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

Lu Xiyue glanced at him with deep meaning, and said in a cool tone: "Since the head of the sect wants me to go back to the capital with you, please get me two medicines, otherwise, if you don't wait until the capital, you have to give them to me." Looking for a coffin."

She could see that the head of the Killer Sect wanted to find out if she was telling the truth.

If it is false, she will die in all likelihood, if it is true, let her work for the killer's family.

The abacus was playing loudly.

The head of the Assassin Sect laughed lightly, as if gloating: "I remember I warned you not to try to escape."

Lu Xiyue: "..."

Fortunately, after laughing, he asked someone to bring the golden sore medicine.

Killer Sect's golden sore medicine is naturally good, but after using it, if the medicine is too strong, it will leave scars.

"I can't use this." She threw the golden sore medicine back.

It was the killer who followed her who came here specially to deliver the medicine, and he rarely showed surprise when he heard this.

She is already a prisoner, yet she is still picky about the quality of the wound medicine.

However, what the head of the Killer Sect said next was even more shocking.

"What more do you want?"

Lu Xiyue found a chair and sat down, endured the pain on her face, and said carelessly, "I'll write a prescription, and you will prescribe the medicine for me according to the contents on the prescription."

"Miss Lu, you still know that your life is in my hands." The head of the Assassin Sect seemed to lose his patience.

Lu Xiyue raised her eyebrows, and met his gaze: "Didn't the sect master let me help you after verifying that what I said was not false?"

The head of the Killer Sect didn't speak.

"Girls, they all like to be pretty. You ruined my face, and you still don't allow me to heal myself?"

"This golden sore medicine—"

The words "can also be cured" were blocked in Lu Xiyue's throat.

"Although the wound medicine is easy to use, it will leave scars. The wound medicine I prepared by myself will be gentle on the skin and will not leave scars."

She had an upright look on her face, she didn't know, she thought she was the guest of the owner of the ship.

The head of the Assassin Sect's eyes sank.

The girl smiled and groaned: "Sect Master, if you want someone to do things for you, you can't force it with a knife. The rabbit bites people when it's anxious."

"You are also a rabbit!"

Obviously a cunning fox.

Lu Xiyue smiled and said nothing.

After a long time, he asked someone to bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone over. After Lu Xiyue finished writing the prescription and had the full-time doctor in charge of treating injuries on board read it, he confirmed that there was no problem before sending him down to get the medicine.

Only Qiong County has a medicine hall near where the boat stays, and it would take four or five hours to go back and forth, even with carriages and horses. The head of the Killer Sect can only stay here for a while.

"You'd better pray, you're telling the truth!" He snorted lightly.

Lu Xiyue shrugged, noncommittal.

She asked the previous killer to bring clean hot water, and she wanted to take a bath.

The killer could only ask the head of the killer door what he meant, but the response he got was—"As long as she doesn't run away, give her whatever she wants."

The killer had to follow suit.

After taking a bath, Lu Xiyue hastily bandaged the wound, sat on a chair and waited quietly for someone to bring back the prescription.

The prescription she wrote is naturally treating the wound seriously and moisturizing the scar, but she arranged the names of the medicinal materials a little and hid a word of help in it.

Some of the medicinal materials on it are only available in Du's medicine hall, and she is also good friends with Du Changqing, who recognizes her handwriting, I hope Du Changqing can see the mystery.

On the deserted street, a young man in ordinary clothes knocked on the door of Du's Medicine Hall wearing a bamboo hat.

It was a boy who came to open the door, and when he saw the young man's attire, he immediately became vigilant.

"Are you here to buy medicine, sir? Sorry, our pharmacy is not doing business today."

The young man frowned, and pretended to be a pitiful person: "I'd like to ask you to help me, my sister hurt her face, so I just grabbed some medicine to treat the injury, and it won't waste my time."

"Go, go, go, I told you that our house doesn't do business, you should go to another house." The servant impatiently wanted to close the door.

The young man blocked the door frame with one hand, but the strong man couldn't close it with all his strength.

"Young master, please do me a favor. I went to several houses, but I couldn't get the medicine from them."

As he spoke, he took out a silver ingot from his pocket and gave it to the buddy.

When the man saw the silver ingot, his heart was only moved for a moment, and then he suppressed his thoughts.

The master said, there must be rules in life.

He was about to refuse when Du Changqing's voice came from behind: "He's here to buy medicine, let him in."

Qiong County is now in such a commotion, and they have to go out to buy medicine, which shows that the situation is urgent.

The man hesitated for a moment, but let him in anyway.

"Didn't the master say that a doctor must have a bottom line of rules." The man muttered in a low voice.

Du Changqing glanced at him, took the prescription from the young man, and said with a smile: "If something happens urgently, it depends on the situation. The rules I'm talking about are human nature."

The guy immediately understood that the master was talking about another brother who ran away and disappeared without a trace.

The moment Du Changqing saw the prescription, he saw that it was written by Lu Xiyue.

Scanning to the end, I couldn't help but marvel at the performance of this prescription, but the weight of the last two herbs seems to be a bit wrong.

How could Mrs. Lu make such a mistake?

Thinking of this, he glanced suspiciously at the silent young man who entered the door.

Through the bamboo hat, Du Changqing couldn't see the opponent's face clearly.

He wanted to remind a few words, but when he glanced over, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, the order of the medicinal ingredients was wrong.

Mrs. Lu has a special habit of writing prescriptions. She likes to write more gestures first, and write less gestures last, but this prescription is not in this order.

He looked at it carefully for a while, until the young man asked impatiently: "Is there any problem with the prescription?"

"No problem, but there are two kinds of medicinal materials, and they are still in the warehouse, young master, wait a moment." The shock in his eyes dissipated as soon as he turned around. He ordered the waiter to serve tea for the young man, and then went to the backyard to get the medicine.

Among the scrambled names of medicinal materials, the last word of the first medicinal material and the second word of weight, from top to bottom, are a complete sentence.

Mrs. Lu asked him for help again!

What happened? Could it be that Mrs. Lu was taken away by Jiang Yang's bandits?

Combined with the current situation in Qiongxian County, Du Changqing had a guess in his heart. In addition to the attire and accent of the young man just now, it seemed that he was not from here.

He took the medicinal materials, and in order not to arouse the suspicion of the person outside, he quickly agreed to send him away.

Sticking to the door, when it was confirmed that the young man was far away, he immediately went out from the back door of the medicine hall and went to the nearest Qipin Xiangzhai.

I hope that he is thinking too much, and the order of the herbs is just a coincidence.

When he got to the dim sum shop, the clerk told him that Lu Xiyue hadn't been here all day.

The luck in Du Changqing's heart faded by half in an instant.

Under the guidance of his buddy, he went to Zhao's Mansion, and finally met Xiao Yunheng who was in a hurry on the way.