Han Ming and Zhu Yiwen rode their horses towards the convoy under the escort of a group of guards. But before they even arrived at the convoy, Han Ming saw Ping'er standing in front of the convoy and looking at him. There was a young girl standing next to Ping'er, who was also looking at him.

Han Ming couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Ping'er standing in the convoy, but he immediately felt something was wrong. He was shocked and wondered whether he fell in love with Ping'er, otherwise why would he feel inexplicably happy when he saw Ping'er from afar? But after thinking about it, Han Ming denied this guess.

Han Ming shook his head, and as soon as he pulled the reins, he drove the horse to follow the guards towards the convoy, temporarily throwing the ridiculous idea of ​​falling in love with Ping'er behind his head. Now he hasn't grown all his hair yet, so he shouldn't have thought about anything about men and women in advance!

Not long after, Han Ming and his group returned to the Zhu family's convoy. After entering the convoy, the dozen sword-wearing men behind Zhu Yiwen dispersed one after another, leaving only the first four servants not far from Zhu Yiwen.

At this time, Ping'er and another girl approached. They called Zhu Yiwen sweetly and followed Zhu Yiwen obediently.

Zhu Yiwen took Han Ming to the luxurious carriage before. The servants and maids along the way bowed their heads and bowed one after another when they saw Zhu Yiwen. Zhu Yiwen also raised his face and nodded in an old-fashioned manner, but it could not hide his childishness from the inside out.

After a while, Han Ming and Zhu Yiwen approached the carriage. Zhu Yiwen pulled Han Ming and climbed onto the carriage. Ping'er and another girl also followed the carriage with their skirts. The four guards behind them naturally stood at the four corners of the carriage to protect the safety of the carriage.

At this time, Han Ming had the opportunity to look at another girl beside Ping'er. This girl was exactly the same as Ping'er, both in a light green skirt, but the temperament of this girl and Ping'er was completely different. Ping'er tended to be smart and lively, while the girl exuded a quiet and graceful temperament all over her body, like a lady from a family.

When Han Ming saw that the girl's clothes were the same as Ping'er, he thought that she was Lan'er, another maid of Zhu Yiwen mentioned earlier. As he had guessed, Zhu Yiwen immediately introduced Lan'er to Han Ming.

When Lan'er heard her young master introduce her, she stood up and bowed to Han Mingying, which was very polite.

"Hello, Sister Lan'er." Han Ming immediately replied when he saw Lan'er saluting him, but Han Ming secretly wondered whether the women in the Zhu family were all beauties, why even the two little maids were so pretty that the girls in his village could not compare with any of them.

Zhu Yiwen slammed his shoes and climbed onto the bed, then pulled Han Ming to the bed, and then sat opposite the two of them. Although the small bed in the carriage was not too big, it was more than enough to accommodate two ten-year-old children.

Sitting face to face, Zhu Yiwen pestered Han Ming and told his previous story. Han Ming had no choice but to choose something that could be said, and to mention it if you could not say it, or not mention it!

Although Han Ming had never seen any world, fortunately, he had heard not many stories when he was young, and he also saw many novel things during his journey in the desert, so he was not afraid of not telling anything to Zhu Yiwen.

Most of what Han Ming said was a legend in the mountains and fields, and it was all things that Zhu Yiwen had never heard of. This made the young master extremely excited. He looked at Han Ming without blinking, and it became dark without realizing it.

Han Ming found that the young master of the Zhu family had a cheerful personality and loved to laugh too much. The smile on his face had never disappeared, and he wanted to laugh twice because he was so infected.

But the most surprised thing was not Han Ming, but Ping'er and Lan'er next to Zhu Yiwen. When did the young master indulge in such an indulgence? Although almost no one in the Zhu family could care about this young master, the young master was usually very normal and would not laugh out loud at all!

If Ping'er and Lan'er hadn't seen the young master throw their boots and climb onto the bed with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that their young master would be so lively!

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The largest carriage in the convoy was shining brightly, and there was a vague sound! It seemed that someone was talking inside. Five attendants stood outside the carriage. If Han Ming were here, he would immediately recognize one of the guards who were wearing yellow shirts who protected Zhu Yiwen and him to take a bath in the spring in the afternoon.

The five people were wearing different colors of clothes, namely yellow, green, purple, white and black. The forehead bones in the yellow shirts were protruding, which clearly showed that the external skill of horizontal exercise had reached a certain level.

Wearing a green shirt, he was a sick middle-aged man. He looked pale and looked dying. It really made people wonder how such a half-dead person could be a guard. The middle-aged man in purple shirt was paired with a strange weapon. The weapon looked like an iron whip, but the long whip had sharp barbs on his body. He had a better temperament in a white shirt, and he looked pretty, like an elegant scholar.

There was also a whole body wrapped in a wide black robe, unable to see her face, but a chill radiated from the inside to the outside. He stood there quietly, like a statue that was still moving, but gave people a cold feeling, making people unwilling to get close to them and dare not get close to them.

There were two old men in this carriage, one of whom was wearing a gray robe and had a long beard. The hair on his body was white, and even his eyebrows were white, which looked like a certain paranormal.

There was an old man sitting opposite the old man. Unlike the white old man's simple gray robe, the old man was wearing a brocade robe and carrying all kinds of jade ornaments.

The old man in brocade was wearing an expressionless mask on his face. The only exposed eyes were not very bright, his pupils were not turning, and his inside was covered in turbidity, making people unable to guess what he was thinking.

"This time I went to Qingrong Mansion, the Chi family happened to have a good girl. Go and discuss with Old Man Chi and decide the marriage between this girl and Awen in advance so that other unhappy boys can worry about it." The old man wearing a mask said to Huazhen and said to him.

"Entering? Isn't this what you, the head of the Zhu family, should do? Why do you need me to discuss with Old Monster Chi? Besides, Xiaowen is your grandson, not mine, and I am Wuming." Huazhen stroked his white beard and laughed, looking like he was in a good mood.

"Because of Ruyan's incident, I started arguing with Chi Lao Monster. It was better for you to say that I am Xiaowen's grandfather. Aren't you also Xiaowen's uncle? Xiaowen is the only blood descendant of your Hua family. Others don't know about this, but Chi Lao Monster is very clear! Where did you get Wuming?" The masked old man continued.

"Okay, it's about Xiaowen, so I told the old monster Chi. If the old monster Chi knew that Xiaowen was Ruyan's grandson, I think he would agree immediately. My sister Ruyan really made me proud. Both heads of Zhu Chi were impressed by it. Unfortunately, she left at a young age, left her young girl Miriam, and married your third son, but she was also infected with the blood poison of Cecilia." When Mr. Hua talked about his deceased sister Ruyan, there was a little sadness in his eyes.

The masked old man also rarely showed some sadness in his turbid eyes. Although it was immediately covered, it was still caught by Huazhen.

"Haha, it's just like smoke that can make your mood move." Huazhen calmed down a little and returned to normal.

"The blood poison of Cecilia is really so difficult to resolve. It has been five years since Miriam was unconscious. According to Ruyan's symptoms back then, in three years, Miriam will die in a daze like Ruyan, and Xiaowen will completely lose her mother!" The old man with five dead branches-like fingers gently tapped the small incense burner that was emitting wisps of blue smoke beside him.

"Although I dare not say that my Huaxin medical skills are among the top three in Wu, no one in Wu and the surrounding countries can compare with me in terms of poison skills! This Cecilia's blood poison first took my sister's life, and now it is going to take my niece Miriam's life. I'm afraid I can't agree." Huaxin said with a strange expression.

"What? Can you relieve the blood poison of Cecilia off?" The masked old man's eyes flashed, and his five fingers suddenly clenched. The copper incense burner in his hand immediately changed, making a harsh squeak.

"If it were a few days ago, I still had no choice, but Xiaowen rescued a kid a few days ago?" Hua Zhen looked at the old man with a smile, with a very strange expression, as if he had thought of something incredible.

"I know, isn't that kid also poisoned? What's wrong? Can this kid relieve Cecilia's blood poison?" The old man in mask let go of the incense burner in his hand, rubbed his hands and retracted his sleeves.

"That kid accidentally swallowed a poisonous emperor grass, haha, fortunately he was lucky enough to run into me. It was God who wanted me to relieve the blood poison of Cecilia officinalis and let me meet him, haha." Huazhen could no longer hide the joy in his heart, and laughed to the sky, but his expression became cold as he smiled, and he kept muttering the four words "Cegizine's blood poison".

"Poison Emperor Grass?" The masked old man had another look in his eyes, as if he was carefully recalling the situation of this grass.

"After so many years, I have been looking for this alien grass, but I haven't found it! This grass is born in a uncertain place, but there must be a black blood snake next to it. This snake uses venom to irrigate this grass every day. When this grass matures, it is also the time when the black blood snake's venom is spit out. The poisonous emperor grass matures, and the snake king fights and swallows each other. The remaining snake king swallows this grass. The snake king who swallows the poisonous emperor grass is invincible and can turn into a dragon snake." Huazhen said word by word, but his expression calms down.

"The kid will be mine in the future. No matter what he does, you are not allowed to touch him. I will definitely relieve the blood poison of Cecilia off within three years. Forget it, I don't understand if I tell you, I'm just wasting time. I'll leave first!" Hua Zhen stood up and patted his clothes, turned around and left without respect, as if he didn't take the head of the Zhu family seriously at all.
Chapter completed!