Sweet Revenge

Chapter 635 The Polson King of Herbs

In the backyard, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the sun was shining brightly.

The old man was lying back on the bamboo wood and rattan chair, shaking leisurely and holding a small and exquisite purple clay pot in his hand, he leaned close to the mouth of the pot from time to time, and took a sip, feeling very comfortable.

He was wearing a pure white old man’s sweater, with straw woven slippers on his feet, but only one foot was well worn, and the other foot was barely sandwiched between two toes, hanging there, crossing his legs, dangling. As if it would fall down at any moment.

Who would have thought that this seemingly ordinary old man was Mr. Drake whom so many people wanted

to meet but couldn’t meet.

He squinted his eyes, enjoying it very much, and raised his eyelids from time to time to glance to the right.

It seemed careless, but it looked like he was always on tenterhooks.

On his right side was a large herb field, which was planted with his “heart and sweetheart”. Except for himself

and a full-time gardener, no one was allowed to step in.

At this moment, a woman in a cotton and linen gown and trousers was walking among them.

She didn’t seem to be very interested in the rare and exotic plants inside, she frowned as if she was looking for something, bent slightly, turned her head, and looked very carefully.

She didn’t don’t know if she had found what she was looking for, so she stretched out her hand towards a plant with long green leaves and small pale yellow stamens, before her fingers touched it, she heard the old

man exclaim.

“Oh, my heart~”

Standing up suddenly, he didn’t care about losing one of his slippers, and grabbed a slipper, jumping towards

her.

“Don’t touch it! Don’t touch it!” He said to the woman.

Hearing this voice, Silvia stopped and turned to look at him.

“Can’t I touch it?” She asked.

“You can’t touch it! You can’t touch it!” He said and waved his hands again and again, with a heartbroken look

on his face.

Slowly withdrawing her hand, Silvia didn’t intend to touch it at first, and watched the old man almost rushing towards her in a leisurely manner, standing in front of her panting, he first carefully looked at the herb in her head, and made sure it was not manhandled then he looked at Silvia again, her fingers were clean, and he

was relieved.

stronger

my old bones will be broken sooner

the shoulder, bent down, and became exhausted again. He started

saying

old and

he didn’t forget to turn

“Girl, you

the sun and

herb with his finger, and it

old man insisted on calling her back, then

held the cup in both hands, pursed her lips, and turned

man

you know what that is?” He

“Thunderwig!” Silvia said disapprovingly.

soon as he said this, slapped his

not to

thought about it and

you recognize it, why don’t you dare to touch it. Don’t you

asked Silvia.

buds of Tripterygium wisteria are highly poisonous,” Interrupting

you still touch it? you…” Blinking,

it on purpose!” He

Tripterygium wisteria. It is not

stamen.

from other plants, and even the

shaped like tea leaves, but who would

God’s Vine

not be clear about

subject-broken grass!

he finally tasted this tripterygium vine, and the medicine stone had no cure, so

was

mistake, you will have nausea, vomiting, and diarrhea,

the cardiovascular and

an exaggeration to say that it was the king

and improvement?” The old man replied. He thought this

it for a while.

you tried

Silvia replied. Shaking her

there is such

not be denied. After

from the experience of this old man who had been