The cold wind was like a sharp blade, and a knife cut Ji Qingge's face. She reached out and tugged at the collar of her robe, intending to collect firewood.

As soon as she turned around, Di Jinxuan stopped her: "Qingge ......"

She looked up, and saw him uncloaking and draped it over her body. There was still his residual warmth on the cloak, which made her feel so warm, and it kept warm in her heart.

"Thank you...... The third son. ”

There was a lingering medicinal fragrance on the cloak, and with this smell alone, Ji Qingge could smell the ingredients of the medicine: green bark, woody fragrance, angelica, Chuanxiong, notoginseng, safflower......

On the left shoulder, the smell of medicine is stronger.

Ji Qingge thought to himself, Di Jinxuan's cloak should not be easily worn by others. So...... The one who was wounded, was it himself? But the one in the memory of the original owner, as well as the one in Xingyu's mouth, are all uninjured God of War Prince.

Just last night, Xingyu said to her:

"Miss, thanks to the peace today, His Royal Highness King Xiao doesn't have to go out to fight. Otherwise, when you marry into King Xiao's mansion, he will either be outside the wild sand, or in the snowy northern frontier......"

"Ah, look at Xingyu, you are so literate. Why don't you say it, if the old man is still alive, I can also be like the lord of Xiyao, and the women will not let the eyebrows be shaved? ”

Xing Yuwan smiled, her eyes swept over Ji Qingge's fair-skinned melon seed face, and said softly: "Miss." I've heard...... The county lord of Xiyao is just the righteous sister of His Royal Highness King Xiao. ”

"Whoever she is."

Although he is stubborn, how can Ji Qingge not mind the rumors between the county lord of Xiyao and Di Jinxuan?

She smiled slyly, and pressed her right hand Di Jinxuan's left shoulder, only to see him tremble faintly.

Di Jinxuan was hurt by her five fingers like an iron claw and steel hook, where was she scratching? But where he hurts, she tosses him.

"Let go!"

Before Ji Qingge, no woman dared to put her hand on his shoulder, let alone dare to arrest him. Although he didn't reject her approaching on her own initiative, he ...... His shoulders are bleeding purple and black poisonous blood, where can he stop her from ravaging?

"Smack!"

Di Jinxuan's right hand was raised suddenly, and a palm hit him on his left shoulder, slapping Ji Qing's back in sharp pain. But she smiled sweetly and asked, "Your shoulders are oozing blood, and you can still be so powerful, admire." ”

After finishing speaking, Ji Qingge spread out her right hand.

The poisonous blood on his hands was purple-black, and it also emitted a pungent stench.

She recognized that he was the ink sandalwood juice poison.

It must have been almost an hour since he came to this ancient tree. And the person who has been poisoned by the ink sandalwood juice, no matter how strong he is, will not be able to last a day.

The gaze on Di Jinxuan's handsome face was filled with a bit of pity and resentment.

She didn't understand why he used the powder to treat bruises after being poisoned. Except for the lack of medical treatment and medicine, she can't seem to find any other reasonable answer.

The antidote powder hidden in the sleeve before could not cure the poison of ink sandalwood juice.

Only Mo Lin grass is the only antidote to the poison of ink sandalwood juice.

Ji Qingge untied the cloak with trembling hands and handed it to Di Jinxuan along with her wine jug. Said: "Third son, how could you be poisoned by ink sandalwood?" ”

Those who are poisoned by the juice of the medium ink sandalwood will be sore, weak and weak, and their bodies will be very cold. But he took off his cloak and gave her to wear, and when she knew the truth, her heart was like a knife.

"Bang."

The flask was thrown back by Di Jinxuan and quickly caught it for her. Asked, "Are you worried about my wine?" ”

Di Jinxuan's cold male voice rang in her ears, "You think too much." Ben Gongzi is just not used to being taken care of by women, and he doesn't want to ......"

The words that were omitted by him let Ji Qingge pick it up by himself. A sneering smile tugged at the corner of her lips, and her lonely eyes fell on his deep-contoured face, and she asked:

"I don't want a descendant of a 'drug king' like me to come and give you a drink, do you?"

The ink sandalwood juice poison was originally made by Yan Renxin, the great poison doctor of Yancheng, and that person was the eldest brother of Ji Qingge's grandfather.

"Absolutely not."

Di Jinxuan shook his head helplessly, he didn't want to explain, but he had to explain: "Because this son was chasing a suspicious person in the canyon yesterday, he was injured by the poisonous needle secretly released by that person's accomplice. ”

Hearing his words, Ji Qingge felt a little speechless.

When he was injured, he would rather stick to it than accept help, and he didn't even want her to tell him about his injury. She doesn't understand, when is face more valuable than life?

But she didn't want to expose it, so she swore and said: "Don't worry, I will keep my mouth shut." ”

"Qingge, do you remember the secret room you entered in my mansion on the outskirts?" Di Jinxuan caught a glimpse of the loneliness in her eyes and asked her.

"Remember ......"

I almost exited the skull, but fortunately I stopped it in time.

Di Jinxuan leaned into her ear and told her, "I remember that after you entered the secret room, your eyes stayed on the white bones in the corner of the wall for a while. You must wonder if those people are the female doctors in Ben Gongzi's mansion, the people who took them to test the medicine. ”

"I thought so at the time, but I quickly dismissed it."

"Why?"

Di Jinxuan was a little overjoyed and asked her.

"If you can save me, you will never allow the female doctor in your house to harm the common people." Ji Qingge saw blood oozing from the corner of Di Jinxuan's mouth, and hurriedly took out a silk handkerchief and wiped it for him.

The mouth was bitter and salty, the whole body was sore, and even the fingers were painfully tight. He didn't know that his father, the princess who was married to him, was ...... at this moment What's the mood?

According to Bai Yuqian, the only one who can solve the poison of ink sandalwood juice is Mo Lin grass. But Bai Yuqian has been in the Lost Valley many times, but she has not been able to find Mo Lincao.

Just found some patients who were thrown into the canyon after being poisoned, Bai Yuqian did her best to bring those people back to the secret room of King Xiao's suburban mansion for treatment with Yan Fengxing.

But in the end, they couldn't pull those people back from the god of death. I could only watch them suffer all kinds of torture and die tragically after the onset of toxicity......

Di Jinxuan's thin lips hooked up a confident smile, and asked Ji Qingge tentatively: "What, is Miss Ji planning to use the common sense on the medical fragments that she has seen in the firewood room to detoxify me?" ”

"It's time like this, so don't be kidding. Okay? ”

I saw that poisonous blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and she was in a hurry here. He teased her like no one else, as if the poisoned person was not him at all.

Ji Qingge quickly put on the medicine basket on his back and told him seriously:

"Third son, the poison of the ink sandalwood juice will make the poisoned hallucinate. No matter who or what you think of for a while, try to convince yourself to calm down! ”

"Hmm."

Di Jinxuan, who was leaning on Gu Liu, only felt that his body was weak and his brain was dizzy. Not to mention stepping forward to grab Ji Qingge's hand, even if he stands, he can't stand steadily......