Chapter IX, Conspiracy

Luo Qing'er instantly realized that she was a little open-mouthed, no matter how good the seventh prince was, he would not allow his princess to be too close to the guards, this kind of title was fine in private, if it was used by someone with a heart......

As the saying goes, nothing can come to the wind, which is very inappropriate.

"Actually, I originally wanted to worship him as a teacher, but Luo Jiuyan didn't agree with anything, so I gave a nickname by the way, we are also the relationship between master and apprentice, and there is no distance between them."

The person in the dark couldn't see his expression, nor did he know his joy or anger, he didn't speak, Luo Qing'er could only keep reflecting on himself, was there anything wrong with him, what did he ask just now?

"I, I thought that since the prince has improved, but he has not hidden, there must be your reason, the events of the past few days made me more sure, the prince intended to conceal it, so I had to find Jiuyan."

After speaking, the other party still didn't respond at all, she was really nervous to death, this was the first time she had such intimate contact with the prince after getting married, and this aura ate her to death.

"What kind of poison did you give King Jing?" After a while, the Seventh Prince actually came out with such a sentence, he still remembered that Luo Qing'er in the carriage said that she had loved that person for seven years, and now she is still reluctant, is this really the case?

"Uh......" Luo Qing'er really can't figure out the brain circuit of our prince, why did he suddenly turn here? Are you afraid that she doesn't know the severity and poisons King Jing and affects him?

"The prince can rest assured, it's just some simple poisons mixed together, and the antidote is more troublesome, but it is easy for ordinary imperial doctors to study for a few days, and they will definitely not let the palace take any risks."

Luo Qing'er blinked smartly, and she didn't know if the people above could see that her eyes were full of sincerity and sincerity.

Finally, the Seventh Prince let go of her and lay on the bed, Luo Qing'er immediately got up, and her heart suddenly relaxed, has this passed this level?

"When will this king's leg be healed?" This time, King Jing's voice became extremely calm, as if he was saying something very ordinary, this is what he really cares about, right?

"This ...... The injury is a little serious, and the poison has hurt the roots, and I am still not sure that it will be completely healed, I can only say that I will do my best. "No healer would dare to give a positive answer.

Let's not say that the other party is the prince, what I say now is categorical, and I am afraid it will be a problem if she can't do it in the future, and she is a half-hanging, self-taught person, and it is not easy to say how many catties and taels she has.

"You are good at medicine, who did you learn from?" The Seventh Prince was still in a flat tone, but there was still disappointment in his heart, he thought that she was the one sent by God to save him, but he didn't find out which healer she had been in contact with.

"There is something I have to tell the prince, I don't have a master, only a few books I read when I was a child, and many years of life experience folk earthwork, and my memory is a little mottled. So please don't expect too much from me. ”

If there is no hope, there will be no disappointment, besides, she exists only to protect the main personality, and if they are in harmony and their lives are peaceful, she will have to leave sooner or later.

"It's okay, even if you let it go, it doesn't matter if you live or die" I don't know if it's true or not, anyway, Luo Qing'er doesn't believe it. How could a battle-hardened prince give his life to someone else so easily.

"I'll do my best." This sentence became the last conversation of the night, it was still acupuncture treatment, it was still jumping out of the window, it seemed to be no different, but there was something, faintly changed.

In the next month, Luo Qing'er began devil training, and Luo Jiuyan came to check every day, and was even more surprised by Luo Qing'er's progress, such a talent is really rare.

In this Gaomen compound, such a tireless young lady is even more unheard of, the original fair skin has turned into a wheat color, and the supple green silk is coiled behind her head, capable and decisive.

This month, King Jing's poison was resolved, and at the same time, he was also surprised by the fact that Luo Qing'er would be poisoned, and thoroughly investigated the people in the house, and the husband and wife for many years, he didn't know that his wife would be poisoned.

Qian Ziyi also fell out of favor for half a month, but fortunately, there was no scar on her face. threw herself into King Jing's arms, cried weakly, and returned to the throne of the favored concubine.

It's just that the two of them secretly held their breath, Luo Qing'er made them so ugly, naturally they couldn't make her feel better.

The sun had set, Luo Qing'er was still practicing the newly learned moves, her physical condition was getting better and better, and suddenly a gust of wind hit, Luo Qing'er subconsciously dodged, and saw that it was her own prince, and walked over with a comfortable face.

"Why does the prince have time to come?" Luo Qing'er took a sweat towel to wipe the sweat on her face, and couldn't help but slander, what a name! Yu Jin hurried over to deliver hot tea.

"It seems that you are making good progress, you will go to the palace for a night talk, and I am afraid that you will not come back tonight." The Seventh Prince looked at this woman who was not very decent.

I always feel that she has some special charm, which makes people can't leave her eyes, she seems to be never tireless, no matter what kind of situation she is in, she is very calm.

"It's all night, I'll change my clothes and accompany you, right?" Luo Qing'er got up, and she smelled a hint of danger keenly.

"No need, some little things, don't bother Madame." The seventh prince was carried away, looking sick on the surface, and it seemed that he was preparing to enter the palace.

Luo Qing'er felt that someone was peeping when she was bathing, but she didn't say anything, changed her clothes as usual, and let Yujin and the others leave. He blew out the lamp and waited for the man to come to the door.

"I'm a guest, and I've got tea on the table." A lazy voice came from the darkness, and the man in black paused, turned his head, and there was indeed a cup of hot tea on the table.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he wanted to flee in a hurry, but he found that his body was weak, he couldn't use his strength, and he forced his body, so his blood surged up, and his whole body was hot. He raised his hand to kill himself, but was injured by a bead.

"Why are you so anxious, why don't you talk to me? When the medicine is over, it's not too late for you to go back. Luo Qing'er felt sorry for that bead in her heart, and the marriage was just such a thing, and now she ruined a handpiece in vain.

It's really painful, but you can't blame her, this person doesn't seem to be weak in kung fu, otherwise the palace is full of guards, how could no one find out?

"Princess, princess." A group of people suddenly gathered around the courtyard, if it wasn't for a big event, the guards wouldn't have entered the inner courtyard, didn't they catch the assassin?

At this time, the prince is afraid that he has not come back yet, and they can only come to this backyard, "Heh, you shouldn't have brought someone back, right?" Knowing that there would be no answer, Luo Qing'er simply put on her coat and opened the door.

Hula knelt on the ground outside the door, and the leader turned out to be Luo Jiuyan, but Luo Jiuyan's body exuded a heavy smell of blood, shouldn't he follow the prince? Could it be that the prince is in trouble?

"Help him in." Luo Qing'er ignored the surprised eyes, walked into the room and lit the lamp, and then received another vote of surprise. No one would have imagined that there was a man in black in the princess's house.

"What's going on?" Luo Qing'er calmly checked the injuries on Luo Jiuyan's body, a broken sword was inserted in the shoulder, and it did not penetrate, seeing that the blood stains should be poisonous, and the dense red spots on the body should be poisoned by the powder.

"Originally, the people below were in some trouble, and I originally thought that I was going to ask a question, but when I entered the palace, I was called by the queen, saying that I had invited a witch doctor for the prince, and the prince's body had healed, if it was exposed at this time......"

Luo Qing'er had already pulled out the broken arrow, Yu Jin brought over a small box, Luo Qing'er skillfully took out the bottles and cans inside, sprinkled them on the wound, quickly stopped the bleeding, and bandaged him, and even gave him a little anesthetic.

The pain gradually lessened, and just as she wanted to continue speaking, Luo Qing'er took the first step, "If it is exposed, you will be charged with bullying the king, and even worse, it is unpredictable, so the first thing is to keep the secret of the prince, what else?" ”

"Also, there is a problem with the witch doctors, I'm afraid they are ready to conspire and wait for the prince." Although surprised, Luo Jiuyan still said bluntly.

"It was the witch doctor who hurt you, you should have a way to deal with it." This is an affirmative sentence, they must have prepared a countermeasure a long time ago, then something must have happened for them to find here.