Thinking of Jiang Lingdye's loose clothes, Yan Qi felt a chill in his heart!

If he was too late, even for a moment, would this poisonous needle already be pierced in her?!

The king of a country, after all, does he love to pick up the means to make it?

It was he who overestimated the king in his heart!

Yan Qi looked at the needle, his heart became more and more desolate, and his eyes gradually became barren: "Take it!" ”

The man in black looked at Yan Qi's outstretched palm, and then looked at Jiang Lingran on the couch: "Son, forgive your sins, this needle is a subordinate task." If I can't complete the mission, I will die when I return to Beijing. ”

Yan Qi said coldly: "I can let you die now!" ”

The man in black smiled helplessly when he heard this, as if he was a little afraid, and said, "Since the prince wants it, how dare his subordinates not give it!" As soon as he spoke, his wrist suddenly exerted force, and the needle between his fingers flew towards the bed.

Yan Qi's pupils shrank.

The moment the needle was shot, he immediately moved, and before he stepped forward, he held the needle in the palm of his hand.

And the fist stopped at her neck.

Baixiang looked at Yan Qi's clenched fists, and her face turned white with fright.

He subconsciously said, "Childe, you." ”

Yan Qi raised his hand, restrained the rest of Baixiang's words, and said in a low voice: "Get out!" ”

Baixiang followed his gaze towards the bed.

Jiang Lingran didn't know when he woke up, opened his eyes, and looked at Yan Qi.

Just after the fight was like that, these three people didn't wake up, it can be seen that the man in black used tricks before he came in, how could Jiang Lingran wake up this time?

Baixiang naturally knew that Yan Qi didn't want Jiang Lingran to see this, so he hurriedly dragged the man in black out.

The room was quiet, and Yan Qi looked down at her.

The little girl's dark eyes were full of confusion that she hadn't woken up, and her eyes looked at him weakly and weakly, like a drunk cat.

Yan Qi's heart hurt when he saw it, and he pulled his lips: "Sleep." ”

The little girl's eyelashes trembled, obviously sleepy, but staring at him persistently.

Yan Qi laughed, the fist on the side of her neck approached her, rubbed the back of her hand against her cheek, and said softly: "Sleep, I'm here." ”

The little girl looked at him, her eyes gradually moistened, and she wanted to pout, but she held back.

In the end, he didn't say anything, just grabbed his sleeve, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Outside the room, Baixiang stepped on the heart of the man in black and said in a suppressed voice: "Take out the antidote!" ”

Baixiang can crush his leg bones with one kick, let alone step on his heart! The man in black choked on a mouthful of blood.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: "The emperor is bent on killing Marquis Wen Jing, how can he prepare an antidote?" ”

Passion was terrified.

Yes, Yan Qi has suffered for Jiang Lingran!

Before that, the emperor would not have thought of such a situation.

"Without an antidote, poison should have a name, right?!"

The man in black looked at Baixiang in fear, his voice trembled, and his heart was finally more comfortable.

He spat at the blood foam and sneered, "How would I know? You should ask the emperor about this! ”

Baixiang choked, gritted his teeth and kicked it again.

The man in black was kicked twice, vomited blood, and collapsed on the ground waiting to die.

Yan Qi walked out and glanced at it lightly: "Take it out and solve it." ”

If there is blood stains, it will be found by Jiang Lingran.

When Baixiang heard this, he hurriedly said, "But you have been poisoned!" Isn't it tried? ”

Yan Qi sneered: "It's just a little bit." ”

Baixiang took the people out of the city, searched them and found no antidote, so they buried them on the spot.

The next day, Jiang Lingran and Xiangzhu Qingyu woke up in the morning, an hour later than before.

Qingyu covered her head and sat up, and said, "My braincase hurts, am I sick?" ”

Xiang Zhu's complexion was not good, and he frowned and said, "I also have a little pain, is it because of the rain yesterday?" ”

Qingyu nodded hurriedly.

But with a little head, the head hurts even more.

She covered her head and lay back, looking sad and mournful, "It's very likely." ”

Xiang Zhu looked at Jiang Lingran, who was still motionless with his eyes open, and said worriedly: "Girl, aren't you feeling well?" ”

Jiang Lingran let go of the quilt corners that had been wrinkled out and sat up.

"I also have a bit of a headache."

"Let's let the kitchen boil some ginger soup later, let's drink a bowl for each of us to drive away the cold."

Xiang Zhu felt that today's ginger was less alive than Su Ri, and the whole person was wooden.

But I didn't think much about it, I just thought it was because it was uncomfortable, and nodded in response, while waiting for her to dress and wash.

As soon as it was cleaned up, there was a knock on the door.

Xiang Zhu asked, listened to Uncle Wen's answer outside, and opened the door before hurrying.

Uncle Wen said: "Are they all up?" ”

Xiang Zhu nodded.

Uncle Wen walked in at this time, looked at Jiang Lingran aside, and then looked at Qingyu and Xiangzhu, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Lingran looked at Uncle Wen like this, frowned and said suspiciously: "Did something happen?" Why are you so nervous? ”

Uncle Wen had no intention of concealing it, and said with a solemn expression: "We seem to have won the trick?" ”

Jiang Lingran's heart tightened, and he said hurriedly: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Uncle Wen said, "Don't you have a headache?" ”

Jiang Lingran was stunned for a moment, and said after coming back to his senses: "We all have a little headache, and we thought it was a cold yesterday." ”

Uncle Wen said: "You didn't turn off the lights when you slept yesterday, did you?" ”

Jiang Lingran nodded.

Uncle Wen frowned and said, "I was thinking about keeping vigil last night, but somehow, my head suddenly became dizzy, and then I fell into a coma. ”

"When I open my eyes again, it's already dawn."

"Although my body didn't react superfluously, I could sense that something was wrong."

Jiang Lingran thought of himself last night, and the situation was the same as what Uncle Wen said.

She thought it was sleepiness, but she was lucky to come?!

Xiang Zhu and Qingyu were scared when they heard this, and they both felt that they had encountered thieves.

I was busy and went to check my belongings, but after checking them, I didn't lose anything.

Jiang Lingran was a little uneasy in his heart, remembered something, and frowned: "Why don't you see the big tiger?" ”

Uncle Wen only cared about the safety of the three girls, but ignored the strong man Dahu.

Hearing this, he hurriedly said, "Are you still asleep?" I'll take a look. When he arrived outside the big tiger gate, he knocked on the door but no one answered, Uncle Wen was worried that something would happen and knocked open the door.

The big tiger fell asleep, dripping all over, and the high fever lasted not only for a long time.

Uncle Wen hurriedly asked the store to invite a doctor.

The departure that was originally scheduled was delayed due to the illness of the big tiger.

Although they were just guessing and there was no evidence, Jiang Lingran and Uncle Wen still felt that this inn was not safe, and when Dahu woke up, they changed to an inn to live in.

Several people also asked the doctor to diagnose the pulse, and there was nothing wrong, so they were relieved

Song Kuo, the chief manager of Suzhou, stood in front of the table nervously, watching the doctor press his fingers on Yan Qi's wrist.

The doctor is from the Qi family firm, and he naturally did his best to diagnose Yan Qi's illness.

After checking the pulse, the doctor looked at Yan Qi's black palm again, and the more he looked at it, the tighter his brows wrinkled.

He took out a silver needle from the medicine box and said, "Childe, be patient." The tip of the silver needle plunged gently into the flesh.