Mu Yunge originally wanted to take Xiao Yi into the palace to see the saint, but what he didn't expect was that he saw a very small corpse spot on Lin Xuanqi's body in the early morning of the next day.

As soon as he saw the corpse spots on his body, Lin Xuanqian couldn't help but panic. It just so happened that Mu Yunge came over and saw the panic on his face at a glance.

"What's wrong?" Mu Yunge keenly sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly walked over and asked.

Before the words fell, a few pieces and a half crashed into Mu Yunge's field of vision. Mu Yunge hurriedly grabbed Lin Xuanqing's arm and said, "How did you get this?" Isn't it...... Is it the same as the holy one? ”

Lin Xuanqing didn't want to hide it from her, so she nodded.

Looking at this dramatic scene, Mu Yunge frowned and said, "This ...... This thing isn't contagious. ”

It just so happened that Zhang Ying came over, Mu Yunge didn't wait for Zhang Ying to speak, so he checked Zhang Ying up and down first, and asked, "A-Ying, do you feel any discomfort on your body?" ”

Zhang Ying shook his head and said, "It's the Holy One who is sick, what discomfort can I have?" ”

Mu Yunge glanced back at Lin Xuanqi and said, "Xuanqi also has the same spots on his body today as the saint, I think he seems to have been cursed." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Ying was surprised for a while, and hurriedly ran to Lin Xuanqi's side, wanting to see it clearly.

Lin Xuanqi smiled helplessly and rolled up her sleeves to show Zhang Ying. Tiny spots fall on the white jade-like arms, which are particularly conspicuous.

"If it was infected, it should have been me infected first, obviously I had more contact with the Holy One." Zhang Ying said, and began to look up and down at his skin.

But she woke up this morning feeling that everything was normal and that she shouldn't have any other symptoms.

As he was talking, Xiao Yi walked in, yawned and asked Mu Yunge, "Sister Yunge, when are we going to enter the palace?" I haven't woken up yet. ”

Looking at the spots on Lin Xuanqi's body, Mu Yunge hesitated for a moment and said, "Otherwise, you can show Xuanqi first, and if you can solve it, you will enter the palace." ”

If it is really infected, then Xiao Yi will have a greater chance of being infected if he enters the palace.

After all, that's where it comes from.

Xiao Yi nodded, walked over to Lin Xuanqing and took a closer look at the spots on his body, his brows furrowed more and more. After a while, he hesitated and said, "Actually, I don't think it's a curse. ”

As soon as these words came out, Mu Yunge was so shocked that he almost couldn't hold the cup: "It's not a curse?" ”

Then why does the Holy One say it is a curse? He has no reason to deceive Lin Xuanqi and Zhang Ying, and he doesn't need to hide it from Zhang Ying.

Or is it that the saint was also deceived by someone, thinking that this is a curse.

"If it were a curse, this spot wouldn't have appeared so quickly."

Xiao Yi said, stretching out two fingers to probe Lin Xuanyu's pulse: "Moreover, have you ever seen a curse that is contagious?" Or selective infection. ”

When Xiao Yi raised this point, Mu Yunge was like an empowerment and asked, "Xuanqi, when you went to the palace that day, did you touch anything on the saint?" ”

Lin Xuanqing thought for a while and said, "I touched the jade pillow of the saint, and then the saint saw that I was thirsty and allowed me to drink a cup of tea from him. ”

If there's a problem, it's one of these two things.

Because of the rest of the things, he and Zhang Ying have touched.

Xiao Yi moved his hand, his eyes were like Mu Yunge, and said, "Sister Yunge, I want to leave this to you." His veins didn't look like a Zhong Gu, more like poisoning. ”

If it is poisoning, Xiao Yi really has no ability to solve it.

Mu Yunge nodded and walked over to check Lin Xuanqi's pulse. After a while, he let go of his hand with a frown, and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

"It seems a little tricky." As he spoke, Mu Yunge sat down beside Lin Xuanqing, took out a silver needle and pierced Lin Xuanqing's finger, and took some blood from his fingertips.

"But why would the Holy One say that poisoning is a curse?"

Zhang Ying hesitated to ask a question, and said: "No matter how waste the imperial doctor in the palace is, it is not a wine bag and a rice bag, how can you not tell if it is poisoned." ”

And the palace has always been taboo about curses, even if there is no way to solve it, it will not throw the blame on the curse.

Mu Yunge shook her head, she was not a jack of all trades, how could she know what those people thought, thinking about her and asking, "Tell the Holy Lord that he is the cursed person, who is it?" ”

Her intuition told her that the man must not be the imperial doctor of the palace.

"That, Sister Yunge." Xiao Yi suddenly interjected: "Actually, I think that the poison on Brother Xuanqi should be solved first." ”

If you solve the poison of Lin Xuanyu, you can solve the poison of the saint.

As long as the Holy One is safe, everything will come to light one day.

Mu Yunge also knew that it should be like this, but she couldn't help but want to find the person who poisoned her, and then cut it with a thousand knives and then put it in the oil pot.

If she just poisoned the saint, her impulse would not be so strong, but when it came to Lin Xuanyu, it would be different.

If she dares to move Lin Xuanyu, she must let that person know how to write the word regret.

"Or else." Xiao Yi also saw Mu Yunge's thoughts, and suggested: "Give this poison to Master to solve, and Sister Yunge will do what you want to do." ”

The poison saint detoxification will naturally be very efficient, and this method is almost a foolproof solution.

Mu Yunge thought for a while and said, "Let's try my blood first if it can be detoxified, if not, I can't give it to Master." After speaking, Mu Yunge returned to his house with Lin Xuanqi's blood to see if his blood could be detoxified.

But sadly, the poison was not unraveled.

The Poison Saint had already been found in Lin Xuanyu's house by Xiao Yi, and looking at Mu Yunge who walked in with a dejected face, the Poison Saint knew that her blood had no effect.

"Leave it to me." The poison saint said, patting Mu Yunge's back comfortingly.

Worried that the poison in the blood would also infect others, Mu Yunge left Nanfu with the rest of the blood and went to the wilderness a few hundred meters away to dispose of the blood.

When he came back, the cat staggered to Mu Yunge's side, as if he wanted to ask for a hug. But Mu Yunge, who was thinking about Lin Xuanqing, could take care of the cat, and walked directly in front of Lin Xuanqing.

Lin Xuanqing, who was in this matter, had begun to lose breath, and her body softened into a puddle of water while lying on the couch.

Zhang Ying walked in with a clear porridge and almost tripped over the cat lying at the door. After driving away the cat with some displeasure, Zhang Ying handed the porridge to Mu Yunge.

Inside, everyone had something to do, and no one paid attention to the cat with their eyes full of them.

In the corner, the cat shrunk down and looked at the busy crowd, boredly licking the fur off its paws. A layer of fluff was licked off by it and scattered on the ground.