Fu Yichou reached out and was about to open the collar on her chest, but was stopped by Furong reaching out, "No... But..."

She stopped him, her eyes were full of rejection, she and him could only be a reputation husband and wife, even if she died, he couldn't taint her for half a point.

Furong insisted, Fu Yichou frowned slightly, compared to her life, nothing else mattered.

He pulled her hand away, his face heavy, "If you are so stubborn again, don't blame me for being rude to you." ”

He only lifted the collar on her chest, but did not open it too much, and saw that the collarbone was the normal color, so he put her clothes neatly.

I got up and went outside to wet the towel, wrung it clean and then came in and wiped it on her.

He rubbed it very seriously, as if he was doing the happiest thing in the world.

Fleur opened her eyes and looked at him, and said with difficulty, "Where have you been all these days?" ”

He wiped his mouth and said, "I searched for the man who stabbed you for several days, and finally found his traces on the southern border, and saw the book of Mu Zhu, so I had to rush back to save you." ”

Fleur smiled bitterly, life is worse than death these days, it does make her think about a lot of things, some people and things, not something she can avoid if she wants to.

She gasped slightly, endured the sharp pain in her chest, and asked, "Do you know the person who stabbed me?" ”

How did he not know, but back then, hundreds of people in the Fu family were indeed sent to distant places, so many years have passed, and very few have come back alive, even if they are alive, it is impossible to come back to Furong for revenge, but Yi Jun's face, he is so familiar, and he looks so similar to himself, if he is not Yi Jun, then he really has to check this person well.

Fu Yixuan nodded slightly, pulled out the silver needles on her body one by one, the blood was still black, and he frowned and looked at Furong, "The toxicity on your body is quite fierce, before I detoxify you, I'm afraid I want you to succumb to this." ”

Fleur doesn't care about the residence, but he knows what is growing in his body, but he simply calls it 'poison', and he really underestimates himself.

Mu Zhu prepared two large pots of hot water, poured them into the wooden barrels in the room one by one, and did not forget to ask Fu Yichou when he was tired and sweaty, "Son, do you want to sprinkle some herbs into it?" ”

Fu Yixuan got up, opened the box on the wooden shelf, and took a packet of herbs from it, and then poured it into the wooden barrel.

Mu Zhu saw that Fu Yichou was going to bathe Hibiscus, so he would not stay in the room, and went out alone to find dinner in the evening.

Fleur sat up, "Aren't you afraid I'm really rotting before you bathe me?" ”

Fu Yishu shook his fingers, turned around and smiled gently, "I have been picking pearl dew for three years, and I am willing to waste a penny, because you came, so I gave it everything, but you complained about me." ”

She complained in her words, but she felt a little angry, he threw her away with a word, let her resign herself to fate, everyone will complain at this moment, fortunately, he grasped the measure and found her at the critical moment, otherwise let her drag on for two more days, she will not be as sober as she is now.

Fleur listened to his tone, but also became well-behaved, let him take off his robe, the profane clothes were still white, thanks to the early summer and autumn snow diligent change of clothes for her these days.

Fu Yixuan put her into the wooden barrel, and his eyes were a little more serious, "I'm going to put an injection on your back soon, it will hurt a little, you should be a little patient." ”

Fleur endured it for so many days, and she didn't care about this moment, nodding slightly, it was considered a tacit approval, and her pale face did not have the slightest hint of goodness, but she felt that her breath was getting heavier and heavier, as if she was really going to enter the ground.

He lifted the garment from her back with a frown, and the smooth back was in front of him, only to make his face darker, as if the task was so difficult to do.

He pressed down his spine, and as the long needle slowly pierced into the bone, Fleur's clenched teeth seemed to be crushed, and her pale lips trembled, unable to express the painful struggle in her heart, which pierced to the bottom of her heart, and the pain she had endured for so many days was not as direct as it came at this moment.

Furong held the edge of the barrel tightly with both hands, and her eyes weakly wanted to avoid behind her, but she wanted to turn her body several times in pain, but was stopped by Fu Yichou behind her.

She hurts, and he feels comfortable.

Furong gasped, her breath became more and more gentle, and Fu Yixuan saw that the black poisonous blood flowed out along the tip of the needle, and the color slowly turned bright red, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Slowly pulling out the fine needle, Fleur felt a sharp pain, fainted instantly, unconscious.

Fu Yixuan couldn't bear to hold her and let her lie on the edge of the barrel, wanting to release the poisonous blood while she fainted.

When he pricked the second needle, he found that the blood no longer flowed out, he frowned slightly, and couldn't help but be a little worried in his heart, this poisonous blood was stimulated by the herbs on the tip of the needle, and it would flow out.

He put away the silver needle and put her dirty clothes on, then he took a towel and moistened it with hot water, and wiped her cheeks.

She had fainted for half a month, her face was emaciated rapidly, and she had lost her spirit in just a few days, and this was the first time he had seen such weakness.

He sighed in his heart, if it weren't for him, why would she have to endure such pain.

Fleur lost consciousness after falling asleep, and when she woke up again, she felt that her body seemed to be much more relaxed, and she opened her eyes slightly, only to see the sunlight shining into the window and shining on the ground, which was exceptionally warm.

The birds outside are singing one after another, but it feels like a paradise.

She struggled to prop up her body, and found that she could control her body, and her heart became happy, it seems that Fu Yichou's medical skills are not exaggerated.

During the more than ten days she was paralyzed, she personally felt what it means to be powerless, and even more experienced what it means to be in pain.

She slowly stepped out of bed, gasped for a long time, and continued walking.

Mu Zhu was drying herbs in the courtyard, and when he turned around, he saw Furong walking out against the wall, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped forward to support her, "Princess, don't come out, the sun is a little big outside, if it is basking in you, I will be scolded by the horse again." ”

Furong hadn't seen Muzhu for a long time, and now that she saw her acquaintance, her mood improved, and she asked, "Where did the colt go?" ”

Mu Zhu was stunned for a moment, and replied honestly, "The horse went to collect medicine." ”

Furong found a stone slab and sat down, not far from Muzhu, and the two chatted, but there was no embarrassment as a master and servant.

Fleur watched him skillfully pick out the herbs, and was a little curious, "How long have you been following the pony?" ”

Mu Zhu smiled, "The princess forgot, I am the child of the servant of the Fu family, and I grew up with the concubine after I was born." ”

Furong was stunned, but she didn't expect him to escape with Fu Yichou.

With a smile on the corner of Mu Zhu's mouth, he lost his dissatisfaction with Furong on weekdays, and asked with a smile, "Does the princess like this 'White Lotus Valley'?" ”