There was something strange in the room. The old man twitched the corners of his lips and snorted with disdain. Then he pretended that he didn't know what to do and continued to play with his medicinal ingredients.

What goes around comes around.

It's not that it is not reported, the time has not come.

The room became quiet and the old man ignored her. Before the face change, Yan Lian'er's pain would only increase day by day. He would test her temper and raise her hatred to the highest level.

People, once they accumulate grudges, their appearance will become distorted, and it is difficult to distinguish between human beings and ghosts.

The current Yan Lian'er is on this edge, and as for the old man... can the person who comes out of the palace be a simple character?When good dies, all that remains is intrigue.

The old man doesn't want this, but in this situation, only ruthlessness can save everyone...

In the past, the dual practitioner of medicine and poisoning failed to give full play to his strengths and helped his country when the country was in trouble, so now he does the same thing.

Out the door and back into the carriage.

Zhao Nanlin coughed twice and his face turned pale.

"Master?" An Xiu asked anxiously, "How is it? Is there something wrong with the medicine?"

Zhao Nanlin shook his head and stretched out his hand to signal him not to get excited and not to say more. If others heard it, what would happen?
"About forgetting the medicine, do you understand?" Zhao Nanlin said in a low voice, "Don't make me say it a second time."

An Xiu's face tightened, and he immediately saluted, "Yes!"

"Quan Dang doesn't know anything. There has never been any medicine. The quality of my body is all my own." Zhao Nanlin's voice was low, and he recovered after coughing. "There is no problem with this medicine."

An Xiu actually didn't quite understand, "How can you be sure?"

I'm afraid it's hard to be sure about this kind of thing, right?
I only drank it once, and I really can’t tell whether it’s good or bad, but so what?When things got to this point, Zhao Nanlin had no choice, and there were too many doctors in the world, and there were really not many who could really help him, and even fewer of them had high enough medical skills.

Although this old man may not be sincere, his medical skills are indeed beyond doubt.

"Master?" An Xiu whispered, "Are you really okay?"

Zhao Nanlin leaned in the car, turned his head and glanced outside the window, "It's okay, let's go!"

"Yes!" An Xiu didn't dare to delay any longer. He immediately turned around and got out of the car and drove away quickly.

The carriage did not go back, but wandered around the long street, and I didn't know what it meant.

After a while, the car stopped.

There were many shops on the street, but he stopped at the wonton shop.

At that time, Yan Wan's favorite thing was the small shop on the street. The food was very good and the place was spacious. It was also very lively. Sitting here, you could see people coming and going, and you could see all kinds of noise and various scenes in the world.

"Have a bowl of wontons." Zhao Nanlin said.

The hot wontons are sprinkled with a layer of chopped green onions, and the smell makes people feel happy.

"Back then, her favorite place was here." Zhao Nanlin picked up the spoon and put some vinegar on it. "She didn't like chopped green onions, but every time she ate it, she had to ask the person to put some in to adjust the seasoning, but in reality it was just a little bit. I can’t even eat it.”

An Xiu stood guard beside him, not daring to say a word.The streets are busy with traffic. This is the capital of Dayan. It was once trampled by the cavalry of various countries. Nowadays, you can still see some traces of the past, the fire and the traces of swords and axes left by the war.

But so what?
Human memory is limited. When the subsequent stability is restored to the mind, the previous pain will be suppressed, gradually forgotten, and gradually replaced completely.

Maybe, under certain circumstances, you can remember it, but most of the time you are in a state of forgetfulness.

Suddenly a person sat down across from him, and when he ate the wontons, he had a vague unpleasant taste, with a slightly unpleasant sourness. Without even raising his eyelids, Zhao Nanlin guessed who was in front of him?
Wu Jian glanced at Zhao Nanlin, then waved to the waiter, "A bowl of wontons."

"I thought you were busy arresting people in the palace, but I didn't expect you were also lazy." Zhao Nanlin sneered, gently stirring the wontons in the bowl with a spoon, "Why don't you come here to share the table with me if you don't have delicacies from the mountains and seas?"

The waiter served a bowl of wontons and quickly left.

Zhao Nanlin continued to eat, too lazy to pay attention to the person in front of him.

"If we could find someone in the palace, it wouldn't be like this." Wu Jian seemed to have given up, and his words were a bit disappointing, but more of a helpless feeling, "Even the Gu insects are ineffective, which shows that they have found them. , how to deal with Gu insects."

Zhao Nanlin paused and swallowed the wontons in his mouth, "Didn't you say it was foolproof? Wujian, who was it that boasted to my father that he could do that? Why are you giving in now?"

"This is not a matter of admitting defeat or not, but a matter of having something beyond a person's control, which can lead to the illusion of losing control." Wu Jian was a little jealous and glanced at Zhao Nanlin's action of picking green onions, "The third young master is really Very interested."

Zhao Nanlin didn't care, "You have to live for yourself, right? Life is so long, why do you always care about other people's opinions? Aren't you tired? I just like this, what can anyone do to me?"

"Indeed!" Wu Jian nodded, "I have benefited a lot."

Zhao Nanlin didn't accept his trick, "I was ordered to keep an eye on me. Is it interesting?"

"How can I not do what your father asked me to do?" Wu Jian said truthfully, "Since I agreed, of course I have to do it. Don't worry, sir. I won't interfere with any of your good things. I'm just responsible for protecting you. .”

Protect?

"My kung fu is good, but my eyesight may not be good." Zhao Nanlin didn't believe what he said, "You protect me or follow me, you know it in your heart."

Eating wontons all the time, "At least I will find a delicious place, which is also a kind of gain."

"Do you want to see if I can find her?" Zhao Nanlin took a deep breath, "Don't think I don't know what you did back then. Unfortunately, it backfired and allowed her to escape. Not only did she not die... Give birth to a child with extraordinary talents..."

Some things really cannot be inferred using common sense. God’s preference is something no one expected...

"Born into the royal family, favored by the emperor." Zhao Nanlin continued, "What do you want? How many good things have you eaten? Can you calculate it? Wu Jian, people are not as good as God. Sometimes, don't be too complacent. Many things are not what you think. You can do it if you do it.”

Wu Jian looked at him and was speechless for a long time, but he had to admit that what he said did make sense.

"Aren't you afraid that your father will find out that you secretly helped her and lock you up?" Wu Jian half-smiled.

Zhao Nanlin really wasn't worried at all, "Don't forget, I am his only son. No matter how much I believe you or prefer you, you will always be an outsider. Wu Jian, you have to make your position clear, otherwise one day... You don’t even know how you died.”

"Are you reminding me?" Wu Jian frowned and looked at him.

Zhao Nanlin sneered, "If you have something to do, please stir it up, lest my father trusts you too much and there is really no place for me. Is this answer...satisfactory?"

"Very satisfied!" Wu Jian narrowed his eyes, his eyes dark and unclear. (End of chapter)

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