Qu Fangge moved over and sat next to her: "Didn't you say that you wanted to enter the Falling Cloud Pavilion? I contacted you, and it said that I could take you there to meet."
Chu Yunluo was slightly taken aback.
In my mind, I unconsciously remembered what I overheard when I was in Zhaoyun Pavilion, and I couldn't help asking: "Do you know the princess?"
"Bai Yunxiao?"
Qu Fangge smiled: "I live in his house every day, do you think I don't know him?"
Chu Yunluo glared at him: "Don't be joking, I'm serious."
Qu Fangge also became restrained and said: "I don't know her, but I think she looks like our pavilion master's wife."
"Yeah?"
The Bai family only had two daughters, one was Bai Yunxiao, and the other was Gu Moxiao's biological mother, Bai Yunqing.
But Bai Yunqing is dead, there should be no woman in this world with a similar appearance to Bai Yunxiao.
"When are you free to come with me?"
Qu Fangge interrupted her thoughts.
"After a while"
"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, just today."
Before Chu Yunluo could react, Qu Fangge suddenly reached out and touched her acupuncture points, and took out a cloth to cover her eyes.
When Chu Yunluo saw the sun again, she was already deep in a huge room.
Her acupoints are still not unlocked, but she can speak normally.
There was no one in the room, only a bed, a table, and an incense burner.
Relying on his sensitivity to medicines, Chu Yunluo smelled that the spices in the incense burner were the same as those smoked by Gu Moxiao in the palace, and he couldn't help feeling a little strange for a moment.
I don't know what is the relationship between Bai Yunxiao and Jiangyun Pavilion?
"You are Chu Yunluo?"
A voice sounded behind him. The voice was so magnetic that it made people feel relaxed in body and mind.
"I am, may I ask you?"
The owner of that voice walked behind Chu Yunluo: "I am the Pavilion Master of Jiangyun Pavilion. I have been sending people to watch out for your whereabouts these days. You and Gu Moxiao seem to be very close."
Chu Yunluo said: "He and I are very good friends."
"Is he suffering from cold poison?"
Chu Yunluo was puzzled immediately, but quickly realized that if he and Bai Yunxiao were old acquaintances, it would not be surprising to know this, and said, "Yes."
"Did he use this spice for pain relief?"
Chu Yunluo nodded: "Yes, I have concocted many kinds of antidote for him in the past few years, but they were all unsuccessful. It can only temporarily suppress his cold poison."
"It's useless. You must find all the medicinal materials to refine the antidote. Both are indispensable."
When Chu Yunluo was wondering how he could be so clear about this kind of thing, he said again: "I have a taste of Leling Qinglu here, what do you have?"
"Lotus of the Western Regions."
Chu Yunluo had the illusion that he was exchanging news with the other party.
"Then, it's still short of butterfly powder."
The man walked up to Chu Yunluo and put a white porcelain bottle on her chest.
Only then did Chu Yunluo see the man's face.
What a handsome man. He was about forty years old, wearing a white brocade robe, his brows were somewhat stern and sinister, Chu Yunluo felt that his appearance was very similar to Gu Moxiao.
He lowered his head, and the dim candlelight hit his face, which further accentuated his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and his tall and handsome figure was rarely seen among men in the world.
"You don't need to explore the relationship between me and Gu Moxiao, as long as you cure his cold poison, Jiangyun Pavilion can agree to any of your requests." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com