General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 728

Chapter 728: The Might of the Wuhu (2)

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Mei Ji didn’t have a good expression when she mentioned this person. “He’s just a defeated opponent of Teacher! Before Teacher came to the Western Jin, the number one strategist of the Eldest Prince’s residence was him. There’s no room for two tigers in one mountain. He couldn’t defeat Teacher and left. I heard that he recently joined Yuwen Xi.”

Su Xiaoxiao understood. Feng Xiaoran was Zhuge Qing’s sworn enemy. The herb would basically die in his hands.

Mei Ji muttered, “I don’t dare to do anything rash. I was afraid that he would recognize me and guess that Teacher wanted the herb. If that happened, he would definitely destroy the herb!”

Su Xiaoxiao paused. “I’ll think of a way.”

She went to the Princess’s Residence and saw Yuwen Xi in the study in the main courtyard.

“You’re saying that Feng Xiaoran has the herbs you want?”

“Yes.”

“Is it for treating Yi’er?”

“No.” Su Xiaoxiao shook her head. “It’s for another friend.”

Yuwen Xi had still been imprisoned in the residence for the past two days, but many soldiers had been withdrawn. The emperor’s attitude towards her had clearly loosened, so it was not difficult for her to leave the residence. It depended on whether she was willing to help Su Xiaoxiao.

“Alright, wait for me here.”

Yuwen Xi called Moxie and used his movement technique to leave the Princess’s Residence.

Feng Xiaoran lived outside the city. The two of them rode for more than two hours before arriving.

Feng Xiaoran was very surprised. He personally went out to welcome him and cupped his hands. “Your Highness!”

Yuwen Xi was wearing a black cloak. Her exquisite body exuded the charm of a mature woman in the night.

Feng Xiaoran lowered his eyes. “Come in and sit.”

“There’s no need,” Yuwen Xi said. “I came to ask you for something. I have to rush back after taking it.”

Feng Xiaoran was a little disappointed, but he still asked respectfully, “What do you want, Your Highness?”

Yuwen Xi said calmly, “A purple herb. You bought it from the Wei Nation’ merchant yesterday.”

Feng Xiaoran’s expression changed slightly. “Your Highness… why do you want that herb?”

Yuwen Xi said seriously, “To treat Yi’er.”

Feng Xiaoran smiled. “Your Highness, that herb is used to treat cold illnesses. The young royal prince has a fever. Which physician gave the young royal prince a prescription? I’m afraid he want the young royal prince’s life.”

Yuwen Xi was not a physician. She did not know this. She only thought that it would be more logical to use Yi’er as an excuse.

Feng Xiaoran looked at Yuwen Xi deeply. “Your Highness, that herb is actually not worth much. It’s useless to others, but it’s a life-saving spirit medicine to a person. Do you know who that person is?” Yuwen Xi looked at him curiously. Feng Xiaoran smiled gently. “Zhuge Qing.”

Yuwen Xi’s pupils constricted.

Feng Xiaoran sneered and said, “It’s fine. I’ve been secretly enduring Zhuge

Qing for so long. It’s time to prove that I’m stronger than him.”

The subordinate was at a loss. “I don’t understand. Could it be… that you gave her a fake herb?”

Feng Xiaoran dusted his wide sleeves. “The herb is real, but it was poisoned. If she doesn’t give the herb to Zhuge Qing, Zhuge Qing will definitely die. If she gives it to Zhuge Qing, Zhuge Qing will also not be able to escape the fate of being poisoned to death!”

Thinking of the scene of Zhuge Qing being poisoned to death, Feng Xiaoran was excited.

He would soon prove to the world that he was the smartest person in the world.

He returned to his room and took out the remaining half of the herb.

He was not lying. This medicinal herb was thriving. Half a stalk was already powerful enough. It was useful for him to keep it. After the alchemist gathered the rest of the herbs, he could refine a Great Nourishment Pill and offer it to the Western Jin Emperor.

He carefully placed the box away and got up to wash up.

The moon was dark and windy.

A parrot disguised as a black crow landed on the table.

Its small black wings fused with the night.

It swaggered to the box, puffed out its chest valiantly, pecked open the box with its beak, picked up the herb inside, and flew away!