Hege, who is still in Duancheng, shows no signs of improvement, but it doesn't seem to continue to deteriorate.

"What does the chief of medicine say? Will he be able to cure the poison? Xu Qingxia pushed the door in, and asked about Hege's current situation with a concerned face.

Zhong Hao, who was behind the desk, raised his head from a large pile of account books, and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Xu, you are recuperating in the house, leisurely, and don't ask about the world." This son has been busy in the house, on the counter, in the library, and full of work in Duancheng these days, why don't you ask me how it is, but ask the little girl first. ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Xu Qingxia has always known Zhong Hao's temper, and he has all his thoughts on his face, but now he can still laugh so calmly, and it is no big deal to think about it. But there is that person in the library, why did Zhong Hao go there in person?

Xu Qingxia smiled and took the tea cup in Xiao Tang's hand and blew the floating leaves on the water, and personally served it to Zhong Hao, "The weather is dry, the autumn wind is gradually rising, the eldest prince is working hard everywhere, this tea is what I instructed them to soak with the snow water stored in winter, you moisten your throat." ”

Zhong Hao smiled at the corner of his mouth, "This is okay." ”

Xu Qingxia also smiled with him, patiently waited for him to drink well, handed Juan Pa over, and then continued to ask: "What kind of poison is in the lotus song?" ”

Zhong Hao shook his head.

"The chief doctor can't cure this poison?"

"Well, this poison is very weird, the pulse is stable, everything is as usual, but people just don't wake up, and the heat can't go down. The chief doctor couldn't make up his mind, so he could only use the medicine at his discretion. ”

"Gongzi Ke seems to be quite knowledgeable about medicine, and he stays with Hege every day, he should always be able to help." Xu Qingxia felt strange, Zhong Hao didn't mention Ke from beginning to end, could it be that the bitter trick of Heming Mountain that night failed to make him shake Hege in the slightest, if a person can be so indifferent, I am afraid it will be difficult to get any benefits from cooperating with him.

Speaking of Heming Mountain, Xu Qingxia should have been full of confidence, and every step of the carefully planned game was consistent with expectations. If you want to get close to Ke, you have to bypass Zhong Hao. To do it quietly, the subject must choose a person who seems to be the furthest from the purpose. Hege is the best candidate.

This is actually a coincidence, that night on the day of Zhonghao's banquet in Heming Mountain, Xu Qingxia originally wanted to wait for Zhai Ke to come back alone to make a false appearance of a "chance encounter", but he accidentally discovered that he paid special attention to Hege. At that time, the eyes of this indifferent Ke Gongzi were faintly turbid fluctuations. The woman who could stir his heart, Xu Qingxia understood that it was a rare opportunity.

Approaching Hege, and even deliberately approaching her, Ke slowly notices her, and then throws her into danger. When placed on the line of life and death, people are the most fragile and will uncontrollably let their emotions vent. In this way, the two of them will inevitably maintain a closer relationship, and they can also naturally enter Ke's side through this relationship and the life-saving grace of helping. That night in the forest, he hid in the shadows, and obviously saw Ke Fen risking himself to cover the lotus song, resisting the attack of wild beasts for her, and taking her to find the candle of forgetfulness, which was clearly a look of love. In the Duancheng Library, didn't Ke look at the white hosta with a moment of displeasure?

All kinds of signs show that the existence of Hege is no longer ordinary for Ke, but why does he not seem to care much about her life now that her life is hanging by a thread?

"Ke," Zhong Hao folded Xu Qingxia's juanpa carefully, put it into his cuffs, and said slowly: "He has been upset recently, and he went up the mountain to participate in Zen, saying that he was praying for that girl." He had never cared about others, probably because he thought the city was noisy, so he hid out. ”

Zen? Xu Qingxia didn't believe it at all.

If you want to talk about the reason, he should have gone up the mountain to avoid the caravan from the north that had arrived in Duancheng in recent days, Xu Qingxia stepped on both black and white, and the news has always been well-informed. King Merlan is seriously ill, the situation in the court of King Merlan has been very turbulent, and there are often riots on the border, so it is indeed strange that such a large-scale caravan suddenly came at the most unsuitable moment for trade. And at this time, He Ge was suddenly poisoned and didn't wake up, is it too much of a coincidence.

Regardless of the reason, from this time until He Ge woke up, he could no longer use this as a reason to have any contact with him.

"Fortunately, the chief doctor said that the girl didn't seem to be poisoned much, and it didn't hurt her organs, so she can still be diagnosed and treated slowly, so you don't need to worry too much." Zhong Hao picked up an account book and was about to open it, then raised his head and asked, "Qingxia, how is your injury?" It's time to take your medicine. ”

"This kind of quiet recuperation will naturally be faster." Xu Qingxia smiled, walked to Zhong Hao's side, rolled up his sleeves and grinded, "Do you have to finish reading all of this today?" ”

Zhong Hao stretched his waist, supported his head with his hand, and tilted his head to look at Xu Qingxia, "The day after tomorrow is the clan meeting, a group of old antiques, you can't make more preparations." He looked Xu Qingxia up and down again, and said with a smile: "That's fine, I won't be too bored if you are here, and I will let them send your medicine here in a while, and I will watch you drink it." ”

Xu Qingxia shook his head with a smile, stuffed the thickest account book into Zhong Hao's hand, turned his face and grinded it seriously without speaking. Zhong Hao looked at the thick book, so he had to swallow his saliva and ordered the small hall to serve ginseng soup.