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Chapter 18: Farmhouse, Farming

It was quiet in the side room.

Lu Yuan was leaning over the table, holding a homemade pencil, and writing seriously.

Zhao Qiaoer sat aside and watched quietly.

The left half of Zhao Qiaoer's body was already covered with silver needles.

"In about seven or eight days, the poison in your body will be completely cleared."

Lu Yuan said as he lowered his head and wrote something on the paper.

Zhao Qiaoer blinked, indicating that she understood.

I couldn't help but admire in my heart that Lu Yuan was really amazing.

Such a serious illness had already affected his heart, but Lu Yuan was able to cure it in just seven or eight days.

After Lu Yuan finished speaking, he thought of something, raised his head slightly and looked at Zhao Qiaoer and said:

"My lady, since I can cure your disease, there is no need for you to harm those people.

Their parents are counting on them to be successful in the future and provide for them in their old age."

When Lu Yuan said this, Zhao Qiaoer's heart skipped a beat.

what……

Sure enough... Lu Yuan knew it.

Zhao Qiaoer didn't feel any burden about this kind of thing.

But when Lu Yuan pointed it out, Zhao Qiaoer felt guilty for the first time.

It's like being caught doing something bad.

"Let's get some herbs for them. When we treat you these few days, let's give them some to help them recover."

After Lu Yuan finished speaking, he picked up another piece of paper and wrote the names of the herbs on it.

Zhao Qiaoer looked at Lu Yuan in shock. Could Lu Yuan even eliminate the evil that had entered his body?
Lu Yuan...how come he is so powerful?

This kind of skill really doesn't seem like something a 15 or 16-year-old kid can have...

In particular, Zhao Qiaoer had investigated Lu Yuan before, but she did not find out who Lu Yuan learned medical skills from.

Lu Yuan has been staying in the village these years and has never traveled far.

So... self-taught?
genius?!!

After Lu Yuan finished writing the two pieces of paper, he walked out of the side room.

As soon as I went out, I saw everyone staring at me eagerly.

However, no one was so shameless as to ask when to continue practicing.

Because normally, everyone would have already started their afternoon practice at this time.

Today, however, there has been no movement and everyone has been chatting.

This is just like going to school. The teacher doesn't say that the class is about to start, but no one is willing to go and ask the teacher to attend.

Lu Yuan took two pieces of paper and came to the gate of the mine.

He looked around and said loudly:
"Sister Liu Yu."

After Lu Yuan finished speaking, a servant suddenly came forward.

This is Zhao Qiaoer's personal maid.

Lu Yuan handed over two pieces of paper and said:
"Sister Liu Yu, these are the herbs that the queen wants. Please make sure to buy them before dark."

Liu Yu took the two pieces of paper from Lu Yuan and without saying a word, immediately instructed the people beside her to go to Qinghe Town at the foot of the mountain to buy them.

After Lu Yuan gave the things, he turned around and returned to the mine.

He still didn't say anything to the group of people who were staring at him eagerly, and went straight into the side room.

Then Lu Yuan prepared a small iron basin and took out a sharp knife from the medicine box.

After everything was ready, Lu Yuan squatted beside Zhao Qiaoer's plump, pink and slender legs.

Holding a sharp knife, he steadily cut a small cut on Zhao Qiaoer's slender wrist.

Then, a stream of dark red, sticky, poisonous blood with a foul smell flowed out from the wound.

It dripped into the small iron basin that Lu Yuan had already prepared.

After about three to five minutes, the poisonous blood had drained away.

Lu Yuan took out his homemade gauze and bandaged Zhao Qiaoer's wrist.

Then, the silver needle was taken out.

Next, Lu Yuan began to pack his things carefully.

Zhao Qiaoer put on her clothes and tilted her head slightly to look at Lu Yuan who was packing his things seriously. She said in a soft voice:
"Are you angry?"

"Oh, my lady, you didn't do that on purpose~"

"Who told you to kiss me suddenly...suddenly...the queen was scared~" Lu Yuan continued to pack up the silver needles with his head down without saying a word.

Seeing Lu Yuan like this, Zhao Qiaoer really couldn't help but laugh.

Then Zhao Qiaoer came to Lu Yuan's side, stretched out her jade hand and gently pulled Lu Yuan's sleeve, then said in a tender voice:

"Ouch~
Madam, do you know you are wrong?
Please forgive the queen this time~"

To be honest, such a sexy, beautiful, noble and elegant top mature woman was acting like a young wife who had made a mistake.

No one can stand this contrast.

Especially the sound of admitting mistake, soft and crisp, it is really beautiful to hear.

"Where are you going to whip your tail? We haven't even gotten married yet, and we haven't even tasted what a woman feels like!"

"You almost made us childless!"

Lu Yuan turned his head and said with hatred.

I still feel the burning pain on the inside of my thighs!
Hearing Lu Yuan's words, Zhao Qiaoer blushed for a moment, and then said with a look of reproach:

"Who told you to come up so quickly? It was just a subconscious reaction.
Okay, okay, why are you so angry?
The Queen knows she is wrong~"

Now that things have come to this, Lu Yuan has nothing to say.

However, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Qiaoer and said:

"Forget about the apology. If the apology is useful, why do we need officials?

That means you owe me one. Next time I want to touch or lick you, you have to show me your tail!"

When Zhao Qiaoer heard Lu Yuan's words, her beautiful face blushed again.

Why is this little thing so embarrassing when it speaks...

Finally, Zhao Qiaoer gave Lu Yuan an extremely charming roll of the eyes and said:

"You little thing is so bad~"

Zhao Qiaoer didn't agree, but she didn't refuse either.

She just stretched out her jade hand with red nail polish and poked Lu Yuan's forehead, then walked towards the door.

After going out, Lu Yuan heard Zhao Qiaoer's cold scolding outside.

"What are you arguing about!

There are no rules at all!"

Lu Yuan, who was in the house, blinked when he heard Zhao Qiaoer's unusually cold scolding from outside.

ho~
Is Zhao Qiaoer going to stop pretending?

……

The next day, early in the morning.

The weather is very good today, with clear skies and bright sunshine.

There was a large iron pot on the open space outside the mine.

It contains herbs that make your tongue astringent when you smell them.

In fact, it was really bitter. Everyone held a large bowl filled with dark brown potion, and everyone could only sip a little at a time.

After taking a sip, his face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

"Everyone must drink three bowls, not a single sip less!"

Zhao Qiaoer's maid, Liu Yu, was supervising everyone to drink the medicine.

Zhao Qiaoer sat on one side, leaning back in a mahogany chair with her beautiful legs crossed.

The beautiful leg was raised, and a black velvet high-heeled shoe was hooked on the jade foot, shaking, revealing the pink heel.

"Wang Yong, report to the village in Wanglin Village in one month."

Zhao Qiaoer said coldly as she looked at the booklet in her hand.

As Zhao Qiaoer finished her words, the 17 or 18-year-old boy who was squatting next to the big iron pot and drinking medicine almost jumped up with excitement.

What does it mean to go to Zhuangzi?
To put it simply, it means becoming a black disciple of the Yanxiang Society! !

That is the legendary traveler!
From now on, he will carry two swords on his back, one wooden sword and one iron sword.

Iron swords kill people, wooden swords kill ghosts!
"Li Dahu..."

Zhao Qiaoer's cold voice sounded again.

At this time, Li Dahu, who was squatting next to the big pot, immediately pricked up his ears to listen.

Since Wang Yong has entered the village as a disciple of the Black Gate, then shouldn’t I be a disciple of the Red Gate?

The next second, Zhao Qiaoer took the booklet in her hand, stared at Li Dahu with her emotionless eyes and said coldly:

"Zhuanghu Suo, farming."

(End of this chapter)