"Doctor Yang, how is she?" Bo Zeyu changed into civilian clothes, his long hair was simply tied up over the waist, and after Changting returned, he sent someone to send Chen Xingrui back to the Prince's Mansion, while Mu Xiaoxiao followed him back to the palace, and he decided to keep her by his side no matter how difficult it was. Xu Shengyu was sent to the palace confinement room to be strictly guarded, and Bo Zeyu planned to interrogate Mu Xiaoxiao after he got better.

As for Chen Xingrui, she is hard-hearted, what she doesn't want to say, it's useless for anyone to force her, and another point is that Mu Xiaoxiao regards her as her own sister, how can Bo Zeyu bear to be too strict with her.

Tonight's night was as dark as his deep pain.

After a rigorous diagnosis, Imperial Physician Yang seemed to have a bad complexion, and he prescribed a prescription. Crumple and throw in the trash. I opened another one. It's still not right to think about it. Bo Zeyu, who was still guarding Mu Xiaoxiao, heard the movement and ran to the hall.

I happened to see that he was trying to prescribe a prescription, so he stepped forward to ask.

When Imperial Physician Yang saw that the prince was coming, he respectfully greeted him, "Return to the prince's words." The princess's pulse was very confused, and I had never seen it in my decades of medical practice. ”

Reminded by him, Bo Zeyu also thought of Mu Xiaoxiao's strange behavior before. The amber eyes were bottomless: "I gave her the Ice Silkworm Jade Condensation Pill before, but the healing time of her wounds is getting slower and slower. "The Jade Condensation Pill is a great tonic, a treasure in the palace, and it is not available to ordinary people. Ordinary people take a pill to get rid of any injury, and after Mu Xiaoxiao fell into a coma, Bo Zeyu gave her most of the bottle but it didn't work.

"Oh?" Imperial Physician Yang also heard about it for the first time, and opened his mouth wide in surprise, "There are such things." He put down the pen and ran to the back room to check Mu Xiaoxiao's pulse, but his pulse was still chaotic. But after all, he is the best doctor in the country, and combined with what the prince said, he also has a little understanding of Mu Xiaoxiao's symptoms.

His eyes were closed, and they opened suddenly. Whitebeard followed the conversation, fast and slow, undulating: "There is indeed a miasma in the princess's body that cannot be dissolved. "The Jade Condensation Pill is a hundred-year-old holy medicine, and according to reason, it is only good for people, and there is no harm, unless it is like the prince before, nothing will happen when it is drunk or embedded in the body. He withdrew his hand, owed Bo Zeyu, slowly stretched out his hands, and asked respectfully, "Can you show me the jade condensation pill that the prince holds." ”

Bo Zeyu frowned, he really didn't have the habit of throwing things around, and it stands to reason that the used medicine jar should be stored well. But he was injured before, and when Mu Xiaoxiao helped him find the Jade Ning Pill, he found that the bottle was empty, so he threw the bottle containing the medicine in a fit of anger, and he didn't pay attention to it afterwards.

"I threw it." Bo Zeyu took the responsibility for Mu Xiaoxiao, and heard the clue from Imperial Doctor Yang's words, and put his hands around his chest: "You suspect that someone has poisoned my medicine." ”

Imperial Physician Yang was impressed by the prince's keen observation, and clenched his fists with both hands, "Exactly, Wei Chen can't think of any other possibilities besides this." Maybe the crown prince can still remember when the princess started taking medicine and didn't go well? ”

When? His question really made Bo Zeyu distressed. He paced the room with his hands behind his back. Suddenly stopped, a pair of eyes were colder than ice, and a bewitching figure appeared in his mind, covering his face with a feather fan, a red coat covering his body, and a bunched waist. Revealing a snow-white neck, he bent his waist and walked down in slight steps, twisting like a green snake. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Ruo Qianli! ”

The failure of the medicine was all after he came out of a gambling house, Mu Xiaoxiao was injured by the cold of Hongyuan, and he was in a hurry to treat Mu Xiaoxiao's injuries at that time, giving Ruo Qianli the opportunity to poison.

Also, An Zhenghao said that if Qianli has studied medicine, he is the best doctor in Zhangzhou.

All of them seem to be working out.

"Imperial Doctor Yang, there is a way to solve the poison in the princess's body." Bo Zeyu's eyes were like torches, and he couldn't help refusing.

Facing his threatening eyes, Imperial Physician Yang still told him frankly: "The ministers are sparse and shallow. ”

Indeed, no one in the world can do anything about it, except those who poison it. The preparation of jade condensation pills is time-consuming and costly, and few people know how to make them, and it is not something that ordinary poisons can erode them. The person who poisoned him could accurately use the medicine that the Jade Condensation Pill could not eliminate, and her ability might be above him.

Bo Zeyu raised his eyebrows, waved his big hand, grabbed Imperial Doctor Yang's shoulder, and with a slight force, he was sweating profusely, "You are the best doctor in the capital, how can you not do it?" His hand around Imperial Physician Yang's neck was full of threat, and he added a pair of frozen eyes.

Imperial Physician Yang had to bow his head, "Back to the prince, Weichen can only temporarily suppress the toxicity, if you really want to interpret it." He paused and bent down lower, "The bell must be tied to the bell." He could see that the prince really had the right intention to kill him, and he was so frightened that his legs trembled in fright.

On weekdays, he always relied on himself to be the first doctor in the capital, and Emperor Bo Zhao thought that he was a talented person and forbeared. This prince is good, he is not polite to him at all, and he also kills him.

"So, you have to find her." Bo Zeyu lowered his voice, obviously angry. His hand gripping Imperial Physician's shoulder loosened little by little.

Imperial Doctor Yang, who escaped, knelt on the ground, and his former arrogance disappeared: "Prince! Weichen has another thing to report. "Brush your sleeves and wipe away the sweat.

"Say!" Bo Zeyu walked calmly, lifted the hem of his clothes, sat majestically on the edge of the bed, and put Mu Xiaoxiao's exposed hand back into the quilt.

Imperial Doctor Yang was only submissive, he didn't want to say it. But the crown prince seems to attach great importance to the princess, and he doesn't want the prince to pick up a layer of skin on him for the sake of the jade condensing pill, so he can only lead the matter back to the princess for the sake of the future, "According to Weichen's opinion, there is still a poison in the princess's body." ”

Bo Zeyu's eyes were sharp, he looked at Mu Xiaoxiao's injured right hand through the quilt, and glanced at Imperial Doctor Yang who was kneeling on the ground, "It has something to do with the injury on her wrist." ”

"The prince is wise." Imperial Physician Yang spared no effort to protect himself, "Although the other poison in the princess's body has been almost resolved, there are still symptoms of Hehuan San in the blood of the forehead. Mu Xiaoxiao's heart was still beating rapidly, and her face was red, proving that the residual poison had not been cleared.

"I see." Bo Zeyu replied lightly, as if he knew it in his heart. In fact, the first time he saw her, he knew that she had been poisoned, and he guessed that it was something like that. But when I heard it with my own ears, I was still a little unhappy in my heart.

"Fortunately, the rescue was timely, and the princess opened her wrist to let the blood flow away to avoid this difficulty." Doctor Yang said it all.

Bo Zeyu seemed to hear it, but he didn't seem to hear it. looked at Mu Xiaoxiao with straight eyes, and did not move for half a minute. After a long time, he stretched out his hand to brush away the broken hair on her forehead, and her voice was low, like the erhu sound of a suffering person on the street, "Give her some medicine for drug rehabilitation." Then he sent a maid with quick hands and feet to give her wrist medicine. ”

He easily took out a large handful of gold sore medicine from Mu Xiaoxiao's arms.

"Wechen obeys." Imperial Physician Yang left as if fleeing.

There were only two of them left in the room.

Bo Zeyu heard the sound of the door closing, his fingers trembled, and he took Mu Xiaoxiao's hand and held her in his arms, just like usual.

He never knew to be afraid, and he had no superfluous feelings. Because with care, people become weak.

He has always thought so, and he has done this, breaking off love and not giving others a chance to hurt him.

A pair of desireless eyes looked into the distance, holding Mu Xiaoxiao's hand and tightening it continuously, he felt a warm current fill his heart.

The expressionless face finally revealed a helpless smile.

Mu Xiaoxiao finally became his weakness.

Achilles heel.

If anyone takes her away and asks him to exchange it for the world, why not?

When he mistook it, he said a generous "Adult? ”

Get along with each other, and give birth to the "prince." ”

When he was wronged, a pair of big eyes widened, as if he was angry with him, and as if he was showing friendship with him, and shouted sullenly, "Prince." ”

When she covered up her identity, she called him quirkily, "King." ”

After acquainting and admiring, the more intimate "Zeyu." ”

She was so noisy, she said a lot of nonsense in his ear every day. He was inexplicably accustomed to it.

Emperor Bo Zhao once said to him that Zeyu people will have weaknesses if they are alive. You think you're invulnerable, but it's just not time.

But what my father said was not right, and the truth he had always believed was also wrong.

Love does not make people weak, and it is precisely because of the person to protect that he will be stronger.

When Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't see it, Bo Zeyu always looked at her with gentle eyes, and after looking at her for a long time, there was more shame in her eyes.

He hugged the sleeping woman in his arms tightly and murmured, "Xiaoxiao, you must forgive me." ”

He held this position until dawn.

As soon as he felt sleepy, Mu Xiaoxiao's fingers trembled slightly, and a light sigh came out of his throat.

Bo Zeyu turned sideways and lay her flat on the bed, holding her palm, and called softly, "Xiaoxiao, wake up." ”

That glance poured into the room like morning light, and the whole world brightened.

"Prince?" As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw him standing by my side and pulled a smile at him. With her hands, her strength returned, and her face slowly turned bloody.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at the room furnishings and the decoration in the room, which she was not familiar with at all, and got up from the bed vigilantly, looking around restlessly with a pair of big eyes. Grabbing Bo Zeyu's sleeve and asking, "Where is this?" ”

"The Imperial Palace." Bo Zeyu replied calmly, and wiped the sweat from her forehead for her, and the hand that wiped the sweat had no direction, so he shifted to the right and pinched her face hard.

Mu Xiaoxiao screamed in pain and slapped his hand away. "It hurts!" The big eyes were full of blame, Bo Zeyu glared back without showing weakness, and it didn't take long for Mu Xiaoxiao to be defeated, and asked sullenly, "Why did you bring me here?" ”

Bo Zeyu pulled her injured wrist and reminded her. "You're hurt."

"Oh." Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes were fixed on the hand he was pulling on, clearly why the familiar feeling was so unfamiliar.

"Is it a delusion?" She always felt that the prince was so gentle. Looking up at his amber pupils, it was a tenderness she had never seen before