Jiang Shuning walked outside the Fengqi Palace and came to a piece of land reclaimed on the right-hand side, with rows of green plants on it, like weeds.

Ning'er, who rolled up her sleeves, stepped on the satin shoes delicately embroidered with golden phoenixes, stepped on the dirt, and she bent down to look at the green plants in the soil.

If you look closely, you can tell that the plants in this land seem to be a little different.

Because they've just sprouted, they look pretty much the same.

Jiang Shuning checked the recent Spirit Fruit Vine and found that it was growing very well, and almost all of them could survive.

Lingguo Vine, which is the most important medicine guide for making antidotes, is very valuable, it was left to her by her mother, and it took her a long time of experience to find the right way to cultivate.

Looking at the ghost lotus and night hemp on the side, Jiang Shuning's eyes flashed with a different light.

These two herbs are the most important to her.

They are necessary for refining poison, Jiang Shuning stretched out his hand and put his fingertips on the buds that had just emerged from the ghost lotus, only to see that his fingers instantly smoked, which showed how powerful its toxicity was.

"Master!" Seeing this, the little finch hurriedly spoke.

Ignoring the etiquette in the palace, she flew in front of Jiang Shuning.

"Master! Why don't you touch it with your hands, this thing is very poisonous! ”

Xiao Qi'er took out a handkerchief and a small porcelain bottle from her arms, poured the potion in the bottle on the handkerchief, and then applied it to Jiang Shuning's hand.

The latter looked indifferent, her eyes were still staring at the ghost lotus and Ye Tianma, and the smile on the corner of her lips was very bright, which showed that they were very popular with her.

The little finch saw that she didn't look interested, although she was used to going, she still hated iron and steel.

"Master, if the old man knows that I can't take care of you, she will definitely be able to pick my skin! My good master, and I beg you, don't hurt yourself again in the future. ”

Jiang Shuning seemed to be attracted by her words, she took her eyes off the herbs, looked at Xiao Que and said, "Has there been any news from Vermilion Bird recently?" How is An'er outside the palace? ”

Hearing that the master mentioned the master, and asked the little marquis, Xiao Qi'er's face immediately became serious.

"The master has not sent news to the palace recently, it seems that the little marquis recently sent the master to the extreme north to find the snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains for Niman (little fox).

Although no one passed on the news, the slave maid also knew how chic and comfortable the little marquis had been recently. ”

Hearing that his younger brother was well, the smile on Jiang Shuning's face deepened.

Her father and mother had already left, and at first she thought she was going back to Chenjia Village, but later she realized that everything was just a pretext.

They had already left and were no longer here, and An'er had told her all this.

She and An'er both believe that one day, they will be reunited with their father and mother.

Father and mother left, and now her closest person is only Jiang Lan'an, her younger brother who is close to her blood.

He was her only concern.

Jiang Shuning suddenly raised his head and looked at the huge palace of Fengqi Palace, with blue bricks and green tiles, two eunuchs cleaning in the courtyard, and the palace maids hurriedly walking by.

She has been besieged in Fengqi Palace for a year.

A year is neither long nor short, and she always feels like a dream.

If...... If she hadn't given her body and son to Han Yongrui, she wouldn't have drawn the ground as a prison now, and would have encircled herself here.

"Master, what are you looking at?"

The sound of the little finch pulled Jiang Shuning's mind back.