"What is this?" Wang Zixi looked at Fu Yu's teacup filled with red viscous liquid, he took the cup to his nose and sniffed it, there was a strong smell of blood in this teacup, and he really couldn't eat it when he was idle.

Wang Zixi put the teacup on the table, raised his head and asked, "What the hell is this?" ”

"This is medicine, too! Drink it first and see the effect! Fu Yu still knows that his blood is useless to Wang Zixi, so he can only urge Wang Zixi to drink the blood of this half teacup quickly.

Wang Zixi pinched his nose and drank it with half a teacup of blood under the urging of Fu Yu, and as soon as he drank it, he quickly picked up the water on the table and poured it down.

"What the hell is this? Why does it smell so strong? ”

Fu Yu lowered his head and said perfunctorily: "This is the right medicine for the hospital, but I don't know if this medicine works yet, so I will take it over and let you drink it to see the effect!" ”

Wang Zixi was a little puzzled by such an unreliable explanation: "You mean that this medicine has just been developed?" Won't I become a guinea pig trying drugs? What if I am really poisoned by this medicine? ”

Of course, he will not be directly poisoned by this medicine, this medicine is Fu Yu's own blood.

"Let's just drink it, maybe it will be useful!" Fu Yu is not only comforting Wang Zixi, he is also comforting himself.

However, speaking of which, his blood really seemed to have played a role, and the blood blisters on Wang Zixi's body did not change in the following day, which made Fu Yu very relieved, and he hoped that it was his own blood that played a role.

He cut his palm with a knife again, and then squeezed a cup of blood for the streamer to send to Wang Zixi.

As long as Yu Ning comes back, he won't work so hard anymore, and use blood to delay the onset of toxicity on Wang Zixi's body.

But sometimes things are often unexpected, three days have passed, but Yu Ning has not returned, and even the flying pigeon biography sent by Fu Yu is still silent, and Fu Yu began to become more impatient.

Fu Yu now knows that he can't go crazy with hate, his blood can't go directly to Wang Zixi, is there a way for him to share this pain with Wang Zixi.

He sent someone to keep an eye on Fu Siting, but there was no news from Fu Siting's side at all.

For a while, I was in an embarrassing situation again.

Prince Xi has been away from the palace for a long time and now lives again, He habitually sits in the gazebo and eats melon seeds, he returns to the room after eating melon seeds as usual, and when he sits in front of the bookcase, he accidentally sees the novel and story he has not finished writing on the bookcase.

When Fu Yu came to visit Wang Zixi, he stood outside the door and saw Wang Zixi's warm face sitting in front of the bookcase illuminated by candles, he liked this feeling very much, such a simple and warm appearance was like a home.

He wrapped his arms around Wang Zixi from behind, and Wang Zixi was startled by him, the pen in his hand fell, and the ink stains were everywhere on the table and the floor.

"What are you doing? You scared the hell out of me! Wang Zixi turned around and punched him in the chest, smiling at Fu Yu as if he was coquettish, "Why are you here?" You don't always take care of the affairs of the court because you take care of me, you see that I am much better now, maybe I drank the medicine you sent, and you see that the blood blisters on my body are no longer itchy! ”

Fu Yu heard him say this, reached out and pulled away his clothes to check the blood blisters on his body, the blood blisters didn't seem to have changed, but Wang Zixi said that the blisters were no longer itchy, which meant that the toxicity had been temporarily suppressed.

"Yu Ning doesn't know what is delayed, he should be on his way back at this time, you don't have to worry, your illness will definitely be cured!"

Wang Zixi nodded after hearing this: "I'm not too worried about my own illness now, I'm worried about Fu Cheng and he still suspects that Song Dusheng's death is related to you, if we can find Song Dusheng right now, maybe this suspicion will disappear!" ”

This is indeed a way, but it is not so simple to find Song Dusheng, although he has already sent someone to send a letter to Wu Shan, but it is still difficult to ask Wu Shan to help find Song Dusheng in such a short period of time.

"Ah Xi, don't worry about my affairs, there is always a way to solve it! The most important thing now is that you can take care of your own body, and don't worry about other things! ”

Wang Zixi nodded, he believed that Fu Yu was capable of solving these troubles.

Fu Yu reached out and took a few pieces of paper that had been written on the table, and frowned: "Ah Xi, the words you wrote don't seem to have grown much!" It's still like a chicken's paw scribbling on a piece of paper! ”

Wang Zixi retorted unconvinced: "Who said that? I think my handwriting looks pretty good! Speaking of which, I'll show you what I wrote before, and I don't know where the conch girl helped me copy it again, can you see if this writing is much better than what you wrote? ”

Looking at the transcribed novel handed over by Wang Zixi, this is obviously what he copied when Wang Zixi copied, where did the conch girl come from?

He shook his head and put the paper in his hand on the table: "This writing is not as good as what I wrote, don't write it, hurry up and go to bed!" ”

Wang Zixi pouted, and looked at it carefully a few times: "This is obviously very good-looking, but this word is a bit like what you wrote!" ”

"It's getting late! Hurry up and rest! ”

Wang Zixi had to honestly get into the bed.

"Where are you going?" Wang Zixi looked at Fu Yu, who turned around and was about to leave, and asked.

"I still haven't finished reading the song, you can sleep first!" After Fu Yu finished speaking, he turned around and left the prince's room.

Wang Zixi looked at Fu Yu's back and muttered, "If only it could go on like this forever!" ”

This kind of life is indeed very good, Fu Yu has been taking care of him, he doesn't have to take care of other things, all things are solved by Fu Yu.

Wang Zixi's laziness flared up again, he was originally a lazy person with no goals, and being kept by Fu Yu like this will only make him lazier.

Just as he was about to cover the quilt and sleep, his window was suddenly pushed open, and a dark figure in a nightwalking suit crept in.

Wang Zixi was taken aback, and subconsciously flipped over the dagger he carried with him.

But the man in the black night suit didn't do anything, just knelt in front of Wang Zixi's bed, and then handed a letter to Wang Zixi.

Wang Zixi took the letter a little timidly, opened the envelope to check what was written inside, and saw that it was written by Gu Qing to him, so Wang Zixi let down his guard.

It seems that this person in a black night suit should be those elusive secret guards around Gu Qing.

The content of the letter basically said that Gu Qing had sent secret guards to the border city to check the situation over there in the past few days, but he found that Wu Shan's soldiers had now been placed by Fu Siting with a large number of people, and he was afraid that Fu Siting would provoke these people to do something, so he took a dozen comforts to secretly protect Wu Shan.

Gu Qing repeatedly told Wang Zixi not to enter the palace these days, and said that Fu Siting's manpower seemed to be placed in the palace.

Looks like the weather is about to change! Wang Zixi clenched the letter in his hand, he originally wanted to wait until he found Song Dusheng to tell Fu Cheng that Song Dusheng was not dead, but now it seems that he can't wait to find Song Dusheng, maybe Song Dusheng has already been controlled by Fu Siting's subordinates, Wang Zixi feels that he has to go to the palace immediately.

He left the palace and returned to the palace, and Fu Yu must not know about it! Otherwise, Fu Yu should worry about him again.

"Are you Gu Qing's secret guard?" Wang Zixi looked at the man in black kneeling in front of him.

The man in black nodded.

Wang Zixi guessed that the skills of this secret guard should not be bad, otherwise it would be impossible to hide the high vigilance and defense of Streamer and others, and sneak into the palace to deliver the letter.

"Can you do me a favor?" Wang Zixi can only ask this comfort to help him get him into the palace now.

The dark guard was a little confused, looked up at Wang Zixi, and finally nodded.

"Now it's all about it! I want you to sneak me into the palace! Can it be done? ”

The dark guard didn't know what the specific content of the letter Gu Qing wrote to Wang Zixi, but seeing Wang Zixi's earnest gaze, the dark guard finally agreed.

The secret guard is good, although it is still a little reluctant to take Wang Zixi with light skills, but he still sent the prince to the palace safely.

The first thing the prince did when he entered the palace was to go to the emperor's bedchamber.

He had to tell Fu Cheng everything in front of Fu Cheng, he had to tell Fu Cheng that Song Dusheng might not have died, and he had to remind Fu Cheng to be careful of Fu Siting.

But when he pushed open the door of the palace dormitory, he saw Fu Cheng holding a knife in his hand, the clothes on his body were also tattered, and there were the corpses of several dead guards lying on the ground, and this was the palace dormitory, there were several masked assassins with knives in their hands, it seemed that Fu Cheng had been injured, and at this time he was half lying on the ground, and he had no strength to resist.

Fu Cheng saw Wang Zixi, who was stunned there when he pushed open the door, and shouted at Wang Zixi: "Hurry up!" Let's go, leave me alone! ”

But where can Wang Zixi care about running now, he has only one thought in his head: save people!

Wang Zixi picked up a knife from the ground and slashed at the assassin frantically.

Fu Cheng took advantage of this Wang Zixi's fight with the assassin to cover his wounds and stand up, he hid behind Wang Zixi, and said to Wang Zixi: "Why are you here?" Aren't you supposed to be in the palace now? How did it end up in the palace? ”

Wang Zixi didn't have the time to answer these questions, he just said: "Don't ask so much, hurry up and run outside the dormitory!" I'll cover you! ”

Wang Zixi's skills are naturally not comparable to those of assassins, but fortunately, the secret guard beside Gu Qing rushed over to help, but after all, one punch is invincible to four feet, and this group of assassins must have seven or eight people, to say the least.

"Fu Cheng, you are the emperor, you hurry up and run out, don't look back, you will shout for help when you see the guards and patrolling guards! Come on! ”