Mu Beirong's master was not an important member of the imperial court, but a man from the world who raised him since he was a child.
To Mu Beirong, he was more than his parents, rather than his parents.
Yao Shu naturally respected her elders.
She took the tea cup with both hands and bowed slightly to hand it to the old man sitting in the seat.
Gu Yan was about fifty years old, with an immortal spirit and flowing white hair.
He was also a legendary master.
Yao Shu was particularly curious.
Gu Yan took the tea cup and took a sip: "Since I am lucky enough to drink a cup of tea from the princess, I naturally also give it to the princess as a meeting gift."
As he spoke, he took out a piece of white jade from his sleeve and said, "This jade is nothing unusual, but it can also be used to protect the body and calm the mind.
It must be beneficial for the princess to carry it with her."
Yao Shu took it with both hands.
She didn't know much about jade, but as soon as she took it, she knew that this jade was good.
It was completely transparent, without any impurities, cool and moist, and its shape was like a half-moon, which was very beautiful.
"Thank you, Master."
Yao Shu followed Mu Beirong's call.
"Well, Beirong has become a family, so Master won't stay any longer.
I just hope that you two can get along well with each other, so I'm relieved."
Gu Yan stood up and was about to leave immediately, extremely cool and unrestrained.
"Don't you need to give it away?"
Yao Shu looked at Gu Yan's back.
"No need."
Mu Beirong smiled slightly and looked at the jade before saying: "The princess should keep this piece of jade close to her body.
It is best not to be seen by others."
"Why?"
Yao Shu spread her palms: "Could it be that this jade is not just for health care?"
Mu Beirong was slightly surprised by her astute thinking: "Its function is to nourish the body, but this jade also involves a treasure that many people covet.
It will be troublesome, so it is better to be careful."
"Ah" Yao Shu frowned: "It's so precious, why should you keep it for me?
I don't have the ability to keep it."
"Master gave it to you, of course there is a reason for it.
Princess, don't worry, I will protect the princess."
Mu Beirong stared straight at Yao Shu.
Yao Shu's heart skipped a beat and she put the jade away in confusion.
"Prince and Princess, please have breakfast."
Shan Ya came in from outside the hall, interrupting the delicate atmosphere.
Prince Rong's mansion is spacious and well-decorated, not extravagant but grand.
The mansion is also quiet.
The weather is quite cool now, so breakfast is served in the pavilion in the back garden.
"I didn't know what the princess' taste was, so I made some of various kinds."
Mu Beirong sat down with Yao Shu, with simple porridge and side dishes in front of him.
"I'm not picky about food."
Yao Shu smiled.
She didn't eat anything during the mission.
In the mountains and woods, she ate everything she could, except for chewing tree bark.
After a simple meal, Shan Ya brought a bowl of dark medicine.
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He frowned at the smell and said, "What kind of disease does the prince have?
Is it serious?"
Mu Beirong finished the drink in one gulp, his expression unchanged at all, as if what he had just drank was just a bowl of boiled water.
When Yao Shu asked, he spoke: "Since we are husband and wife, there is no need to be so polite.
If outsiders hear it, they will think it is strange." , Princess, you don’t mind if I call you Ah Shu.”
The prince is coming, the prince is going, so it’s not awkward for Yao Shu to shout: “Well, okay, then I’ll call you Beirong” Mu Beirong smiled: "Okay, since we are husband and wife, we should understand each other.
My body is not sick, but poisoned."
"Poison" Modern people obviously know very little about poison: "What poison?"
Mu Beirong's voice was still calm: "This kind of poison will slowly corrode the body, and the martial arts will gradually weaken.
In the end, it may be like a cripple.
As for what kind of poison, the palace doctor has no idea."
"I don't know any poisons."
Yao Shu frowned.
Ancient medical skills were indeed backward.
There were no instruments to examine the body.
Just relying on taking the pulse was naturally limited.
However, this poison was so unnatural that it made a general on the battlefield look like a useless person.
I'm afraid it would be worse than killing him.
Mu Beirong picked up the tea cup and sipped slightly, but his eyes narrowed.
Of course, the imperial doctor cannot diagnose the poison given by your good father.
Although it has nothing to do with Yao Shu, but unfortunately, only she can cure this poison at present.
Yao Shu said no more, because she knew too little, and her words showed her clumsiness: "Does this palace have a library?"
"You want to read a book?"
Mu Beirong raised an eyebrow.
"I have nothing to do, just watching to relieve my boredom."
Yao Shu chuckled.
"Well, Shanya, take the princess to the library."
Yao Shu dismissed the servant girl and started rummaging around.
At least she wanted to understand it first.
She found a thick history of the country and several biographies and started reading.
The place where she is now is called Nanjing Country, and the country is named Rongli.
It has a vast territory and dense population, good terrain, mild climate, and the people live in peace.
There is no doubt that it is a rich and powerful country.
However, the southern border is adjacent to the northern border.
The people in the northern border are rough and the army is strong.
The war with Rongli has been intermittent and has never stopped.
At this point, Yao Shu saw the deeds of Mu Beirong.
Mu Beirong, an orphan, joined the army at the age of fourteen.
At that time, the war between the two countries was in full swing.
Without any backing or any help, he fought for ten years, step by step.
Up to where we are today.
Because when he joined the army, he wore a mask on his face.
In the past ten years, his mask has become his symbol.
His mask was stained with countless blood, and it was golden and red, like the king of hell demanding life, making the enemy frightened.
Also known as General Ghost Li, his glorious deeds could not be finished for three days and three nights, with great military achievements and numerous achievements.
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He became the first king with a different surname in Rongli.
At this time, he was already famous in the southern border and his reputation was shocking in the northern border.
His martial arts skills were unfathomable and his future was limitless.
Although his appearance was damaged, there was still an endless stream of people who wanted to join him.
Absolutely, it was just that Makube Rong was in constant battle, so he put the marriage on hold.
But fate is a twist.
A year ago, Makubei Rong was plotted by spies from the Northern Territory at the border fortress.
His martial arts gradually faded and he could no longer fight the enemy.
The people who wanted to marry him before were still able to accept his appearance because of his overwhelming power. , and now they are all avoiding it, and the ending is disappointing.
This God of War, who was so glorious in the past, may never be able to go to the battlefield again.
His past bravery will slowly be forgotten, his overwhelming power will eventually fade into the past, and he will end up alone.
Yao Shu sighed softly, feeling pity in her heart.
The seniors and comrades in the army have dedicated half their lives to the country.
They have been exposed to hardships and pains through wind and rain, and dangers are commonplace.
But if they are injured, their bodies can no longer function.
She was so burdened that she could only retreat alone.
Those eyes of reluctance and pain were still fresh in her memory.
Yao Shu still finds it incredible that she actually traveled through time and became married to such a legendary man.
Looking back on that man's gentle temperament, she never imagined that he was an iron-blooded general who had been fighting for ten years.
In fact, if you think about it, that man is not bad.
What does it matter if he has a few scars?
What does it matter if he doesn’t know martial arts?
Think about modern men, don’t they all know it?
She could get along with him slowly and accept each other.
If there were no setbacks, it would be fine for her whole life.
Of course, what she disliked the most was the ancient system of three wives and four concubines.
However, Mu Bei Rong was both disfigured and Poisoned, I guess not many women will take the initiative to come to you.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ small theater Xiaobei smiled proudly: How do you know how powerful this king is?
Xiao Yao thoughtfully said: Fighting is very powerful, but it’s unlikely that the battle hurt any places that shouldn’t be hurt.
Xiao Bei Nu: You still mention this in two chapters in a row: