"Uncle-" Ling'er and Lan'er shouted in horror and flew to hug Han Fei.

A guard outside the door heard the abnormality, pushed the door in, and exclaimed, "Lord Qincha......"

Ling'er was already an angry female tiger at this time, and shouted at the guards: "Lord Qincha has been poisoned, immediately surround the post station, and detain the post minister and everyone in the post station!" ”

Han Fei is the minister of the Qin Mission, and the celebrity in front of the emperor was poisoned, what a big deal? The guards didn't care about Ling'er giving orders without authorization, and immediately rushed out of the door to send orders to block the post station and arrest people.

Ling'er took out the golden needle from her arms and quickly pierced it into the acupuncture points around Han Fei's heart to protect the heart and prevent the toxin from attacking the heart. Then he Lan'er helped Han Fei to the bed and lay down, took out a special antidote pill made by Han Fu, and waited for Han Fei to swallow it.

Time passed second by second, Han Fu's special antidote pill had no effect, and dark spots had already sprung up on Han Fei's face, which showed how powerful the poison in the wine was?

"Miss Ling'er, how is this good?" Lan'er was completely panicked and panicked.

Ling'er's mind is much more stable, he has calmed down at this time, and said in a deep voice: "The poison in the uncle is a rare poison, I'm afraid it needs a specific antidote, this wine and food was sent in by the postmaster, he can't get rid of it, you take care of the uncle here, I'll interrogate the postmaster!" ”

"Miss Ling'er, wait a moment!" Lan'er stopped Ling'er and said, "Miss Ling'er, I'll go out and send a message and come back!" ”

Ling'er knew that Lan'er had another secret, nodded and said, "You go, in order to gain time for rescue, you will also describe the situation after your uncle was poisoned!" ”

After Lan'er left, Ling'er used a golden needle to test the residual wine in the jug, hoping to find a way to detoxify, but she couldn't think of what kind of toxin it was. If you can't find the root cause of the toxin, how can you find the right medicine?

"Miss Ling'er......" The guard leader hurriedly walked into the room, glanced at Han Fei on the bed, and asked anxiously, "How is Lord Qincha?" ”

"Adults are poisoned and unconscious, this toxin is too rare, and the slave has not yet found a way to detoxify......"

If Han Fei is poisoned, the guard leader will never be able to escape, and after returning to Beijing, don't think about the credit, I am afraid that he will be imprisoned. After listening to Ling'er's words, the guard leader looked even more nervous, and said anxiously: "Miss Ling'er, this place is not far from Kaifeng Mansion, did you notify the prefect of Kaifeng Mansion to bring a famous doctor to rescue you overnight?" ”

"Just arrange this matter for adults, the poison in the uncle is peculiar, and the Lang Zhong who invites him must be proficient in poison!" Ling'er saw that the guard leader turned around to go out, and hurriedly said, "My lord, are the postmen and the people in the post station taken care of?" ”

"Oh, the official was about to talk about this, and he almost forgot that the guards had sealed off the post station, and the people inside were also taken care of, but the post minister was already dead!"

"The postman is dead? How did he die? ”

"Look at the situation, he committed suicide by taking poison!"

"Uncle's poison must be ordered by the postmaster, the lord sent someone to take care of the uncle, and the slave went to the postmaster's room to search to see if the antidote could be found!"

The minister was poisoned on the way back to Beijing, which was definitely an earth-shattering event, and the prefect of Kaifeng Prefecture personally led the famous doctors in the city to the post station, but the doctors were helpless against the poison.

Time passed slowly, Han Fei took a lot of antidotes, but not only did his condition not improve, but there was a tendency to continue to deteriorate, and the famous doctor from the city had already made a diagnosis of what would happen in the future. Ling'er almost went crazy, Lan'er was also wooden, if Han Fei unfortunately died, they had already made up their minds to be loyal to the death.

The candles in the room were dim, Ling'er and Lan'er drove all the outsiders out and sat at the head of the bed to accompany Han Fei. They have made a decision to die, but their hearts are calm.

"Who?"

Ling'er felt that someone had entered the room, turned around sharply, and saw a woman dressed in black and masked in a black scarf, walking slowly into the room. She was shocked, there were many guards outside, and her own skills were not weak, and when this woman entered the door, she realized that this woman's skills were extremely high, at least on par with her.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? ”

The masked woman glanced at the stunned Lan'er, and said to Ling'er, who was on guard, "You are Ling'er, right?" Kung Fu is good, loyal to the Lord, good, not in vain your uncle's trust in you! ”

Ling'er was stunned, this woman seemed to know her? However, she could see that the woman had no ill will. But she didn't dare to let go of the bed easily, she was still on guard, and asked, "Who is Venerable and what is the purpose?" ”

"It doesn't matter who the old man is, the important thing is to save your uncle, get out of the way, don't waste time!"

"You ......"

Lan'er suddenly grabbed Ling'er's arm and said hurriedly: "Miss Ling'er, this lady is indeed here to save the uncle, and the slave is willing to guarantee with her life!" ”

Ling'er realized that this was the rescuer invited by Lan'er, and hurriedly stepped aside, but still stood on the side of the bed on guard, and if something went wrong, she would kill the masked woman with all her might.

The masked woman checked Han Fei's condition, there was love in her eyes that could not be hidden, she sighed secretly, took out a pill from her arms and stuffed it into Han Fei's mouth, and then sat him up with him on her feet, while she herself sat behind him, holding down his life acupoint, ready to use her internal strength to help him expel the toxins in his body.

"Whew-" The masked woman couldn't help but exclaim, "Ling'er, why does your uncle have a Jiazi's internal force in his body?" ”

Ling'er shook her head in astonishment and said, "The slave doesn't know ......."

"With such profound skills, I almost lost my life, alas, why don't you use internal force to fight poison in time?"

"Maybe the uncle himself doesn't know...... The slave has never seen him use his internal strength! ”

The masked woman secretly wondered that it was important to save people at this time, so she didn't think much about it, and hurriedly infused her internal force into Han Fei's body. Han Fei already has a strong internal force in her body, which is much easier, she only needs to guide this powerful internal force, wander the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, urge the antidote to spread rapidly, and expel the residual toxins from Han Fei's body.

A fishy black substance began to ooze from Han Fei's skin, which slowly increased, and then an unpleasant smell filled the entire room, and Ling'er hurriedly opened the window to ventilate.

Han Fei's sanity gradually recovered, the strength of his heart pulse also returned to normal, and his eyelids moved slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

The masked woman knew that she was done, got out of bed, carefully laid Han Fei down, stared at his face and took a deep look, and ordered Ling'er and Lan'er to scrub him clean, and then turned around and walked to the door.

Han Fei slowly opened his eyes, and saw an extremely familiar figure in a trance, and couldn't help but whisper: "Mother-"

The masked woman shuddered, paused slightly, and continued to walk towards the door.

Han Fei stared at the back of the masked woman, with a sad expression on his face, "Mother, the child recognizes you!" Mother, you have left the child alone in the yang world, and now in the underworld, do you still want to leave the child behind? ”

The masked woman staggered and stopped, the black scarf on her face already soaked with tears.

(End of chapter)