"No!" Wen Wenlan suddenly woke up when he heard Lin Qingcheng ask her to give up Zhou Mohuai, "I will find a solution within three months!"

Wen Wenlan refused sternly. Without her will, Zhou Mohuai would not die.

What she wanted was Zhou Mohuai, not an illusory name. She would rather Zhou Mohuai live by her side with pain than to be buried in the soil, leaving only a name that could not be touched by anything, and a memory that was once beautiful but painful and illusory when she recalled.

No, she wants people, don’t recall them!

Lin Qingguo and Lin Qingcheng looked at each other and nodded, "I have sent someone to get the silver knife tail. Your Majesty must think clearly. It is very painful to use the silver knife tail to relieve the effect of the immortal flower..."

Wen Wenlan glanced at Lin Qingcheng.

Lin Qingcheng lowered his head, and Lin Qingguo continued, "There is another thing. General Zhou's dress must be cut open."

This dress is beautiful and precious, and has extraordinary significance. His Majesty also attaches great importance to it.

But if you don't cut it open, you can't apply the tail of the silver knife to the wound immediately after pulling out the dagger.

They can't make this decision.

"Cut it." Wen Wenlan had no expression and his tone was very plain. If he could save someone, what was a dress?

When the three of them came back, the silver knife tail was also delivered. Lin Miao kept talking to Zhou Mohuai to prevent him from falling asleep.

Lin Qingguo had previously fed Zhou Mohuai some medicine, which made Zhou Mohuai less uncomfortable and also gave him some energy.

Otherwise, the blood would spurt out soon, and she was afraid that Zhou Mohuai would not be able to bear it.

Everything was ready. Lin Qingguo and Lin Qingcheng used scissors to cut all the clothes near the knife edge, and stripped off Zhou Mohuai's clothes with the smell of blood and the stickiness of his hands.

The wound was very deep, and the entire blade was pierced into the body. The only thing that was thankful was that the dagger was not long and did not penetrate it.

But Lin Qingguo and Lin Qingcheng are not very clear about whether Zhou Mohuai can last for three months and wait for the prescription for removing the immortal flowers. The wound is really too deep.

Lin Qingguo pulled out the dagger, then applied the mashed silver knife tail, wrapped it in thick gauze, and fed Zhou Mohuai some medicine, so he let him fall asleep. Zhou Mohuai must rest well now.

Wen Wenlan stood with her hands facing away from Zhou Mohuai's bed. She closed her eyes and frowned. She couldn't bear to see, but she could tell from Zhou Mohuai's moans and struggles that he had gone.

"Your Majesty, General Zhou has already rested."

When Lin Qingguo stood beside her, Wen Wenlan realized that her back was soaked with cold sweat. She turned her somewhat stiff wrists and opened her eyes.

"We applied the silver knife tail to General Zhou, and the blood was temporarily stopped, but the medicine was changed every two hours. There were not many silver knife tails left in the palace. Please send someone to buy it. The more, the better. You must..."

Wen Wenlan raised his hand and signaled that Lin Qingguo would not need to continue talking. She remembered everything she should know. After repeating it, she would engrave words on her heart with a knife.

Boyan Wuyu was still in the aftermath of the Ziguang Hall and did not come back. Wen Wenlan called Si Ruan and Si Rong to order the decree. The matter must be thoroughly investigated tonight. Not only those from Nanmin should investigate, but also Dongyue and Nanzhao should be investigated.

"Si Rong, you lead the people of the Water Department to collect all the silver knife tails from all over the country, and then send people to Nanmin and Dongyue to harvest the silver knife tails, and at the same time release people to find someone who can lift the immortal flowers."

The immortal flower grows at the junction of East Vietnam and South Fujian. The silver knife tail grows with the immortal flower grows together, and it is also at the junction of East Vietnam and South Fujian. There are no other places. The amount of silver knife tail in the Southern Dynasty is not large, so you must go to the place of origin to harvest.

It was a foregone conclusion that the Southern Dynasty and the Southern Fujian soldiers faced each other.

She had to bring back Zhou Mohuai's life-saving grass before the war affected the tail of the Silver Knife.

After instructing Fengsi and Watersi, Wen Wenlan sat down beside Zhou Mohuai. She gently held Zhou Mohuai's hand, but it was still Wen. Zhou Mohuai had already fallen asleep and had no reaction. Zhou Mohuai's face was pale due to too much blood loss, but he did not look sick, but was like jade.

Wen Wenlan sat down for a while and left. Now is not the time to be immersed in grief, and there are still many things to be solved. Before leaving, she repeatedly reminded Lin Miao to take good care of Zhou Mohuai.

Wen Wenlan returned to the Ziguang Hall, and the main hall was in a mess, with traces of fighting and blood still there.

"How are you doing here? What's wrong with the people in the side hall?" Wen Wenlan called without saying a word and accompanied her around the Ziguang Hall. There was more than one blood on the ground, and more than one person was injured.

I don’t know how those ministers are doing. If they are also hit by the Immortal Flower, that would be bad.

"All the assassins have been arrested, Prince Nanmin and Wei Kunyu have been captured alive, and their hidden weapons have been collected." He reported to Wen Wenlan in a silence, "There are two ministers who were slightly injured and not serious. They were asked to see the imperial physician and returned home after seeing them. There are also problems with the people around Prince Dongyue..."

After confirming that there was nothing wrong, the ministers of the Southern Dynasties returned to their homes. Fengshi detained Dongyue and Nanzhao for protection and secretly investigated. In the end, Nanzhao was fine, but there was something wrong with Dongyue.

Zhang Yuanjin and Princess Wanshao were both sitting in the side hall. Wen Wenlan found that there was another person behind them, with his head hanging down and his face unable to be seen, but if he looked at his figure carefully, he looked familiar.

Wushu whispered a few words in Wen Lan's ear. Wen Lan's face darkened, and she rushed to the man with one step, reached out to pinch the man's chin and forced the man to raise his head. After seeing the man's face clearly, she sneered.

"Crown Prince of Dongyue, do you also want to give me a 'flavor gift'?" Wen Wenlan mocked Dongyue for having the same intention as Nanmin, "You don't plan to go back if you privately bring the imperial prisoner of the Southern Dynasty into the palace?"

He was very ruthless, Wen Wenlan was not joking. Even if she now treats Zhang Yuanjin and Princess Wanshao as hostages, the old emperor of Dongyue would not dare to say anything.

The cold eyes turned around Zhang Yuanjin's face, and Zhang Yuanjin's neck shrank, and cold sweat blew out.

Nan Min's reckless behavior not only brought himself in, but also destroyed his plan. Zhang Yuanjin was so angry that he was itchy, but he was now fish on the chopping board and was already in danger of protecting himself.

"Does Qin offend? I don't know." Zhang Yuanjin laughed awkwardly, "I offended the Southern Dynasty by accident. Please forgive me. I don't blame anyone who knows it. I'll give you back the person now. Some things are easy to discuss, right?"

It was she who left a gap for Zhang Yuanjin, which made him find an excuse.

Zhang Yuanjin's poisonous tongue and cheeky gentle Wenlan had long seen it. She glanced at Zhang Yuanjin's hatred face coldly. If it weren't for the interests of the Southern Dynasty, she would have sent someone to kill him now.

"Don't speak, I'll send someone to send His Highness Chongjia down to rest." Wen Wenlan's tone was very cold and hard, not like being angry or rebuked, but more of it was as disgusting as it was describing something, as difficult to speak, "Then let's have a good talk."

Wen Wenlan glanced at Zhang Yuanjin and thought about what he could find for the Southern Dynasty from him.

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