After waiting for Jiang Ci to leave, Mu Xue felt her head dizzy for a while.

"Princess, princess, how are you?"

As if sensing that something was wrong with Mu Xue, Fei Qi hurriedly stepped forward to help the person.

The person who fainted unconscious was the heaviest, and Fei Qi couldn't hold it at all.

Mu Xue only felt that her eyes were dark, and then her body flew up as if it was hanging in the air.

Another fell heavily, his head slammed down on the steps, and blood trickled out happily.

That's it, I don't want to wake up again.

This is what Mu Xue said to herself in her heart before she completely fainted.

Mu Xue completely fainted, and no matter how much Fei Qi shouted, there was no response.

The servants of this Fengluan Hall were afraid that they would make trouble on the wedding night like the previous concubines, so they hurriedly made a mess.

At this time, the hot water was prepared, the government doctor was invited, and some people were in a hurry to invite the prince, and they were busy exploding the pot.

In fact, there is no need for the people of this Fengluan Hall to report the fainting of the princess, Jiang Ci had already seen Mu Xue's weakness before, and he was afraid that he would have to take care of it for a while before he could recover.

The study is still brightly lit.

Seeing the two of them go away, he went back to the study again.

In the dark night sky, the sound of carrier pigeons flapping their wings gradually faded away.

He skillfully twisted open the second glazed vase on the shelf, and the sound of a mechanical hinge sounded, and a deep and narrow corridor appeared in front of him.

On the walls of the cramped corridor are two dark blue night pearls, which are used as candles for lighting.

The road was long and drowsy, and it took about a quarter of an hour to reach the end.

At the end of the room is a secret room with a super wide view, and the secret room is densely covered with golden threads.

This silk thread is the golden silk of the Western Regions, which is extremely sharp and can directly cut flesh and bones.

Not only that, but the floor tiles on the ground in this secret room also have tricks, and if you take a slight wrong step, you will trigger the mechanism inside, and if you can't dodge, you will be killed on the spot.

It's not to set up the mechanism with such painstaking efforts, not to prevent others from stealing some great treasures.

Instead, thousands of shelves were carved out of the walls of this secret room, and in each small hole of the shelves was placed a file, and each volume of the file recorded the ups and downs of the fate of every official in the court.

These records are even more detailed than those recorded in the palace.

Compared with the Imperial Palace, what he recorded here was more about the filth behind those officials, and it was the handle that made them surrender instantly.

Nangong Li was standing behind the desk at this moment, with a thin letter between his slender fingers.

His eyes were far and deep, and his side face was gloomy and indescribable under the light of the night pearl.

With one more hand, the letter, full of words, was swept up in tongues of fire, and in an instant only a puddle of ashes remained.

When Jiang Ci came over, Nangong Li was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed, and he was thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

"Lord Wang."

"Is she on her knees?"

"Princess, she didn't kneel."

It seemed that he had expected it a long time ago, Nangong Li was not surprised, but he opened his eyes and glanced at Jiang Ci, and his thin lips lightly opened: "Then let you scratch her face?" ”

"The princess is not cooperative."

Not surprising.

The woman was sharp-toothed and sharp-tongued, and she was a master who refused to suffer.

If a subordinate goes down to scratch her face, she will definitely not give in.

"Not cooperative?"

"Well, not only did you not cooperate, but you also said that you have a few questions, let your subordinates ask you."

Jiang Ci was hesitating in his heart at the moment, whether to tell the prince that Mu Xue was about to die.

Maybe the prince has compassion, and he won't force the princess so hard.

At this moment, he had such an idea not to speak for Mu Xue at all, but simply because he couldn't get used to Na Jiupei's behavior in the palace.

"Huh? Instead of worrying about her face being ruined, she still has questions to ask? ”

Nangong Li's tone contained some sarcasm, but he wanted to listen to what kind of amazing question this Mu Xue could ask himself.

"The princess asked her subordinates to ask the prince, how many slashes do you want to make on her face, how long and deep, and what is the thickness, and..."

"What else?"

He didn't like the people around him to babble, and there was a little more impatience in his questioning tone.

"She also said, let the question be more careful and clear, and then we don't have to do it, she will come by herself."

"Huh?"

He asked rhetorically, raising his voice.

"Did she really say that?"

Nangong Li was strange.

No one needs to say much about how important a face is to a woman.

Could it be that Mu Xue doesn't care about her appearance like this?

"Yes, but the princess was already very weak at the time, and these words are also angry words."

"Don't you like Jiupei?"

seemed to see through the thoughts in his heart at a glance, and this sentence was very sure.

"The subordinates don't dare."

Jiang Ci quickly knelt down.

"Then why do you want to speak for the princess?"

"The subordinates just see that the princess has suffered greatly, and the princess's life is afraid that she will have to be explained. And, my lord, didn't the palace say that there should be no more accidents? ”

When it came to the palace, an obscure light flashed in Nangong Li's eyes.

The voice was instantly indifferent as ten thousand years of ice: "Tomorrow, you go to the palace to reply, saying that the princess is unwell and can't go to the palace to greet the emperor for the time being." ”

"Yes, my subordinates will enter the palace early tomorrow morning, what about the princess?"

"This king went to see it in person, and saw that she dared to be so stubborn in front of this king."

Nangong Li didn't know who he was angry with, so after saying this, he proudly flicked his sleeve robe and left this secret room.

As soon as he stepped out of the door of the study, Fei Qi stumbled over.

"Lord, lord, go see the princess."

Nangong stood on the steps with his hands away, looked at Fei Qi condescendingly, and asked unhurriedly, "What's wrong with her?" ”

"The princess has fainted for a long time, and she has a high fever all over her body, and the house doctor said that the situation is not optimistic, my lord."

Hearing this, his feet had already descended the steps and walked slowly in the direction of the Fengluan Palace.

Fei Qi's heart breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, fortunately, this prince was still willing to raise his feet and go to the Fengluan Palace.

On the bed of the big red gauze tent, Mu Xue was dazed and unconscious, and a lot of cold sweat broke out all over her body, soaking her robe and broken hair, forming a messy web intertwined on her white neck.

The whole person seemed to be burned, as if it was on fire, and his forehead was hot and terrifying.

Not only is her forehead scary-hot.

Her knees were even more frighteningly swollen, and the doctor was medicating her knees at the moment, but it didn't seem to work at all.

On the contrary, it became more and more swollen, and the bruised skin was filled with blood, and the superficial skin was extremely fragile.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

"Hmm... It hurts,"

The woman on the bed muttered in pain....

Nangong was like a walking block of ice, staring at the woman in pain on the bed with extremely indifferent eyes.

"How's the princess?"

The palace doctor hurriedly knelt down: "The princess has a high fever, the situation is not optimistic, and her life is at stake." ”

"Heh, what a sick seedling, I can't stand such a toss."

Now Mu Xue is unconscious, if she hears this, she can't wait to pry open this prince's brain with a hammer.

Isn't that enough?

She still has the effect of the medicinal wine hanging her spirit, otherwise the situation is even worse than this.

"Lord Wang, this princess is weak and malnourished since she was a child, so it's not surprising what will happen. And this leg of the princess, this leg ...."

The government doctor was hesitant and didn't dare to say the following words.

"How's the leg? Healed? ”

"It's not that this leg can't be healed, but even if it is healed, it's only limited to normal walking, and it can't run and jump, let alone dance."

This doctor is old, and his movements are slow, and the slow person who speaks back is even more anxious.

"It's okay if it's not crippled."

Dropping such a sentence, he turned around and left, leaving only one sentence to take good care of the princess and leave.

In the palace where Nangong Li lived, he split a spacious room and set up a small medicine shop.

There are countless precious herbs collected in it, among which there is a priceless treasure Wansheng Pill, which is a life-saving elixir.

At this moment, he stood in front of the vine armor, but he did not hesitate to order: "Go and give her food, lest you let her die and damage the feng shui of my Fengluan Palace." ”

"Yes, my subordinates will go."

Jiang Ci took the white porcelain bottle containing Wansheng Dan in his hand, and asked with some uncertainty in his heart: "Lord Wang, this medicine is very rare. When you were ambushed by the prince and seriously injured, you didn't even want to eat it yourself, this ....."

"This king has the Jiuyang Divine Skill to protect the body, what does she have? Don't call her dead, go quickly. ”

"Yes, my subordinates will go."

Jiang retired, knowing that Mu Xue's illness couldn't wait, so he walked quickly to Fengluan Palace.

"Wait."

"What else does the prince command?"

"You give her something to eat quietly, don't let Jiu Pei know."

Jiang Ci was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly surrendered: "Yes, the subordinates will feed the princess while people are not paying attention." ”

"Well, there is also the fact that she is not allowed to know, lest that guy's heart swell after waking up, and he thinks that this king is reluctant to let her die."

I don't know what this means.

In fact, in the first half, Jiang Ci knew how to do it.

The latter sentence is reluctant to let her die, and it always feels abrupt.

"It's just that in this way, the princess doesn't know that this medicine is your gift, will she wake up and think that you are unkind to her?"

Hearing this, Nangong Li lowered his head and thought for a while.

"Well, this king doesn't need her gratitude."

Mu Xue had only been here for one night, and he had already spent two of the most valuable medicines in his medicine shop.

"Mu Xue, Mu Xue, if you come back to life and don't create some value for me, you will waste this king's Wansheng Pill and medicinal wine."

This is Nangong Li's heartfelt words.

His gaze at people has always been extremely accurate, and that Mu Xue looked weak and sharp-toothed, but he told the truth.

She said she was so strong.

Nangong Li believed her words in his heart.