My Love Comes to See the Grass on my Grave

Liu Dameng had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and looked at Ruan Nian, who was holding a stick and staring at him, very aggrieved, and finally closed his mouth honestly and didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Qu Fengyun glanced at him, "Is there any more requests?"

Liu Dameng quickly shook his head.

"Then tell me," Qu Fengyun sat back in his chair and said, "How much do you know about Negative Lanshan?"

Liu Dameng rubbed his neck and said, "I was originally a mountain bandit in Jinghong Mountain, but because I killed people, I became a death row prisoner. But it didn't take long before I was arrested and taken to Neulan Mountain. There are many death row prisoners like me there. , I have to practice every day, motherfucker, I'm exhausted!"

Qu Fengyun asked, "Apart from death row prisoners, who else is there?"

"Everyone has it," Liu Dameng said. "Beggars, snitches... A few months ago, even our brothers on the mountain were arrested, saying that it was the stockade who asked the government to suppress them!"

"Then..." Ruan Nian suddenly said, "Why are you poisoned?"

Qu Fengyun: "Poisoned?"

Ruan Nian nodded, "But I haven't seen any poison yet."

"Xiaomei...Little genius doctor," Liu Da said excitedly, "you must save me, this poison attack is really fatal."

Ruan Nian: "Do you know what the poison is?"

"I don't know," Liu Dameng said. "Everyone who entered Lanshan has been given medicine, and they have to take an antidote every five or six days, otherwise they will be itchy all over, and scratching is useless."

"It turned out that this poison was used to control you," Qu Fengyun said. "You're not afraid of death. You dare to run out before the poison is cured."

Liu Dameng got a stalk on his neck, "Don't try to trap me Liu Dameng with anything but beauty."

Qu Fengyun, Ruan Nian: "..." You don't want to die.

Ruan Nian came out of the room and realized with hindsight that he seemed to know something very important.

Private soldiers? rebellion?

He turned around stiffly, looked at Qu Fengyun who was following behind him, swallowed and said, "You, you won't... kill me, will you?"

Qu Fengyun looked at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "You reminded me."

"You, you..." Ruan Nian said nervously, "It's none of my business!"

Qu Fengyun slowly approached him, "But there is still looking for Liu Dameng over there in Lanshan. If you go to inform, what will you do?"

Ruan Nian immediately said: "I won't say anything, really, you...you believe me."

Qu Fengyun: "Why should I trust you?"

Ruan Nian was surprised: "Aren't we friends?!"

Qu Fengyun: "..." Is that right?

Zhao Zhuo lay on the bamboo bed, opened his eyes with difficulty, and heard voices outside the door.

"You dig another hole here..."

Then, he heard his young master say, "It's a crooked fight."

"It's alright, cut another piece of bamboo and hit again."

"...Broken several quarters."

"Just try a few more times."

"Why don't I buy a flute for you?"

"No, am I missing that amount of money?"

"I really don't..."

"Then promise yourself."

"Cough cough..." Zhao Zhuo almost choked to death on his saliva, his cough was earth-shattering, and Gu Lang was so frightened that he hurried in to take a look.

"Uncle Zhao, what's wrong?"

"It's alright, alright..." Zhao Zhuo calmed down and saw that Gu Lang followed behind him. It was the young man who poured tea on Gao Cheng's face in the teahouse that day.

Gu Lang said softly: "Uncle Zhao, this is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he saved you."

"Too, too...cough..." Zhao Zhuo choked again, as if his lungs were about to cough out.

Gu Lang hurriedly patted his back to give him comfort. Zhao Zhuo was seriously injured Fang Xing, his face was still a little pale, Gu Lang was worried, helped him tuck the quilt, and went downstairs to give him medicine.

The prince stayed in the room to help take care of Zhao Zhuo. But Zhao Zhuo felt a little uncomfortable. If it wasn't for the emperor being foolish and deceived, how could the dozens of people in the Gu family be placed on the death row.

But today the prince saved his life, how should this kindness be counted? After thinking for a long time, he finally turned his head and said unnaturally: "Since this life of mine was saved by His Highness, in the future..."

"If you give your life, you don't have to say it," the prince interrupted him. "Your young master has paid me back today's favor."

Zhao Zhuo suddenly remembered the "promise with one's body" that he heard just now, and blurted out: "No! Young Master Murong..."

The prince dragged the chair over and sat beside the bed with great interest, and asked, "Young Master Murong, who is that?"