The courtyard was suddenly cleared. Everyone was looking forward to it.

Soon the good news came out, Yan Yushi was sober, but he still needed to continue to observe, and the situation of the others had all improved, and there was no major problem, and he could go home.

Leng Qinghuan took a breath.

Everyone expressed their gratitude and invited Leng Qinghuan to come to the banquet another day. Leng Qinghuan replied with a smile and was approachable.

The most grateful is the Earl's Court family, Leng Qinghuan saved them from a catastrophe, so I am very grateful.

The old lady glanced at Murong Qi, who still had a cold face, and then at Leng Qinghuan, who was pretending to be stupid, sighed, and glanced at Mrs. Shen.

Mrs. Shen immediately understood, coughed lightly, and stepped forward and said, "If everyone is already fine, please take a tea break on the side, don't delay the princess to detoxify the princess." ”

Everyone had long seen that there was a bit of delicacy between the two, except for the old man Yushi, all of whom offered to leave with each other.

The old lady greeted the Shen family: "With the princess here, I believe that the prince will be safe, and we will all go back." ”

Soon the guests were scattered. Shen Linfeng's body has been poisoned, but he is still not at ease, and he wants to stay with him, but he is also dragged away by Mrs. Shen.

Murong Qi Tie blushed and said coldly: "The limelight is out, now you are proud?" ”

Leng Qinghuan blinked in surprise: "If you ask for someone's mouth, it still stinks, I'm afraid that the prince has secretly taken the golden soup just now?" ”

Murong Qi looked at her undisguised schadenfreude, and the hidden anger "rubbed" up: "Leng Qinghuan, you don't want to get an inch!" ”

Leng Qinghuan smiled "hee": "The face is pale, the nerves are insanguine, and the words are gibberish, it seems that the prince has delayed this poison for a long time, and he is a little terminally ill." It's not easy to heal. ”

There were still minions coming and going in front of the two, Murong Qi didn't dare to make a fire when he was angry, and he had a good face, so he snorted coldly: "This king doesn't believe it, except for you, no one in this world can solve the poison of this puffer fish." ”

Leng Qinghuan seemed to be casually playing with the silver needle in his hand: "Yes, there are too many." If the prince still can't believe me, then please ask Gao Ming. ”

"Leng Qinghuan!"

The three words were coldly squeezed out from between his teeth, and he gritted his teeth, as if he was going to chew these three words and swallow them.

Leng Qinghuan paused, glanced at him, and knew that he couldn't save face, so he kindly gave him a step down: "If the pestle doesn't move there, it must be that his limbs are numb and he can't move at all." I thought you were gifted and more resistant to poison than others, but that's it. ”

Murong Qi lifted his long legs, lifted the hem of his clothes, and walked into the room: "Who said that?" ”

Leng Qinghuan snickered in her heart, and a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, it seems that the time has come for him to take revenge, if I don't tie you into a hedgehog today, I will not be a genius goddess doctor in the 21st century.

Murong Qi seemed to feel the cool air coming from behind, and suddenly turned around and took in the last touch of her cunning: "Warn you, don't play tricks with this king." ”

Leng Qinghuan tilted his head: "Didn't anyone tell you that you have to listen to the doctor when you are sick?" If you scare me like this, aren't you afraid that my heart will tremble and I will stab you halfway? ”

Murong Qi is now a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, the down-and-out phoenix is not as good as a chicken, facing Leng Qinghuan, who is bold in front of him, he swallows his anger again and again: "I have already worked hard to force out the poison in my stomach, how can I cure it?" ”

Awesome, this is okay? Leng Qinghuan raised his chin, and Nunu mouthed: "Take off your clothes first." ”

"What are you doing with your undressing?"

"You don't take off your clothes, and your skin is rough and thick, what if I can't prick the acupuncture points and bend my needle?"

"Then when you pierced someone with a needle just now, could it be difficult to make them strip naked?"

He swept coldly towards the old man who couldn't move. A terrifying murderous aura made the servants who were serving Yan Yushi retreat in a gloomy manner.

Not long after the old man of Yushi woke up, he listened to the quarrel between the husband and wife, and listened to it with relish. Now in the face of the prince's questioning, he offended the princess again by telling the truth, and he said that he would suffer in the future.

Leng Qinghuan secretly scolded the old fritter in his heart, and then said nonsense to Murong Qi seriously: "You are different from them, first, you have toxins all over your body now, unlike them, only on the stomach surface." Second, you are half of my husband, and there is nothing to avoid. ”

Murong Qi's cheeks tightened, probably weighing which was more acceptable to drink dung soup or open chest and back in front of her, and finally gritted his teeth, took the initiative to untie his clothes in front of Leng Qinghuan's eyes, turned his back and sat on the pier with a snort.

Leng Qinghuan snickered in his heart, it seems that it is necessary to have a technology at all times. There are thousands of ways to detoxify, and the prince of Qi, who has no medical knowledge, only recognizes the one of drinking dung soup. Didn't he know that this golden soup was just an inducing vomit, and it was useless for him at all? Why worry if he is not obedient?

Murong Qi endured the humiliation and urged: "Don't hurry up yet." ”

"Lord Wang, why are you in a hurry!"

Leng Qinghuan's voice was a little sinister, and a little sinister. Murong Qi snorted lightly: "Disgusting." ”

Leng Qinghuan didn't care at all, he detoxified the silver needle again, turned his face, and swept his gaze over his perfect back, and his heart couldn't help but soften.

Murong Qi is a person who practices martial arts, with a well-proportioned, tight body, cold and hard muscle lines, exuding a masculine taste that belongs to a man. It's just that there are scars crisscrossing his wheat-colored skin, especially on his left shoulder, a scar more than half a foot long is raised, hideous and domineering, which makes people feel nervous in their hearts at the sight of it, and feel a pain, which instantly radiates to the whole body.

Under the careful counting, there are more than a dozen large and small scars, which is simply shocking.

Leng Qinghuan's hand trembled, and the thought of trying to tease him disappeared in an instant, and in its place, it was a kind of distress.

His dignity is innate, but the glory of being a young king, as well as the status of a god in the eyes of the people of Chang'an, is a real sword, a real gun, squandering blood, and exchanging his life. This man is arrogant and has his arrogant capital.

Murong Qi waited quietly for a while, didn't see Leng Qinghuan acting, turned his face sideways, saw her staring at herself, and snorted disdainfully: "Scared?" ”

Leng Qinghuan pouted: "I'm just studying your scars, and I think your doctor's bandaging skills are really not good, it's just very bad." Next time, I'll help you, absolutely perfect, no scars. ”

"Are you cursing this king? Leng Qinghuan, has anyone ever said that your mouth stinks. ”

"Each other, each other."

With such a poisonous mouth, the trace of pity that had just risen in Leng Qinghuan's heart was instantly replaced by new hatred and old hatred, and he sneered in his heart, and took out a small bottle of potion from the nano ring.

Murong Qi glanced at it suspiciously: "What is this?" ”

Leng Qinghuan said very seriously: "Nature is a good antidote medicine, and using a needle tip to stimulate acupuncture points can get twice the result with half the effort." ”

Murong Qi didn't speak, which was regarded as a tacit acquiescence.

Leng Qinghuan very seriously and carefully put a hanging bottle on him, acupuncture and detoxification, and by the way, completed a great feat that has never been done before.

Murong Qi only felt her fingertips slowly wander from her back, and then the silver needles pierced the flesh and skin numb, and it hurt a little. He gradually calmed down, not as impatient as Shicai, and closed his eyes slightly.

The old man waited for a long time, couldn't hear the two of them arguing, and felt that it might be safe, so he quietly opened his eyes a slit, and suddenly his eyelids trembled, and he almost pulled back.

On the back of the Qi Prince, the Princess of Qi actually dipped a silver needle in something like ink, cough cough, and stabbed an extremely ugly turtle. It's really ugly, and the craftsmanship is particularly poor.

As an upright official, he should immediately stand up and accuse the princess of doing something inappropriate. However, will he be killed by the angry Qi Wangye?

If only there was a brick at hand, I would come to my head and I wouldn't have to worry about it like this.

The servant listened to the quiet inside, and was not worried about the safety of his own adults, so he looked inside from the outside.

Qi Wangye couldn't get over his face, so he urged again: "Okay, okay?" Why don't others have to go through so much trouble? ”

Leng Qinghuan quickly stopped: "The prince is his own person, buy one get one free, preferential reward, so I will give you a few more shots." ”

Murong Qi dressed slowly and methodically, and teased coolly: "I can understand that you are taking the opportunity to relieve your anger?" ”