On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 152 Already living too long

The two drunkards were knocked unconscious. Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe looked in the same direction at the same time: "That."

Behind the screen, it is relatively private.

Yan Ruyu whispered: "It's not right to kill now. If someone comes to find out, it will cause trouble. I'll stun them with medicine first, and then light poisonous incense in the corner. What do you think?"

Huo Changhe nodded: "Very good."

He was also thinking just now that it would be easy to kill these two people, but if they were discovered, it might disrupt the overall situation.

Yan Ruyu's method is the most reliable and thorough.

Yan Ruyu went to clean up behind the screen, and Huo Changhe dragged the two drunkards behind the screen.

Before I could take the drug, I suddenly heard footsteps outside.

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe quickly looked at each other, and Huo Changhe stood up to walk out.

"Don't make any noise here, leave it to me."

Yan Ruyu saw the murderous look in his eyes, and quickly formed a plan in her mind. She whispered quickly: "If someone comes and asks where these two people are, just say you don't know. You just came here to deliver drinks."

Huo Changhe was slightly confused, and Yan Ruyu held his arm: "Do as I say."

"it is good."

Huo Changhe looked into her bright eyes, listened to the approaching footsteps outside, and nodded in agreement.

Yan Ruyu leaned over in front of the two of them.

The two guys were touching each other, smelling of alcohol.

Yan Ruyu stretched out her hand and reached into the space. At this moment, the bearded eyelids trembled and she woke up.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was Yan Ruyu's smiling face, with a confused frown.

Yan Ruyu whispered in his ear: "You said that one of the people you hate the most is King Zhennan?"

Before the bearded man could answer, Yan Ruyu said again: "I think King Zhennan will also regret that the military law only took half of your life."

"If I had known that today's disaster was going to happen, I should have gotten rid of you and it would have been over with." Yan Ruyu chuckled, "You have lived too long with this half of your life."

The bearded man's eyes widened and he tried to stand up, when a cold light flashed before his eyes.

Outside the door, Huo Changhe saw someone coming.

This is not an ordinary minion, he is the messenger.

The messenger looked at Huo Changhe: "What are you doing?"

Huo Changhe said calmly: "Master ordered me to move the wine and deliver it, but Master was nowhere to be seen."

The messenger said nothing and walked inside.

As expected, the room smelled of alcohol, and there were wine bowls and open jars of wine on the table.

The messenger frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"What a shameful name," Huo Changhe said casually.

The messenger looked at him: "Where are you on errands? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"The villain has a humble status. Of course you don't remember that he is on duty in the east and is responsible for guarding the medicinal materials."

The messenger always felt that he was too calm and seemed different from ordinary people. He was about to ask a few more questions when he suddenly heard movement on the screen.

The messenger turned his head and looked coldly: "Who is there?"

Huo Changhe put his hand on the soft sword at his waist, and when something went wrong, the sword would be unsheathed immediately.

Behind the screen, Yan Ruyu slowly came out holding two jars of wine.

He looked up and saw the messenger, stopped in his tracks, and looked slightly panicked.

"Who are you?"

"Our brothers were called temporarily to deliver wine to the master. We don't know anything else." Yan Ruyu lowered her head and said.

The messenger took a step forward and looked carefully: "Tell the truth."

"Young man... you are telling the truth."

The messenger unsheathed his sword, and Huo Changhe behind him turned around calmly.

"Tell the truth, no matter what, I will spare your life. If you don't tell me, I will be a ghost by the sword." The messenger threatened.

Yan Ruyu hesitated for a moment and took two steps back: "It's not that the villain refuses to tell, it's the master's order. He wants to have fun and won't let the villain talk. He also rewarded the villain with two jars of good wine.

He also said that if the villain leaks his whereabouts, not only will he lose his job, but he will also lose his life. "

The messenger was dubious and walked slowly towards the screen.

A coldness flashed in Huo Changhe's eyes, and as his sword was about to be unsheathed, Yan Ruyu shook her head slightly at him.

The messenger walked around behind the screen. There was no one behind the screen, except for a few pieces of clothes scattered around.

The messenger gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart that the master was really worthless. It had been so long and he still couldn't forget that little thing.

"Where has he gone? Tell me quickly!"

"Said to be……"

Before Yan Ruyu finished speaking, Huo Changhe took over: "In Liujia Village behind the mountain, Widow Wu whose husband just died last month."

The messenger returned his sword to its sheath and ordered with a stern face: "You two, make up for your mistakes and go chop wood and carry water."

"Yes."

The messenger turned and left, Yan Ruyu remained calm, dipped some residual wine stains on the table, and wiped away the blood on her fingertips.

Huo Changhe was surprised: "What's going on?"

Yan Ruyu pulled him and left quickly: "We'll talk about it later."

Huo Changhe was pulled out of the room by her and looked back at the screen.

Naturally, there is no one behind the screen. Yan Ruyu’s space cannot accommodate living people—but it can pretend to be dead.

When they got to a secluded place, Yan Ruyu first asked, "Who is that man with the beard? Do you know?"

"I know," Huo Changhe said, "I once served in the army with him. He comes from a good background. His ancestors were all military generals. He is also good at martial arts and military tactics. He has been brave in several battles. The prince also has high hopes for him. High hopes.

Unfortunately, this man was drunk and lustful. He almost got into trouble twice because of drinking. After the prince reprimanded him, he still harbored resentment. On his way back to the camp after losing the battle, he massacred innocent villagers and took credit for his good deeds.

After the prince learned about it, he took him outside. He wanted to cut off his head to show to the public, but he had a gold medal passed down from his ancestors, which was given by the late emperor, which could avoid the death penalty. "

"Although the death penalty can be avoided, the living crime cannot be avoided. Dozens of military sticks are unavoidable. After that, he was expelled from the army. He was injured and returned to Beijing for transfer. Since then, contact has been cut off."

Huo Changhe's voice turned cold: "I found out today that he actually took refuge in King Yi and came here to become a fake monk."

Yan Ruyu sneered coldly: "This kind of person should have died long ago, and letting him live for so long is considered a mistake.

The gold medal for immunity from death still depends on who uses it. The merits of his ancestors are not the reason for him to do evil. If he does it for this reason, he will not only live up to the emperor's favor, but also humiliate his ancestors. "

A smile flashed in Huo Changhe's eyes: "Yes, the young lady and I have the same view."

"But why didn't the messenger discover them?"

Yan Ruyu said seriously: "Because I used a blinding method. This is a secret that is not passed down in the family. If someone is there, he can't see it. It can last for an hour."

Yan Ruyu observed his expression as he spoke. Huo Changhe didn't show much expression of shock or confusion.

"Does the prince believe it?"

"Xin, the world is so big, there are many strange people and strange things," Huo Changhe nodded, thinking of the old man he saved that time, "I used to..."

Before the next words were spoken, a long bell was suddenly heard.

"when……"

The scholars outside the temple also heard some commotion.

Yan Ruyu asked: "What time is it?"

Huo Changhe said: "The third quarter of Yinzheng."

There is still a quarter of an hour before the temple opens at [-]:[-].