Chapter 8: Really? False?

After a brief conversation, they each fell silent.

After a long time, Xiao Chuhe raised his eyebrows: "You can not admit it, but at least you didn't deny it, did you?"

"Hehe, Prince Gong is really good at talking, so he put a hat on Lao Cheng and me for no reason, Lao Cheng I want to break my head, and I don't remember that I have offended the prince, I don't know why you want to harm me, I don't know why you want to harm me." Speaking of the word remnant, Cheng Buqi abruptly increased his tone.

"Heh, then what is the explanation for the poison on your body?!" Xiao Chuhe began to be a little irritable.

"A little bastard, let me catch him, I have to cut him with a thousand knives!" Cheng Buqi's eyes were fierce for a moment, and the light that burst out was like a knife.

"Why did he poison you?" Xiao Chuhe still looked calm, but his heart was already rippling.

"Small" mongrels ?! No, ten years ago, that person was already twenty-eight, how can he say "small"? Could it be ...... The person in front of him is not Jiuyou Wenjin, and the person who poisoned him is someone else?!

"Oh, why, I don't know why. I had no grievances with him, but I was caught by him and used to test poison and torture in every way! Cheng Buqi's eyes were full of poison, if the poisoned person appeared in front of him at this moment, maybe he could pounce on it, eat its flesh and drink its blood!

Xiao Chuhe frowned, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is the person who poisoned him?" Looking at his appearance, it doesn't look like a fake, but Xiao Chuhe didn't fully believe it.

Cheng Buqi glanced at Xiao Chuhe, "His name is Sang Li, and he claims to be the son of the former national teacher, and the poison on my body is all done by him." After a pause, he sneered: "Heh, if you want to find him, I don't think there is much hope of finding him." However, the strange poison he refined was only successful in me. ”

Xiao Chuhe looked at Cheng Buqi deeply and said nothing.

"What? Isn't the prince in love with me? Otherwise, how could he look at me so affectionately. Cheng Buqi deliberately disgusted people, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was no trace of emotional fluctuation in his eyes.

"One last question: Who are you?" Xiao Chuhe rolled his eyes, and then became serious.

"Me? Oh, the prince finally asked about me! This time, I have to make it clear to you to the prince, my name is Cheng Buqi, not Jiuyou Wenjin. Lord, you have to remember well, lest you harm my life. ”

Cheng Buqi sneered at Xiao Chuhe for a while. Xiao Chuhe ignored him, stood up straight, and walked towards the outside of the house. When the hand opened the door, a sentence clearly floated to Cheng Buqi's ears: "This king wants to kill people, he won't do it himself, dirty!" ”

!!!

Cheng Buqi spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes stared at Xiao Chuhe's back fiercely. Think my blood is dirty?! If you have the ability, don't come to ask Lao Tzu in the future, hum!

Xiao Chuhe went straight to the study, and the room was brightly lit until dawn.

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Early the next morning, Liuli walked into the Leng Xiang Pavilion.

"County Lord, the beggar vomited blood again this morning, and the Imperial Doctor has rushed over." Liuli braided Xiao Ruoruo's hair.

I only saw that in the bronze mirror, the tactful moth eyebrows were frowning tightly, and the clear and watery eyes were also full of irritability at this time.

Xiao Ruoruo is so entangled in her heart! She didn't want to have too much to do with the old man.

The old man was poisonous and sloppy, and she didn't know him. The point is, looking at Li Yue's expression that day, the old man may still be some amazing or dangerous person. However, after all, it was the person she rescued, and he was so seriously injured that he was always relieved not to look at it.

Just take a look!

"Aunt Liuli, if you want to see him." Xiao Ruoruo raised her head and said.

Without waiting for Ruri to refuse, she had already jumped off the bench and ran out the door. All the way through the corridor and through the room, Liuli was afraid that Xiao Ruoruo would fall, so he hugged her.

When everyone came to a small courtyard, before they entered the courtyard gate, they saw a group of maids carrying basins in and out, and the red liquid in the basin could not tell whether it was water or blood.

Xiao Ruoruo felt a sigh in her heart, got out of Liuli's arms, and ran towards the room quickly, but stopped abruptly when she was about to enter the door.

There were a lot of people in the house.

Xiao Chuhe sat on the chair with a solemn face. A man who looked like a eunuch wearing a crown of Qiaoshi stood aside with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes. There was also a group of people with medicine boxes on their backs kneeling on the ground. At the bedside, Imperial Doctor Zhang Tianqi was checking the pulse. The room was quiet, and there was a tense atmosphere.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xiao Chuhe turned his head and saw the person coming, his eyebrows and eyes were almost invisibly wrinkled. Li Dequan also saw Xiao Ruoruo, and was about to speak, Xiao Chuhe glanced at him, so he didn't step forward to sing, but only bent down and saluted. After all, at this time, the Imperial Doctor was saving people, and there was no room for loud noise.

Xiao Chuhe walked out lightly, he led Xiao Ruoruo to the porch, then squatted down, and said to Xiao Ruoruo softly: "Ruoruo, Daddy has something to do now, you go back first, Daddy will come to play with you in a while, okay?" ”

"Daddy, is that dirty old man going to die?" Xiao Ruoruo looked innocent and well-behaved.

Xiao Chuhe touched his daughter's head dotingly, and said with a smile: "Ruoruo, you want to call the old man!" ”

Then he said: "Not yet, he is very sick and serious, and he has to take a lot of medicines, so if you let him rest well, okay?" "It's still that kind look, and the tone of the voice is gentle, don't want it.

"Okay, then I'll come to see him in two days, Daddy, you have to take care of him and let him take medicine on time, so that he can get better sooner." Daddy, if you retire. Xiao Ruoruo said that he followed Liuli away.

"Watch carefully for a little bit, in the middle of the walk!" If it weren't for the fact that he really couldn't leave, Xiao Chuhe would definitely send his little padded jacket back to the room in person.

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Xiao Chuhe watched Xiao Ruoruo's back disappear at the gate of the courtyard before turning around and entering the house.

"Doctor Zhang, what's wrong?" His face returned to its previous solemnity.

"Back to the prince, Weichen has already given him an injection to help him stabilize his heart, and the injuries on his body have also been treated, and he can't die for the time being. But there are dozens of poisons all over his body, and these poisons contain each other, and no matter which one is missing, he will die of poison immediately. Wechen really has no skills! Doctor Zhang said.

Xiao Chuhe was already prepared in his heart, but he still couldn't accept this result. In this way, everything this person says may be true. He's really just a medicine man, not Nine Shadows Wen Jin! The person who poisoned him is really the descendant of that person - Sang Li!

So, is that man dead or alive?! If he is alive, then where is he?!