Zhao Huajin looked at Youhuan's frowning brows because of annoyance, hooked the corners of her lips, took a red pen and stretched it out.

Zhu Pen drew a circle on Baili Luoqing's name, and then connected a line, crossed Qian Su's name, and then connected to the place where Youhuan wrote "murderer".

"The person who is not related to him, but makes Qian Su have to sacrifice his life to save it, it is likely that Baili Luoqing has a different meaning to this murderer, because Qian Su obeys his orders." Zhao Huajin guided Youhuan out of the dead end of her thoughts.

You Huan blinked, her eyes lit up, and then she smiled and said, "Your Highness said this, I seem to know how to check next." ”

"Well, it's not too early, let's rest first." Zhao Huajin also put down the pen and pulled Youhuan to clean his hands.

Zhao Huajin has a bit of a cleanliness habit, every time he comes out of the study, even if his hands are not stained with ink, he has to clean his hands again.

Youhuan didn't pay so much attention to it originally, but now she is also being taken by Zhao Huajin and slowly goes from being unaccustomed to it.

They are like two uneven pieces of jade, slowly, slowly being polished and carved, quietly fitting each other.

The antidote to the seven-day orchid strain was prepared for a day and a night, but it was still a bad medicine, and several imperial doctors analyzed it for a day and a night, but they couldn't see what the last medicine was missing.

Seeing that Qian Su's condition is getting worse and worse, he may not be able to survive tonight.

If Qian Su died, the clue would be broken, and Xu Yu had not yet been found outside the palace, let alone life and death.

Qian Su can't die!

You Huan returned to the pharmacy, there were various medicinal residues that had been separated on the table, and the last medicine could not be determined, and several imperial doctors could only blindly bump into each other, boiling one pair after another, but they still failed to find the right medicinal materials.

Youhuan twisted a small handful of medicinal residues and put it on the tip of her nose to sniff lightly.

Suddenly, a faint and familiar medicinal fragrance was captured by her sense of smell.

"Your Highness, He Is Not Sick" Chapter 164 Polishing and Carving is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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