Nan Chen suddenly understood why Bo Zhaoxu wanted to come forward in person, if this Master Hong'an was really a high-ranking monk with outstanding martial arts, even if he was in his twilight years, he might not be his opponent, but I was afraid that even Bo Zhaoxu didn't think of what kind of old matter between these two people could make Master Hong'an hand over his "life" with his own hands.

After tethering the foal back to the stable, Nanchen noticed the anomaly again - how could this inn be so quiet today, as if there were no people?

He looked at Bo Zhaoxu's expression, and probably had the same opinion as himself.

Most of Bo Zhaoxu's guards are still silent, but this does not affect Xiang Yeqi alone to make the inn live hundreds of people, and the quiet in today's inn is outrageous.

Suddenly a sneaky short boy ran out of the main entrance of the inn and looked out of the door left and right, as if he had just been a thief, for fear of being bumped into.

This person didn't meet him, but he always felt that it was too early, and when he looked up, he found that it was Bo Zhaoxu and Nan Chen blocking his side, and he had the posture of severely interrogating him.

"What, what's wrong, two masters?"

Bo Zhaoxu asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

The short little guy swallowed his saliva with a chill down his back, and looked at the street behind Bo Zhaoxu dishonestly: "No, no, you are too wronged to be small, the little one is to come out and take a look!" ”

"Just take a look?"

Bo Zhaoxu took the first step to block this person's way, and his voice was really three points colder than the coldest snow in Huaguo.

Twilight was approaching, and seeing that the famous doctor in the capital who had asked someone to invite him had already arrived not far away with a medicine box, the short Xiao Er felt that his death was also coming.

He was heartbroken, knowing that he must not be able to hide this matter, so he simply confessed to Bo Zhaoxu honestly: "Yes, your wife doesn't know what happened...... At noon, the person you arranged for the night guard suddenly noticed that your wife had not woken up for a long time, and she had not opened her eyes until noon, and the little ones did not dare to slack off, so they had to go to the doctor one by one, but at this time, they had not seen anything. ”

The short little twenty closed his eyes very nervously, waiting for the moment when his head hit the ground, after all, people had something wrong in their inn, from food problems to people secretly poisoning, no matter what happened, they had to be burdened by the long-term and short-term workers of these inns.

Although Xiang Yeqi has not woken up for a long time, his qi is still very stable, and the short Xiao Er was not very scared originally, thinking that at most he would only get some wages, but in his eyes, Bo Zhaoxu's subordinates are a group of "demons and monsters", Xiang Yeqi has just not woken up for a long time, and they are ready to apologize for their crimes!

Staying up all afternoon in such a tight environment, he couldn't do it even if he didn't want to be nervous, and even as soon as he calmed down, his mind was the scene of his head falling to the ground.

Seeing that there was no movement around him, the short man opened his eyes tremblingly, wanting to see if he had anyone to divide his family, but when he opened his eyes, he couldn't see half a figure around him.

The inn fell to its knees, and the three people who were scheduled to keep vigil had already raised their swords above their heads to wait for disposal, and Bo Zhaoxu just brushed his sleeves through them, quietly leaving a trace of murderous intent.

When he opened the door, there were already many so-called famous doctors who were attracted by the high price of medical fees, but even the one who followed behind Bo Zhaoxu shook his head after stroking his pulse: "Mrs. Zun's pulse is normal, it doesn't look like she has any stubborn disease." ”

"Get out of the way of this king!" Bo Zhaoxu clenched his sleeves hard, and the intolerable doctors who were talking about the bedside of Xiang Yeqi were all expelled out, "Nan Chen, send them out." ”

Nan Chen quietly responded and reissued the consultation fees for the doctors who had been traveling one by one, and then sent the mighty group of people out of the inn.

After returning to the room, Nan Chen said softly and tentatively: "Lord Wang, my subordinates will invite some reliable doctors to come here." ”

"No need, this king has his own way, you go and get a bowl."

Bo Zhaoxu commanded. Nan Chen had never seen Bo Zhaoxu so helpless, as if all it took was a strong evening breeze to break his bones and disintegrate his mind.

Old Madam Gu did make a lot of outrageous demands to Bo Zhaoxu inch by inch, asking for a treatment that was impossible for a subordinate prisoner to have, but she did not completely enjoy Bo Zhaoxu's "preferential treatment", and also proposed a lot of ways for Bo Zhaoxu to restrain the Gu worms in Xiang Ye's body.

Not long after, Nan Chen took a small white porcelain bowl from Xiao Er and handed it to Bo Zhaoxu's hand.

Bo Zhaoxu indifferently took out the short dagger hidden on the side, made a small cut at the mouth of his heart, and received the handful of blood into this small bowl.

Nan Chen frowned when he arrived, unable to understand Bo Zhaoxu's move: "Lord Wang, if your subordinates are not mistaken, then Old Madam Gu should have given you the medicine to curb the Gu nature in the princess's body, why did you ......?"

"That medicine has been thrown away by this king from the beginning."

Bo Zhaoxu's move was not only to cut out his heart's blood, but also to allow the Gu in his body to destroy his flesh and skin.

He picked up a silver needle and poked it out a little bit at the tip of Xiang Ye's finger, really very carefully, for fear that this opening would exceed the pain that Xiang Yeqi could bear.

He patiently wanted to ignore the pain that made his face pale, and pretended to smile calmly: "Old Madam Gu's medicine can indeed curb the Gu nature in her body, but it will also hurt her bones, she has suffered too much, and there are some things that don't have to be suffered, so let's avoid it." ”

In short, he was reluctant to endure this pain to the Night, and he would not even want to use the silver needle if he was not forced to do so.

Bo Zhaoxu put the fingers that had been pricked by silver needles in the bowl of Xiang Yeqi, and only then did he remember to take the medicine bottle handed by Nan Chen. The people of the Western Xia Kingdom seem to have rough skin and thick flesh, and they really don't care about the medicine, but they can't find the medicine powder next to them, and Bo Zhaoxu didn't say anything, just put the medicine powder on it.

The skin around her was crimson from the burning sensation of the powder, and the change in Bo Zhaoxu's expression was not even half as good as when she knew that something had happened to Xiang Yeqi.

"If you cut her wrist, it should be faster, but unfortunately this king really doesn't want to see her crying and crying out in pain, so it will save her worry."

In addition to roughly bandaging his wounds, Bo Zhaoxu sneered at himself, as if he was mocking himself for being too partial to Xiang Yeqi, and he was even reluctant to let Xiang Yeqi eat this little bitterness, which shows that he is quite "self-aware".

Nan Chen was stunned for a moment, he was stunned and looked at Xiang Yeqi's fingertips as if a red thread had been pierced into his body, extending all the way down his wrist to his sleeve, and the blood in the small bowl did not increase but decreased, and gradually only a foundation remained.

Xiang Yeqi's face gradually looked much better as the amount of blood in the bowl decreased, and his breathing gradually rose and fell as an ordinary person, rather than a puppet.

The small wounds on her fingertips were almost healed, but she still couldn't escape Bo Zhaoxu's use of the medicine brought by Huaguo several times to stop the bleeding, wipe it, and bandage it, as if she had broken a one-meter-long gap.

I'm afraid that Bo Zhaoxu will make a little late, and the small needle hole on Xiang Ye's finger will really be about to heal.

The medicines brought by Huaguo are just like this, and Bo Zhaoxu's subordinates are like a mirror in their hearts, and the princess of her master is afraid of pain, and these are all left to her. They also like Xiang Yeqi, the princess who is approachable and even "calms" Bo Zhaoxu.

So for this kind of thing, they have always been very willing to acquiesce, and even wish that Xiang Yeqi would never need these things.

Nan Chen breathed a sigh of relief for Bo Zhaoxu, but saw that Bo Zhaoxu did not choose to rest, but took off the coat hanging on the side, as if he was going out.

Nan Chen's body is bearable, but he is worried that Bo Zhaoxu has just dissected his own efforts, how can he withstand such twists and turns overnight?

He couldn't help but open his mouth to keep Bo Zhaoxu: "Where are you going, prince?" The subordinates are willing to work for the prince, and ask the prince to stay in the inn and rest. ”

Bo Zhaoxu only glanced at him, without any intention of changing his mind.

Nan Chen knew at a glance that this matter must be related to Xiang Yeqi, and only if it was related to Xiang Yeqi, Bo Zhaoxu would do his best to do it himself.

He simply stopped insisting: "The subordinates will go with the prince." ”

What Bo Zhaoxu had to do was indeed not a serious errand, Nan Chen never expected that Bo Zhaoxu would drive out of the inn in the middle of the night, just to rush to the Hou Mansion and pick up Qiu Ming......

The people of the Hou Mansion already knew Bo Zhaoxu, and after a short exchange, they chose someone to lead the way for Bo Zhaoxu and went to the courtyard where Qiu Ming lived.

Through a window, Bo Zhaoxu saw Qiu Ming, who was tangled like "rolling" on the couch.

The Xixia guards watched their master cross his legs on the couch for a while, cocked his legs for a while, and lay on the bed every other while.

I don't know where Qiu Ming hit the wall, while biting the silk thread of the embroidered handkerchief with her mouth to compete with the embroidery plate, she muttered: "No disease, what do you say Ben Hou has done wrong in the past few days, so that she is unhappy and refuses to see Ben Hou?" Or did she hate Ben Hou in the first place, so she said the excuse that she was still sleeping at noon? I can't figure it out, Ben Hou really can't figure it out. ”

"Master Hou, my subordinates don't think Miss Xiang has that meaning." Wujian was very helpless, "After all, Miss Xiang is different from ordinary women, and it's not strange to get up a little later, maybe we went too early, so Miss Xiang hasn't gotten up yet." ”

Wu Xianxin said that Qiu Ming was his master, so he had to see it more clearly, not to mention that he had found an excuse not to see him from Yeqi, or that he had copied the guy and drove Qiu Ming out of the inn, he felt that it was a very reasonable thing. Xiang Yeqi didn't directly plan to ask for Qiu Ming's life, I'm afraid it was already her last tenderness.