Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don't Be Too Sweet

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“I remember. At that time when I put things back in for her, something seemed to have scraped my fingers. Back then, I thought I accidentally rubbed the earrings studs, so I didn’t care. There must be something wrong with that pair of earrings!”

Hearing this, several adults looked at each other.

“Shengsheng, did you find any problems?” Feng Qingbai asked Liu Yusheng first. Since she could pick out the purse, she should have found something.

Liu Yusheng nodded. “Mo Feng’s poison is very strange. I fed him medicine last night and examined him again at midnight. His body toxin has been reduced. According to that speed, even if he wasn’t completely detoxified this morning, the remaining venom won’t be too much.”

She fed the boy pure spiritual liquid. She couldn’t guarantee that it could cure all poisons out-and-out, but it was very effective for poisons taken orally.

“But just now, I found that the toxin began to thicken again when I probed his pulse.”

“Again, thickened up again?” Mo Feng was dumbfounded, only feeling incredulous. “Since it has been reduced, how could it be aggravated again? Could it be that someone poisoned me again while I was sleeping? Impossible!”

His uncle was guarding him when he was sleeping. He couldn’t have done that!

What was going on?

“My guess is that it’s not that someone poisoned you, but that you have a toxic source in your body. It resides in your body and circulates to distribute toxins.”

“…” Not only Mo Feng, Feng Qingbai and Wei Bai were now amazed this time.

This hypothesis was unheard of.

“I have a bold guess. Someone might have planted Gu worm in Mo Feng’s body.” Otherwise it would be impossible to explain the cause of toxin regeneration. Moreover, every time Mo Feng had a poisonous attack, there was a trigger. “If we can find this source of poison and remove it, Mo Feng’s poison can be totally lifted.”

Liu Yusheng shared her speculation and raised her eyes to three pairs of bright eyes.

Wei Bai’s eyes were awestruck. Mo Feng’s eyes were of joyful admiration. And Feng Qingbai wore a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, pride obviously coagulating at his pitch-black eyes.

She was his little girl. She could shine in her field.

Steady, self-confident, sober, and she spoke with fervor and assurance in her familiar ground.

She was so dazzling that people found it hard to remove their gaze.
Liu Yusheng avoided the man’s burning eyes, a scarlet blush quickly spreading in her cheeks. “I want to try, if… Mo Feng is willing.”

“I’m willing. I’m willing! Aunt Liu, you go ahead and try. I believe you!” Mo Feng grinned and nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice.

It was merely a test. What was there to fear? The worst that could happen was the same as before!

He could even choose his own gravesite. He wasn’t afraid of death, so would he still fear trying to cure his poison?

“But … I can’t be sure how long it takes. It may last for a few days, or a few months,” Liu Yusheng uttered, biting her lip. She darted a peek at the man across from her, and said, “You can’t be away from the capital for too long, and I can’t stay here all the time. My family will be worried.”

The smile deepened beneath Feng Qingbai’s eyes. His eyes were distant and deep, gazing straight at his little girl.

The lady refused to look at him, and her eyes kept flying around. Even her lashes were fluttering as if in fright.

Guilty conscience.

The young man was already scratching his brow in distress. “Then what to do? We have a lot of things to deal with in the capital. Imperial Uncle really can’t leave too long. How about Aunt Liu go with us to the capital?”

Wei Bai seconded the idea, “Why don’t you accompany us to the capital for the time being and ask someone to send word to Xinghua Village? That way, your family won’t worry.”

“Why don’t we just bring your family along, so you can cure me, and they can feel at ease!”

One said one thing, and the other followed with another. But nothing came from the man.

He never took a stand. Liu Yusheng slowly lowered her eyes, hiding the disappointment that was about to seep out under her eyes.

Feng Qingbai sighed lightly. He was just teasing her, but he couldn’t push too far. “Wei Bai, spread the word. The emperor likes Xinghua Village’s fruit wine and wants to take a tour of Xinghua Village’s distillery.”

“Yes!”

Liu Yusheng froze. She raised her head with a snap and met the man’s eyes filled with a helpless and doting smile.