The two of them briefly exchanged some information, and did not say more, here, there may be ears on the wall.

Three days later, it snowed again, Jiang Qingyun should enter the palace, and the Jiang family was also relieved, and they were finally able to send Jiang Qingyue, the living Bodhisattva, away.

The carriage of the Pingwang Mansion was decorated and looked new, and Jiang Qingyue stepped on the main seat, looking at the people behind the curtain.

A small face is more calm than usual, and the fresh youthful aura is about to struggle in that misty harem, and I don't know how long this youthful aura can be maintained.

Although it is a nominal family, they get along with each other, but they are very rusty, the carriage that moves slowly is as smooth as the wind, Jiang Qingyue raised her eyes and looked at the person sitting not far away: "Are you willing to enter the palace?" ”

Jiang Qingyun's eyes fell on her, she didn't see the meaning of ridicule, she was silent for a moment, and nodded imperceptibly.

"The harem is a place to eat people, the emperor is old, and you are still young." Jiang Qingyue remembered that the two played when they were young, the original owner was cowardly and often bullied, and many things were her for the original owner, and later, the person who bullied the original owner was replaced by Jiang Qingyun.

"I know."

The two lived together briefly and harmoniously, and the moment they got off the carriage, they disappeared without a trace.

Sent the person into the palace and handed it over to the grandmother in the palace, Jiang Qingyue didn't catch up anymore, watching the slender person disappear into the white wall and red tiles, and the King of Peace left together.

By the way, I bought a sugar gourd for King Ping, and the sweet sugar stains melted the bitterness in my heart.

When she returned to the palace, Xiang'er hadn't seen her for a few days, so she stepped forward and hugged her: "Miss, you are back." ”

Rubbing her head, Jiang Qingyue smiled lightly: "I'm back." ”

"By the way, princess, Mama Li is sick, go and take a look." Xiang'er remembered what was going on and spoke worriedly.

Naturally, this could not be delayed, and she hurriedly went to the backyard, and Xiang'er said as she walked: "Miss, I invited Lang Zhong to see it before, and the medicine was also used, but it was not good." ”

"Well," Jiang Qingyue glanced at King Ping beside her worriedly: "Don't worry, I'm here." ”

When she came to Mama Li's room, the windows and doors were tightly closed, and there was a rotten breath flowing everywhere in the air, Jiang Qingyue frowned: "Xiang'er, you go and boil some hot water." ”

Aside from the people in the room, King Ping accepted the stupid look that Fang Cai pretended to have, and looked at Mama Li, who was unconscious on the bed and had pale lips, and his heart was not good.

Jiang Qingyue stepped forward to check the pulse, and the pulse was stable, but looking at her situation, it was indeed not a very good appearance.

"How?" King Ping knows her ability, and he trusts her at the moment.

Jiang Qingyue put Mama Li's hand back on the quilt, pursed her lips and shook her head: "The pulse is stable, it doesn't look like I'm sick." ”

"You're here to watch." Jiang Qingyue went to the room to get the silver needle, and the matter was hovering in her heart all the way.

Could it be poisoning?

The room was still stuffy, Mama Li's face looked even paler, and her breathing was a little weaker.

Without finding out the reason, Jiang Qingyue did not use medicine indiscriminately, first opened the window, flowed the air in the room, and put down the curtain on the bed to prevent cold.

King Ping saw that the people outside had been taken away, and said with confidence: "What's wrong with Mama Li?" ”

The silver needle in his hand slowly twisted into the person's body, and when the needle was used up, Jiang Qingyue replied: "I guess it's poisoning." ”

If not, it can only be a worse result, falling into the Gu.

After a tea time, Jiang Qingyue quickly pulled out the silver needle on Mama Li's forehead, and the silver needle was blue.

The cyan color is very deep, and even a layman like King Ping knows that it is extremely toxic.

"Poisoned?" King Ping's face was calm, but his heart was disturbed, he had only been away for a few days, and he actually made such a poisonous move, and the people behind it were not simple, and they even knew that they were not stupid.

Jiang Qingyue shook her head slowly: "The main thing is poisoning, the silver needle should be blackened, and the situation at this moment is far more complicated than poisoning." ”

Whether it was poisoned or not, Jiang Qingyue didn't dare to confirm it, and she didn't arbitrarily inform him of the result.

"Can you find out?" King Ping's fingertips touched Mama Li's gray hair, and she felt guilty in her heart, she was the one who tried her best to protect herself, saving her a lot of flesh and skin.

Now, she's old, too.

"Yes," Jiang Qingyue said lightly: "But it will take time." ”

"Will Mama die?" King Ping can wait, but he can't wait people to death.

"I can't guarantee it, you can ask my master for help." Jiang Qing's belly thought about it a thousand times, and she didn't want her master to get involved in this matter, but human life was at stake, and she couldn't be too selfish.

After a pause, he added: "The person who started is ruthless, and my master may not be able to cure it." ”

King Ping raised his head and looked at her deeply: "I'm very grateful for being able to come and help." ”

Hearing such words, Jiang Qingyue's heart was relieved: "I don't know where my master is, and I still need the prince to find it." ”

After providing the clues from the previous martial arts alliance leader, King Ping instructed the matter: "Before finding your master, please take care of her." ”

Since she was a child, she has no relatives around her, Jiang Qingyue understands, this is how long she can last, this is a question.

Mama Li was lying on the bed and losing weight for a while, Jiang Qingyue used ginseng soup to hang people's vitality, watching Mama Li's face turn from pale to black, and she became more and more sure of her Gu poison.

"Lord Wang, is there any news?" Two days have passed in a blink of an eye, and Mama Li can no longer leave people, even if she is asleep, she will occasionally cough up blood.

Looking at the blood stains on the ground, King Ping's response was only to shake his head.

"Lord Wang, Mama may have been poisoned," Jiang Qingyue saw that there seemed to be a flash of movement under Mama Li's skin when she applied the needle yesterday, but she went to look for it again, and she didn't see it after looking for it all night.

"Gu poison?" King Ping stared at the person on the bed tightly, if this was the case, the situation would be even more difficult to solve, in the territory of Qingguo, no one had ever heard of using Gu, only Wu Guo had it.

And it has been extinct in the early years, and now it is re-emerging from the rivers and lakes, and it is even more difficult to find the antidote.

"Lord Wang, someone has been found." Bai Ren worked hard and lightly, and came to the person in a few steps.

"Where?" King Ping was already anxious, but now that he heard that it was Gu poison, the anxiety in his heart burned even more.

"Still on the way back, tomorrow will come." Bai Ren glanced at Mama Li, who was extremely haggard, saluted, and bowed out.

Jiang Qingyue waited for him to calm down for a moment before asking, "Is it my master?" ”

"Hmm," there was originally a glimmer of hope, but now the cause of the poisoning has completely changed, even if the Mingxin Mage returns, I don't know if it will work.

King Ping got up, looked at the brilliant sunlight outside, and asked softly, "Can Master Mingxin detoxify Gu poison?" ”