Cheng Tang asked for peace casually, and said two words before leaving. Concubine Long stood up: "Where are you going?"

"Call a imperial doctor to take a look at Princess Chu. ”

"Then what are you doing in the temple?"

Faced with Concubine Long's question, Cheng Tang moved his mouth and did not answer. Concubine Long said again: "You are here to get the blood lingzhi? the entire Dayong can't find ten branches, you are generous, Princess Chu will send it up with just a little pain and illness." Have you ever thought they would buy your account?"

"They are all their own brothers, why do you care?" Cheng Tang lowered his eyes and did not look at Concubine Long, "The fifth brother is also raised by your mother." ”

"You remember. He didn't remember. "Concubine Long is a little unbearable, but on the road of chasing the throne, no one can believe it, let alone Concubine Lan's son?

"Mother. You don't always chase after the wind and suspect the fifth brother. Cheng Tang sighed, and now he was a little dissatisfied with Concubine Long.

"Okay, no matter what you do now, you just have to remember, besides this palace, who is really helping you?" Concubine Long's anger was greater than Cheng Tang's, and she felt that he was indecisive. He put down a sentence and strode away.

The imperial concubine came in from outside and gently held Cheng Tang's arm. She heard the conversation just now, and asked, "Your Highness, do you still want the blood Lingzhi, and the concubine is going to get it?"

Cheng Tang thought for a while, waved his hand and said, "No need." Go and ask for two imperial doctors. ”

The second imperial concubine blessed her body, and when she went out, she glanced back and stopped.

Cheng Tang didn't feel that the blood lingzhi was precious and reluctant. Instead, he listened to Concubine Long's words in his heart. Even if the second imperial concubine has something in her heart, but she can't say it, it is impossible for her to do things against Concubine Long.

Qin Muyao still didn't wake up. It's like falling asleep. The two doctors who called couldn't find anything, and they all said that Qin Muyao's pulse was stable and there was nothing unusual.

was scolded by Cheng Lianjin. Cheng Tang came up with the imperial doctor at this time, and the diagnosis was similar to that of the doctor, but he only prescribed a pair of tonics.

Cheng Tang comforted a few more words and left with the imperial doctor. Qin Muyao's movements, Qiao'er has always been clear.

In the room, I couldn't stop smiling on my face. Hua Yao spoke on the side: "Princess, I'm afraid that the princess won't live long." ”

"You're just a slave. How can you say such a rebellious word?" Qiao'er's tone was reproachful, but with a little satisfaction, "Okay." I'm going to go down and find out, but I care about my sister very much. ”

"Yes. The painter replied and withdrew.

Qiao'er was sitting precariously with a smile on her face. Since you are not angry, then I will add some 'tonics' to you, the prince should be very 'happy', right?

Qiao'er is now very dissatisfied with the two of them, and uses the unhappiness of the two people as the source of his happiness. This time, I finally seized the opportunity, and if I didn't do anything, I would be sorry for myself.

Qiao'er listened to the movement inside in the corner of the room, and made sure that Qin Muyao hadn't woken up yet, and only felt that this was the happiest time to come to the palace.

Qiao'er returned to her room and found something on the dresser. There were a lot of sharp hairpins on the dresser, and while collecting them, she said, "Princess, what are you looking for, just let me come." But don't hurt you. ”

"Do you remember that I have a hairpin similar to Qin Muyao?" Qiao'er stopped and looked at the painting Yao, her things are usually collected by the painting.

Huayao put away the hairpin and sat upright: "Last time you said, the hairpin was ugly, let me lose it." Now it's still with the slave maid, and I forgot about it for a while, I hope the princess won't blame it. ”

"It's good that it's still there. Qiao'er pushed and shoved the painting, "You go and get it." ”

"Yes. Hua Yao hurriedly went out, she didn't know what Qiao'er was going to do.

Qiao'er took out a bag of small things from the cabinet and put them on the dresser, her smile was more bewitching than ever.

"Princess, here you are. "Painted Yao replaced her with a hairpin.

Qiao'er took it in her hand and looked at it, her fingers slid over the lifelike petals on the hairpin, and she was very satisfied: "Why didn't you find out how beautiful this hairpin was before?"

The painting looked at her hand, the hairpin is exquisite, but it is a little plain, Qiao'er generally likes gorgeous, how can she think it is good-looking?

Qiao'er raised her hand, inserted the hairpin into the bun, and looked in the mirror.

"Princess ......" Hua Yao saw the yellow paper bag on the dresser and did not speak.

"What?" Qiao'er saw that she didn't say anything for a long time, and pulled out her hairpin, "You say, if her appearance is ruined, will the prince still love her?"

"Naturally not. She replied absolutely, turning her head to the side as she spoke, showing her disdain for men.

"You don't understand what love is. Qiao'er first objected to her, and then made up her mind, "It's just that if she is unrecognizable, it may not be the same." ”

Hua Yao lowered her head, which was an agreement with Qiao'er's words.

"If you are asked to go to Qin Muyao's room, find a hairpin similar to this one, and replace it, are you sure?" Qiao'er pinched the hairpin pattern and picked up the chin of the hairpin with a sharp end.

Hua Yao's eyes stared at Qiao'er's hand, and she almost became a cross-eyed: "The prince is always by the princess's side, and there is also a cherished flower." The princess forgave the slave and the maid for many words. Even if it succeeds, the princess may not necessarily wear this hairpin, not to mention, now that the princess is still sick, where does she get the heart to dress up?"

"Just wait until she's cured, and then, if something goes wrong, and she can find the cause? You put the hairpin in a conspicuous place, and she doesn't wear it often, so she won't recognize it. Qiao'er stood up with the hairpin, and then said, "Most people only play with food and drink, or use conspicuous things. How could you have guessed that it was such an inconspicuous hairpin?"

"The princess is wise. The painting couldn't help but admire.

Qiao'er handed her the hairpin, pointed to the small bag on the table, took out a handkerchief, and pretended to cover her nose: "From now on, every other hour, I will wrap the hairpin in the powder once, and when the time comes, the powder will be mixed with water and soaked for one night." I'll arrange it tomorrow, and by then, you'll have to change your hairpin without leaving a trace, you know?"

Hua Yao put away the two things, blessed the body, and retreated. When he arrived at the room, he followed Qiao'er's instructions and acted cautiously.

In the evening, when he was about to mix the water, the painting Yao's hands itched, there were many small bubbles, itchy and painful, and the yellow water came out when it was scratched, and the painting Yao couldn't help it, and ran to Qiao'er's room with both hands.

Qiao'er was about to fall asleep when she heard the sound of painting knocking on the door and let her in. Hua Yao immediately knelt on the ground, holding a pair of miserable hands and shaking in front of Qiao'er.

Qiao'er saw it clearly, covered her nose and mouth and took a few steps back, and thought that she couldn't hurt herself like this, so she returned to normal: "Can you do what you did?"

"Princess, you have to save the slaves. The hand of the slave. Tears swirled in her eyes, and she was about to flow out, "Princess, the slave will serve you in the future." ”

"What's the alarm? I'm going to kill you. Qiao'er sat on a chair in her underwear, "I'll get you a little medicine later, and I'll be fine after a few days." ”

"But the princess, the slave and maid were careful, and only touched a little, and their hands became like this. The princess's makeup is all through the hands of the flowers, if her hands are also like this, wouldn't the evidence be directly handed over to the princess and the princess?"

"I naturally thought about the question you said. The effect of this medicine makes me look forward to it more and more. Qin Muyao has become a human being, a ghost or a ghost, will the prince still love her?" Qiao'er's expression was a little crazy.

Hua Yao lowered her head, tears flowed out, it turned out that Qiao'er was using her as an experiment to see how effective the medicine was. But no matter how good the medicine is, it will leave a scar.

"Alright, you go down. You just need to change the hairpin, and I will arrange the rest. Qiao'er yawned and hurriedly waved her hand, "By the way, the medicine is on the dresser, you can save some, and when you run out, you won't have it." ”

"Yes".

"I don't know, if you use that medicine, it will be completely fine, you can ask for more blessings. Qiao'er doesn't care about what happens to Huayao, she only cares about whether her own thing can be done.

Qiao'er is the master, and the painting is a slave, how dare she blame Qiao'er? took the medicine, paused for a while, and retreated.

At this time, she can no longer feel the purity of her hands, only the heart is itchy, and she wants to grab it directly into the bones, it seems that only then can she be more comfortable.

The flowing yellow water stained the clothes, Hua Yao couldn't help it, sat in the courtyard where Qiao'er's room was, and rubbed the medicine on his hands by feeling, so that he felt more comfortable.

Now, it's not her who should be blessed with herself.

When I got to the room, all the places that let in the light were pasted with rice paper, and the room became dark, only the candles illuminated.

Cheng Lianjin put Qin Muyao on the bed. Miao Sangsang and Yuan Zhen looked more and more haggard, with heavy dark circles under their eyes, and they were still tied to the chairs.

Miao Sangsang looked at Qin Muyao, a little sober, moved his body, did not break free of the rope, but made the chair sound, and looked worried: "What's wrong with Yao'er?"

"Can you control yourself now?" Cheng Lianjin came over and untied Miao Sangsang's rope, "Yao'er has been in a coma for a day and two nights. Both the doctor and the doctor came to see her, and they all said she was fine. But her body temperature was getting lower and lower, and her breathing was getting slower. ”

"I'll try!" Miao Sangsang also pulled out his hand to help untie the rope. As soon as he got out of the chair and took two steps, he fell to the ground as soon as he went limp.

Xiuxiu wanted to help her, Miao Sangsang waved her hand, quickly got up, and lay on the side of the bed to check Qin Muyao's pulse.

"Put... Open me. ”

Several people were looking at Miao Sangsang intently, and suddenly heard a low voice, except for Cheng Lianjin, who turned his head to look at the source of the voice.

Yuan Zhen's head leaned back on the chair, his eyes opened slightly, looking at the movement on the other side of the bed, and opened his chapped lips: "Let go... I, I... Can save ...... Yao'er. ”

Cheng Lianjin looked back at Yuan Zhen, his injuries were much heavier than Miao Sangsang, and now he only eats some porridge every day, and he doesn't know if he is in good health.

"Let go. Yao'er ...... "Yuan Zhen's every word is weak. Fang Zijun looked back at Miao Sangsang, her face was sad, and she untied the rope for Yuan Zhi when she thought about it.

Yuan Zhen's pace is quite steady, but it is very slow. When he got to the edge of the bed, he pulled Miao Sangsang: "You get out of the way." Yao'er's condition... It's just me... Know. ”

Miao Sangsang didn't argue with him, she really couldn't diagnose anything, Qin Muyao's pulse was getting weaker and weaker, like a dying person. When I stood up, my brain suddenly hurt. Miao Sangsang gritted his teeth and tried to restrain himself, now Yao'er's life and death are uncertain, nothing can happen to him, and his nails are slowly embedded in his palm.

Yuan Zhen's back was already sweating, he was seriously injured, and he was planted with Gu poison, which was really a torture worse than death.