Bâtir une dynastie de chansons harmonieuse

Chapitre 45

He said in a deep voice, "There's no poison in the pot; it must be on the cup."

No one spoke.

“I didn’t expect that besides the Ten Thousand Poison Blood Palm, he could also use poison,” he said coldly. “Killing her would not do any good; he just wants us to stop and stop investigating.”

Li You sat silently, without saying a word.

When He Bi is very confident about something, he usually doesn't say much, but now he's the only one talking non-stop.

Half a day.

Nangong Xue gently put the hand back under the covers, slowly stood up, and his usually gentle face, which was slightly pale, was now showing a thin layer of anger instead of its usual gentleness.

Li You looked at him: "How is it?"

Nangong Xue walked slowly to the window and said, word by word, "The 'Lonely Wutong Tree' of Xiaonanhai".

Is there a solution?

Nangong Xue didn't turn around, but just looked out the window: "Yes."

This was clearly a good thing, yet there was no trace of excitement in his tone.

Li Youdao: "Qingqiu Water?"

“Indeed, ‘A lonely paulownia tree in a deep courtyard locks in the clear autumn’, the ‘lonely paulownia tree’ in Xiaonanhai can only be deciphered with the clear autumn well water.”

A moment of silence.

Li You pondered, "Is the Clear Autumn Well really in the Wutong Courtyard?"

Nangong Xue did not answer, but slowly said: "In the past, the Poison Prince fell in love with his junior sister Wen Qingqiu, but Wen Qingqiu married someone else because of her father's order. Ten years later, Wen Qingqiu's husband passed away, and the Poison Prince came to propose marriage again. However, at this time, Wen Qingqiu felt that she was not good enough for him, and set up the extremely poisonous 'Lonely Wutong Formation' outside the courtyard to refuse him. Who knew that the Poison Prince was really infatuated and spent ten years developing the antidote for 'Lonely Wutong'. When he entered the formation and the lovers finally got married, the two of them were already old."

"Since the antidote was made specifically for a particular person, and Lady Wen died first, the Poison Prince threw all the antidote into the well. Therefore, apart from the Qingqiu Well water, there is no other antidote for 'Lonely Wutong' in the world."

Such a story would normally move many people to tears, but hearing it now chilled their hearts to the bone—the "lonely phoenix tree" of Xiaonanhai could only be cured by the water of Qingqiu Well; to get the water of Qingqiu Well, one had to first pass through the "lonely phoenix tree formation" outside the courtyard.

He Bi frowned: "'The Lonely Wutong Formation' is extremely dangerous, and besides, it's too late now."

Even if a master of light-body skills were to travel from here to Xiaonanhai at top speed, it would take three or four days, and they wouldn't be able to stop along the way.

Li You suddenly asked, "How far is it from You Ran Ju?"

He Bi looked at him: "If it were you, the round trip would only take one day."

Li You looked at Nangong Xue: "How is it?"

Nangong Xue remained silent, but slowly walked over and sat down. The dim candlelight illuminated his handsome face, which was almost as white as the face of the person on the bed.

Finally, he shook his head slightly.

The room fell silent again, eerily quiet, so quiet that you could hear everyone breathing clearly, and the air around them seemed to freeze.

Li You gripped the corner of the table tightly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The person in the bed remained soundly asleep, unaware of the perilous situation they were in, their life hanging by a thread.

Half a day.

Nangong Xue suddenly slammed her hand on the table, stood up, and gritted her teeth, saying, "I'll go..."

He stopped before he could finish speaking.

In the short time it took him to utter those two words, another figure appeared in the room.

"I didn't expect you to be so impatient." The tone was light, with a hint of sarcasm.

A face so ordinary it couldn't be more ordinary.

Apart from those dark, sharp eyes, there was absolutely nothing special about this face. Whether it was the eyebrows, nose, or mouth, they were all extremely ordinary. It seemed that you could find some similarities between any random person and this face.

His brows furrowed, and his expression was one of pride.

His earth-yellow clothes carried a faint, unique fragrance, clean and elegant, giving him an air of otherworldly tranquility.

Upon seeing who it was, everyone was overjoyed.

At this moment when all hope seemed lost, no one could have arrived more at the right time, and no one could have been more popular!

Mr. Chrysanthemum, Qiu Bailu!

Nangong Xue nodded and smiled: "It's good that you're here."

He only glanced at Nangong Xue.

Their friendship was no less than that between He Bi and Li You.

In the blink of an eye, Li You was already standing next to him, patting his shoulder with a beaming smile: "Old Qiu never cares about what others think, but you've come at just the right time this time."

Qiu Bailu said calmly, "If you say another word, there will only be one more dead person here."

Li You indeed stopped talking to him and just muttered as he sat back down in his chair: "If Mr. Chrysanthemum really did kill someone, it would be quite a story if word got out."

Qiu Bailu had a high opinion of himself and could not stand others questioning his medical skills. Upon hearing this, his face immediately darkened: "It's easy to not kill people. I can choose not to treat them."

Li You glared at him seriously: "If you don't cure me, I'll bet a hundred more times your 'Thousand Forms of Nanshan Formation'."

Nangong Xue suppressed a laugh: "In that case, those chrysanthemums are a pity."

Qiu Bailu looked at him for a moment before coldly saying, "It's been two months since I last saw you. Not only have you become lazier, but your ability to act shamelessly has also improved."

After saying that, he walked to the bedside and sat down.

It was more like dusk than dawn. The sky was overcast and cold, without a breath of wind, which only made people feel stuffy and oppressive.

An inconspicuous horse-drawn carriage slowly passed by on the street, raising a light cloud of dust.

The driver was a handsome, aloof man in black with a hooked nose.

Inside the car, the person was as serene as a chrysanthemum.

This is another "god" besides He Bi, a divine doctor. It is said that as long as you have a breath left, he has the ability to pull you back from the brink of death. Even the Prefect of Jinling, Wu, had to send a rare "Spring Wave Green" potted plant to persuade him to make a house call. It is really good luck that I was able to be treated by him.

The familiar feeling I had when we first met resurfaced.

Why did this happen? Yang Nianqing was both surprised and grateful, and finally felt relieved—she hadn't expected that she would almost die after only two months in ancient times!

"Thank you so much, Brother Qiu," she leaned over and clapped her hands. "Your medical skills are truly amazing. If it weren't for you, I would definitely be dead by now."

Qiu Bailu remained silent.

Li You muttered, "You'd better not flatter this person too much, otherwise he'll put on airs and it will be difficult to ask him for favors in the future."

Nangong Xue smiled: "Even if it's difficult, Brother Li still has a way to bring him here."

With his long eyelashes drooping, Li You leaned against the car wall and said, "Don't you guys think that having a miracle doctor around will make things bolder?"

Qiu Bailu glanced at him and said, "With you here, I'm very timid."

Everyone just found it amusing.

“I heard that Madam Ye is also a lover of flowers, and she must have planted quite a few. Since you have nothing to do anyway, why not go and admire them?” Li You straightened up and carefully examined him, then shook his head. “I really don’t understand why you and Old He always have such stern faces, as if someone owes you hundreds of taels of silver.”

Yang Nianqing couldn't help but exclaim, "Because they are the 'boss'!"

"boss?"

"Always have a stern face, so call him 'boss'."

“Interesting!” Li You thought about it seriously and found it very interesting. He patted Qiu Bailu on the shoulder and said, “The title ‘boss’ really suits you.”

Nangong Xue chuckled: "Brother Li, why are you acting like Xiao Nian, being so mischievous..."

Yang Nianqing immediately glared at him: "He's always been more mischievous than me."

Seeing her join in the charade, Qiu Bailu wasn't angry at all. She simply said, "He really treats you very well. He even went so far as to trample my flowers just to get me to save you."

After saying that, he looked at Li You, a hint of barely perceptible schadenfreude in his tone: "So you do have moments of anxiety too."

A bet? Or a game of trampling flowers?

The smile froze on his face.

Nangong Xue remained silent for a long while, then suddenly revealed a gentle and kind smile: "That's right, if he hadn't saved you, Brother Li would definitely have already made a bet with someone in the Nanshan Formation to trample the flowers. He wasn't saving you, he was saving the flowers."

He then looked at Qiu Bailu and said with a smile, "Brother Li said he would make a hundred bets, and he will definitely make one less than a hundred."

Qiu Bailu also looked at him, her gaze complex.

Yang Nianqing immediately looked at Li You and saw him leaning against the car wall again, his handsome face full of joy and amusement.

Would he worry about her? Looking into those long, bright eyes, Yang Nianqing was suddenly deeply moved. He had been so good to her; she really should treat him better in the future…

Who knew—

"That's only because she hasn't paid back the debt she owes me." A magnetic voice, spoken with an air of self-assurance.

Nangong Xue was slightly taken aback: "Debt?"

“Yes,” he winked, “gambling debts.”

Gambling debts? Neither Nangong Xue nor Qiu Bailu understood, but Yang Nianqing knew he was referring to the hundred-year-old laundry debt. Instantly, her initial感动 (feeling of being moved/touched) vanished.

She gritted her teeth: "I still remember, you're so stingy!"

Li You smiled.

Qiu Bailu ignored them and looked at Nangong Xue with a sneer: "I'm not surprised that he's anxious, but I don't quite understand why you're anxious too."

Nangong Xue smiled slightly, then turned away without saying a word.

Yang Nianqing also fell silent, surprisingly. Ever since she got into the carriage, she had had a strange feeling in her heart, as if there was something important in front of her, but she couldn't remember what it was.

"I guess it's because I've been too stressed these past two months," she shook her head self-deprecatingly, trying to shake off the feeling.

Outside the car, He Bi's cold voice rang out: "Sit tight!"

A whip cracked.

The carriage, carrying two "gods" and three people, sped towards Tangjiabao.

I didn't expect to make it onto the monthly list, thank you friends for your support!

As for who the murderer is, all I can say is, at first glance they don't seem like it, but then they do, and when it comes down to it, they don't. HOHO

521 Friend: The music in Chapter 37 is "Galloping Across China," an interlude from a very old movie :)