Song Zhao knew the strange temper of the Medicine King, so he decided to go to Lingyun Villa in person.

When she went out, she didn't tell her family, and walked quietly through the back door alone.

There was a pure black horse parked at the back door, and Si Yu, wearing a black cloak, rode on the horse's back, which was Lang Yan's unique posture.

The summer rain is about to stop.

The boy had been waiting for a long time, his eyebrows and eyes were soaked in moistness, as if covered with mist, and his handsome appearance seemed unfathomable.

"The road to Lingyun Villa is rugged, I'll send you there."

Si Yu lowered his eyes, and a strand of black hair on his forehead was knocked down, his eyes were filled with indistinct emotions, and his dark silence.

He stretched out his hand to Song Zhao, "Give me your hand."

Song Zhao's movements were faster than his brain and handed his hand on it.

Si Yu held it and pulled it slightly.

The off-white skirt whirled out ripples, and the girl fell steadily into his arms.

Si Yu held the reins with one hand and wrapped Song Zhao into his cloak with the other.

When I spoke, my chest was slightly vibrating, with heat. "I couldn't help you three years ago, so I asked you to walk this road alone."

He lowered his eyes and looked at her, and the eyes of Taohua seemed to be full of light, "Is it okay for brother to accompany you now?"

Song Zhao's calm heart suddenly seemed to miss a beat.

She thought she had forgotten it, but suddenly she remembered clearly in her mind the scene of her walking alone at that time.

That feeling of loneliness and wandering has been entangled with her for several years.

At this moment, with the words of the powerful ministers, I suddenly realized it.

After a pause, she said sincerely, "Fourth Brother, you are so nice."

Suddenly I regretted the intention of assassinating him.

Such a good brother.

In the future, you must treat him twice as well and compensate him.

*

An hour later, the horse arrived at the foot of Lingyun Villa.

The Medicine King had long been instructed by the sect leader and sent a servant to lead Song Zhao into the villa.

The Medicine King still refines medicine in the pharmacy he set up.

When Song Zhao and the others entered, the Medicine King shook his palm-leaf fan and stirred the fire at the refining furnace, and laughed without raising his head, "Little girl, don't be fine."

The Medicine King is not old, looks in his forties, wearing a white robe, and has a handsome face. It is not difficult to see that he must have been elegant when he was young.

Song Zhaozhili stepped forward and greeted her, "Good the King of Medicine."

The Medicine King looked at her and slowly shook the palm-leaf fan, "I know the purpose of you looking for me, but you also know that I never do meaningless things. If you ask me to do things, you have to give you corresponding rewards."

Si Yu said in a deep voice, "What do you want? This governor will fulfill you."

The Medicine King glanced at Si Yu and said disgusted, "You have too much karma. If you make a deal with you, you will have a life-long life."

Si Yu couldn't understand this, but Song Zhao had to care.

She knew that powerful ministers destroyed the country in their previous lives, and killed so many people, so they naturally bear karma.

But how could the King of Medicine be...

As if he knew Song Zhao’s doubts, the Medicine King smiled mysteriously, “I was once the closed disciple of the first generation of Xuanmen sect leader. I can see the appearance from the bones, know astronomy and geography from the bottom.

When you asked me for medicine three years ago, I saw through the secrets of heaven and learned that you were a lonely body for a hundred years and were the most suitable for trying my medicine."

Song Zhao frowned.

So in the last life, the Medicine King already knew her ending.

"Little girl, do you know why I am coming back?" The Medicine King stood up, his tone unpredictable, "The sky phenomena show that the star that has been lonely for a hundred years has returned to its position, so I am very curious about you. If you are willing to worship me as your teacher and walk with me, I will agree to any request you."

"no!"

Si Yu was the first to object, and took out the long sword from his waist, with narrow eyes cold, "Do you dare to steal the Governor's people, believe it or not, I will kill you."
Chapter completed!