At this moment, the largest restaurant in Chaodu City.

Feng Jiuqing was dressed in women's clothing and was sitting in the wing upstairs, eating food and drinking wine while wondering if Nangong Qi was suspicious.

After coming out of Xiaoxiang Tower, she didn't go back to Yuelaixiang. Instead, she went directly to a clothing store, bought women's clothes, found an empty place to change into, and then went to the restaurant.

She was extremely lucky that there were no cameras in this era. If she wanted to find traces, she could only rely on witnesses.

"Guest sir!"

The waiter opened the door and walked in. He put the dishes on the tray and a bottle of wine on the table and said.

"Princess Chen set herself on fire. The boss was grateful that God has eyes, so he specially presented a plate of side dishes and a jug of good wine to the girl."

"Who are you talking about?"

Feng Jiuqing was suddenly startled and looked up at the waiter.

"Princess Chen!" the waiter said, thinking that Feng Jiuqing might be an outsider and didn't know who Princess Chen was, so he said.

"This Princess Chen is a vixen that is rare to see in a hundred years. She is a witch from the Western Regions. She has been hiding in my Dayan for two years just to find out the news about my Dayan."

Feng Jiuqing: "..."

"In this war with the Western Regions, if it hadn't been for this witch, how could King Sheng have been poisoned, and how could our 50,000 soldiers of Dayan have died in the Western Regions."

"I just don't want to. Prince Sheng would rather anger the emperor than save her life, even if he suffers sixty lashes. But now it's better, the witch will find her way!"

After the waiter left, Feng Jiuqing didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

In the past few days, on the first day, she stayed in the gambling house, and the other people stayed in Xiaoxiang Tower, without taking a step out of Xiaoxiang Tower. Little did they know that she had set fire to herself?

Little did they know that in order to protect her, Nangong Ling actually angered the emperor and received sixty lashes.

But why?

Coming out of the restaurant...

The noisy streets actually made her feel a little lonely, and her heart throbbed inexplicably.

Feng Jiuqing covered her chest, shook her head, and stepped forward.

It's not that Feng Jiuqing doesn't want to leave here, but there are things that haven't been completed yet.

She had promised Xiao Huzi that he would cure his mother's illness, and she would never break her promise.

After waiting for so long, Tian Nan Gong Ling showed no signs of looking for her, but she did not relax.

After putting on a disguise, he searched around the capital for the address of Xiao Huzi's home.

It's not difficult to find someone here, nor is it easy to find someone.

You must find the right place and ask the right person. Xiao Huzi's family is poor, so naturally he will not live in that kind of tile-roofed house.

After running around all morning, Feng Jiuqing stood under a locust tree and took a sip of water. Only then did her thirst gradually subside.

She didn't know how many people she asked before she found this place.

There is a narrow path in front of the locust tree, where only one person can stand.

Feng Jiuqing raised her feet and walked forward, but was grabbed by her sleeve.

"Girl, please don't go in. I think you are of the right age and cannot die here."

The speaker was an old woman, leaning on a cane and bending over.

"What do you mean?" Feng Jiuqing asked in confusion.

The old woman sighed and sat on the stone pillar nearby. "Even if her son goes to join the army, he is not willing to take care of her because he has that strange disease."

"What disease?"

Feng Jiuqing didn't care whether Xiao Huzi's words at that time were lies or the truth. Since she had promised, she would definitely do it.

"I coughed up blood when I heard it. I'm afraid it's malaria and I'm not going to die soon..."

Feng Jiu listened and couldn't figure out the reason, so she raised her feet and walked in.

The old woman moved slowly and had no time to catch her. She looked at her back and shook her head before going home and locking the door.

The yard was not big, and a musty smell wafted in the air, and the straw covering the roof seemed to have been blown to the ground by the wind.

Feng Jiuqing frowned. In such an environment, even a common cold wouldn't be cured.

Before he even got close, a hysterical coughing sound could be heard in the room.

Just listening to the voice, Feng Jiuqing felt measured.

The house was in a mess, and there was an unpleasant smell.

"Who are you?" The woman lying on the bed had a hoarse voice and lack of energy and blood.

Perhaps because Feng Jiuqing was good-looking, she came over and held her wrist, and the little tiger girl didn't struggle at all.

Feng Jiuqing's expression changed, and her condition seemed indeed not simple.

"You have tuberculosis." Feng Jiuqing stood up and looked at her intently.

The little tiger girl grinned at the corners of her dry and cracked lips, "I know, I'm going to die soon. I've heard it many times."

"Do you think so too? Little Huzi joined the army just to abandon you."

"Do you know my son? Where is he now? Why didn't he come with you? I've never thought about it like this. If you let him come out to see me, it's too late for a mother to feel sorry for her own child!"

The little tiger girl suddenly became very strong and full of energy.

Feng Jiu's words came to her lips, but she could only swallow them back.

"He has something to do and asked me to come back and see you."

If she was told that Xiao Huzi was dead, even if Feng Jiuqing wanted to save her, it would be in vain if she had no consciousness of survival.

"You have a good rest and eat more good food on weekdays, and your illness will naturally get better."

After Feng Jiuqing finished speaking, she took out a dozen taels of silver from her purse and placed it on the table beside her.

The little tiger girl was stunned for a moment, and was about to say she couldn't have it, but Feng Jiuqing had already left.

She lowered her head and thought. In this era, it is not easy to cure tuberculosis, and it is even more difficult to cure it because it requires penicillin.

But there was no trace of sadness on Feng Jiuqing's face. Instead, she was calculating something.

Fortunately, she didn't take out all the money just now, otherwise she wouldn't have the money to cultivate penicillin.

Penicillin is extracted from Penicillium, and the main extract is something like corn.

She bought all the corn on the market. Different types of corn will naturally produce different molds.

During the past few days when she was seriously cultivating penicillin, she ignored what was going on outside the window.

Until this day, when she was wondering whether there was any difference between fresh corn and dried corn, she heard the women in the market discussing it.

"From what I can see, this Princess Sheng is not happy even if she dies. She must have done something to cause the princess and Miss Wanyu to be poisoned!"

"Yes, Prince Sheng's Mansion has not had a good day since he came back, and it's all because of this witch!"

"The emperor already knows about Nangong Yue's poisoning. The governor of Dali Temple can definitely find out who the murderer is."

"A few days ago, King Sheng recruited extraordinary people and even sent people to Yaowang Valley just to detoxify."

Feng Jiu listened clearly and her brows couldn't help but beat.

Forget it, just scold her, anyway, in their eyes, Princess Sheng is already dead, what does it have to do with her, Feng Jiuqing.

But Nangong Yue and Wiaoyu are both poisoned, what's going on?

Feng Jiuqing returned to her nearest residence along the original route, her mind in confusion.

No wonder he escaped for so long and deliberately left no trace but Nangong Ling didn't come looking for him. It turned out that Xiao Bailian was poisoned and he must not have cared about him.

But that's fine, she's happy with it.

But then I thought of Nangong Yue, who called her sister-in-law with a smile on her innocent little face.

Feng Jiuqing was reassured, maybe the poisoning of the two of them was done intentionally.

But she couldn't figure out who in Prince Sheng's palace wanted to harm these two people.

Wan Yu died after being poisoned, but Nangong Yue... was the first person who had no defense against Feng Jiuqing after all the time he had traveled through time.
Chapter completed!