The strange man hugged Ji Qingge and came to a heavily guarded suburban mansion. Ji Qingge's ears could vaguely hear the deep sound of the vermilion lacquer door opening.

and the respectful words of the guard at the door: "Third son, please." ”

The man hugged Ji Qingge, walked through the long verandah, and carried her into a quaint inner room. Ji Qingge didn't have the slightest strength to resist, even if he spit out a word, it was extremely difficult.

She only felt her sick body being gently placed on a large and comfortable bed. A man's deep and sexy voice came from his ears: "Pass the female doctor." ”

"Yes, Third Prince."

The other man replied, also in a cold male voice.

After the clothes on his body were broken by Ji Qingling, he was already unclothed. Now that the man known as the "Third Son" grabbed her wrist, she only felt humiliated.

Even if she is down, she is behind the door after all.

She was so afraid, afraid that she would be despised by the third son. Subconsciously snorted and said, "Let ...... go"

The man didn't say anything, and only waited for the female doctor to come in before he said, "Quick, detoxify." ”

The female doctor stepped forward, and after examining it, she shook her head helplessly. She said timidly: "Your Highness Qiqi, what is in this girl is Wuling gall poison, and there is no cure. Let alone...... She had been poisoned an hour earlier. ”

"Rubbish, get out!"

The third prince, Emperor Jinxuan, fiercely provoked his sword eyebrows that flew obliquely into his sideburns, and scolded angrily. Then he asked the man in white standing outside the door, "Go, find the white girl." ”

"Back to Your Highness, the White Maiden went to the Lost Valley to investigate ......"

Di Jinxuan said in a deep voice: "Go out." ”

At this time, Ji Qingge suddenly understood that the third prince did not have any intentions against her, but took the opportunity to use an antidote on her arm.

Ji Qingge obviously felt that her arm was not so painful, she raised her right hand and tucked the brocade quilt, glanced at the man shyly, and said, "Thank you for saving your life." ”

Di Jinxuan just glanced at her lightly. Just this glance made Ji Qingge feel the aura of a king dominating the world revealed between his eyebrows.

He stood up and walked to the door before turning around and telling Ji Qingge, "Wait." ”

"Hmm."

Ji Qingge glanced at him gratefully and replied.

After a while, Di Jinxuan brought two white porcelain bottles. He helped Ji Qingge and said, "This detoxification wine has been drunk by this son, and it works." With that, he fed her the antidote wine.

After this small bottle of antidote wine was swallowed, Ji Qingge only felt refreshed, and his stomach was not uncomfortable. Looking at the third son, who took the hot washkerchief in a man's hand to wipe her wounds, she said again: "Thank you, son." ”

A hint of imperceptible joy flashed in Di Jinxuan's eyes, but he still pursed his thin lips and didn't say a word.

His slender fingers fell on Ji Qingge's bloodstains, and she inexplicably felt that there was a deer in her heart bumping into it. His eyes were deep, like a bottomless pool.

The sexy thin lips pursed until the door opened and went out, and then he said, "You have a good rest." ”

Ji Qingge was attracted by the extremely magnetic male voice, and even dreamed when she was resting, she dreamed of the figure of the third son who detoxified her.

It's just that the third prince and Ji Qingge are still small, and the scene is also in the vast snowfield.

After waking up, Ji Qingge vaguely remembered that the third son in the dream called Ji Qingge "Qianqian", and she called him "Yongnian".

The air full of fragrant aroma was inhaled into the nasal cavity by Ji Qingge, and soon spread to every meridian. She only felt that the pores of her body were stretched, which was refreshing.

Lifting the soft brocade quilt, Ji Qingge got out of bed.

I looked at the antique furniture, as well as the carved bamboo and other delicate patterns on the agarwood bed. She only felt that the third prince was a man with extraordinary taste, such a tasteful man, how could she thank him?

The furniture of the General's Mansion had already been sold to her aunt. As for her mother's jewelry, it was not spared. More than half of her parents' collection of books became the starting paper for the kitchen.

And there is a small number of medical books, after Ji Qingge read them, he asked Xingyu to help hide them in other places.

There was still all kinds of information about Wuling bile poison in his mind, and while Ji Qingge was thinking about completely detoxifying himself, he also thought of a way to make a fortune.

Practice.

It's just that to open a pharmacy in the imperial city of Jing'ancheng, you have to have the express approval of the government, and you have to be a famous doctor. She, the person who just crossed over, seemed to be unable to open a pharmacy.

Now that the injury is healed, Ji Qingge thought to herself, she had to go back to her uncle's family to go back to the General's Mansion. Otherwise, where to stay? Besides, her fish charm is still in the hands of her uncles.

If there is no fish talisman, it is very dangerous in the Xiyue Dynasty.

It's hard to move an inch.

After Ji Qingge moved his muscles, he sat down at the wooden table, picked up the incomparably clear bronze mirror on the table, and dressed himself.

The people in the bronze mirror are still the appearance of Ji Qingge in the 21st century. It's just that the yellow muscles of the face have been thinner, and the childishness on the face has not been taken off. In this way, it makes her look a little more playful.

Ji Qingge didn't use the original owner's delicate wooden comb, and combed his long hair with his fingers. Ji Qingge, the original owner, who hasn't dressed up for six years, should dress up well.

As soon as his right hand was raised above his head, the handsome face of the third prince was reflected in the bronze mirror.

Ji Qingge looked at the door, and saw that the third prince had changed into a white dress, his face was like a crown of jade, and the jade tree was in the wind. His figure, with a sense of isolation and loneliness, seems to have fallen into the mortal world by mistake.

I thought that her blood stains had stained the ice blue robe of the third son, no matter what...... I still owe him a lot of favors.

Ji Qingge, who was not a woman, was attracted by Di Jinxuan's prosperous face with a pair of clear eyes, and couldn't move away for a long time.

Di Jinxuan didn't expect that he had saved a peerless beauty, and she wore a tattered shirt that made him look at it a few more times. If he dresses up again, won't he be unable to see it?

Well, he was born in the palace since he was a child. What kind of beauty did he never see?

He thought, what the hell is wrong with him?

As soon as the eyes of the two appreciating each other met in the air, Ji Qingge only felt that his cheeks were hot and his heart was beating faster. This, how did you become a nymphomaniac as soon as you crossed over?

It's so unreasonable, really.

"Three, third son, thank you for saving me." Ji Qingge found that the handsome and abnormally handsome third prince was also looking at her, so he accosted her.

Di Jinxuan smiled lightly and said, "It's just a trivial matter." ”

"Excuse me, what is the surname of the third son?"

Ji Qingge only felt that the facial features of the third prince were very similar to the eternal years in the memory of the original owner. And before the original owner died, he was still shouting with all his might:

"Save me, Forever......" Save me, Eternity!

The words that the original owner did not finish before he died, and the name that did not have a complete memory instantly appeared in Ji Qingge's mind.