After dressing as a villain's ex-wife, she went crazy for whitewashing

Xiao Yunheng raised his eyebrows, and his lowered eyes carried a different meaning: "How do you know that he is my most capable subordinate?"

In fact, he wanted to ask what he was going to do in the future and needed capable subordinates.

Lu Xiyue choked suddenly.

Oops, I seem to have slipped my tongue in a moment of excitement.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Xiyue said, "Naturally, it's to rehabilitate the palace. I know that you're just plotting in secret, so that no one with a heart can notice."

This explanation makes sense.

Xiao Yunheng leaned against the wall of the corridor, and sneered softly: "Now that I am in the dark, it is not easy to rehabilitate me."

Even though he said that, his eyes were full of firm light.

A slender hand patted on his shoulder, Xiao Yunheng turned his head, and the girl's serious eyes met him.

"I know you don't think so in your heart, don't worry, no matter what decision you make, I will always support you."

The fruit planted by the original owner will eventually be picked up by someone, and Xiao Yunheng's thigh, she naturally embraces it.

Xiao Yunheng's eyes moved from that hand, and the corners of his lips curled up calmly.

forever!

Lu Xiyue really has deep affection for him!

Xiao Yunheng thought, since she liked herself so much, then he should treat her better.

The girl's touching smile was in front of him, and he nodded slightly: "I will have a good relationship with Zhao Pinqian."

If nothing else, let her feel at ease.

Lu Xiyue smiled with satisfaction.

About half an hour later, the servant came back with a box full of flowers.

"A total of 21 were found, and the rest are not found here."

Even though it is the season when flowers are in full bloom, there are more than 30 kinds of flowers on her list, which grow in different regions, and it is even more difficult to collect them in Qiong County.

Now that it was midnight again, if we could find these, we still mobilized dozens of people from all over the mansion to go out and look for them.

After the boy finished speaking, he took out a paper bag, which contained dried flowers that could be used as medicine: "I don't know if these can be substituted, I bought them at the medicine hall."

Anyway, the species is the same, maybe it can be used.

Lu Xiyue looked distressed, the original book never said whether the dried flowers can be used or not.

Glancing at Zhao Pinqian who was almost lifeless on the bed, she was heartbroken and took them together, "Try it, whether it works or not depends on his luck."

No matter what Zhao Pinqian said, he is also an important role, so he shouldn't go offline halfway.

She put all the flowers in a pot, smashed them with a pestle, then asked the servant to pour boiling hot water into it, soak for half an hour, and finally scooped up a bowl of water for Zhao Pinqian to pour into it.

He has fallen into a coma, and it is very difficult for him to swallow.

Xiao Yunheng raised his hand to restrain Zhao Pinqian's jaw, took the bowl, forced him to open his mouth, and poured warm water into it.

The servant held the bowl and stood by the bed, his heart beating like a drum: "Is this all right, master?"

"I don't know, if dried flowers are useful, they should wake up after a while." Lu Xiyue was also uncertain.

All they can do now is wait.

Outside the window is the pitch-black night, with the intermittent chirping of cicadas, and the waning moon with its missing corner hidden in the dark clouds, gradually revealing its full view under the breeze.

Several people were sitting in the room. After half an hour, Lu Xiyue came forward to feel his pulse.

The originally chaotic pulse has become stable, strong and orderly, the bruises on Zhao Pinqian's face also began to fade, and his face became rosy again.

She heaved a sigh of relief, with joy on her brows: "It's ok, the poison has been detoxified."

The little servant was overjoyed and asked loudly: "Really, is my master not in danger of his life?"

Lu Xiyue nodded and couldn't help yawning.

She didn't rest all day today, and it was almost dawn outside.

Boss Du also showed a tired look, "Since Boss Zhao is fine, I'll go first, Mrs. Lu, Mr. Xiao, see you later."

"Boss Du, go slowly."

Lu Xiyue rubbed her eyes, feeling a little sore.

After the boy inspected Zhao Pinqian and confirmed that he was getting better, he finally let go of the heart hanging in his throat.

He walked up to the two of them and suggested: "It's getting late outside, I'll arrange a room for the two of you to rest. Going back to the inn now will delay your rest time too much."

The servant also has selfish intentions, so when his master wakes up and Lu Xiyue is still in the mansion, there will be someone to take care of him.

Lu Xiyue naturally knew his plan, she looked at Xiao Yunheng with a questioning look.

The latter nodded.

"Well, please prepare two rooms."

The servant secretly glanced at the two of them, feeling puzzled.

Aren't these two husband and wife? Why do we need two rooms?

However, he is just a servant, and it is never his turn to intervene in matters between husband and wife.

The rooms in the yard have already been cleaned up.

After seeing off the servant, Lu Xiyue lay on the bed and fell asleep almost instantly.

It was the morning when Zhao Pinqian woke up, the servant lifted him up in surprise, and tears fell down.

"Master, you are awake. If you don't wake up, the whole family will follow you..."

He is an orphan who came out of the master's house with the young master, and has traveled with him for so many years, and has a deep relationship with him.

Although the two were master and servant, Zhao Pinqian treated him very well, and he also regarded the young master as a relative.

Zhao Pinqian felt tired all over, and his head hurt from the crying and arguing of the boy.

Also, what does it mean that all the people in the house will follow him.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he patted the boy's head strenuously and asked, "What happened, what happened to me?"

The boy wiped away his tears and told the whole story in detail.

Zhao Pinqian leaned on the bedside, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, his dark eyes like ink were bottomless: "So, I was poisoned by Wuyouxiang, and it was Miss Lu who detoxified me."

The servant nodded heavily: "Miss Lu and Mr. Xiao are still resting in our mansion. Master, do you have any discomfort? I'll ask her to come over and have a look."

Before the servant could take two steps, Zhao Pinqian stopped him: "Let them rest, I'm fine."

The little girl of the Lu family is so powerful that Wuyouxiang's poison can be cured.

Now he is his lifesaver, this kindness is so heavy, it is hard to repay it.

Yesterday he was thinking that he couldn't have any debts with his partners, but today, he owed his life to them.

Really, things are impermanent.

He lowered his eyes and smiled lightly.

"Master, you can still laugh, think about it, who poisoned you?"

They are newcomers, so they shouldn't have offended anyone, so why did they encounter such a disaster.

The boy couldn't figure it out.

Zhao Pinqian sneered, and tightened his grip on the teacup: "Who poisoned me, do you even need to think about it?"

From beginning to end, there was only one person who wanted his life.

The servant was a little dazed, and only realized later: "Master, you must be talking about the third young master!"

"Worriless Fragrance, didn't it just come from his hand?"

Using the poison created by himself to kill his thorn in the side, presumably, Zhao Tianmao must feel a sense of accomplishment at this moment.

It's a pity, he must never have imagined that someone could cure Wuyouxiang's poison.