Nanwangfu, when the lamp is in hand.

The attendant beside King Nan cautiously probed in and said, "Lord, dinner is ready, can you use it now?" ”

King Nan put down the book in his hand, only to find that it was already dark outside.

"No need." Nanwang stood up and walked out of the study.

The attendant said: "Concubine Zhuang sent the maid over just now, I don't know if the prince will go over tonight." ”

King Nan let out a vague "um" and walked in the direction of Concubine Zhuang's courtyard.

Concubine Zhuang's face was still bruised and swollen, so she put a veil on her face.

King Nan was surprised and said, "What is this doing?" ”

Concubine Zhuang said a little shyly: "The concubine's face is damaged, and she is afraid to frighten the prince, so she covered it up." ”

The prince frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

Nanwang felt that he had no appetite, and after dinner, he closed his eyes on the Luohan bed to recuperate.

The air was filled with a faint aroma, and the slightly irritable mood unconsciously turned into throbbing.

He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were extremely heavy, and faintly, he heard Zhuang Yueqi's voice: "I'll hand it over to you today, so I will serve the prince." ”

"But...... When the prince wakes up, will he blame the slave? From the voice, he could tell that this was the big girl in Zhuang Yueqi's house.

"Don't worry, the prince won't care, even if he doesn't accept you as a concubine immediately, if you can conceive a son and a half daughter in the future, he will definitely raise you as a concubine."

What the two of them said again, Nanwang couldn't really hear it.

He only felt a soft and sweet body leaning over, rubbing his body weakly and bonelessly...... Instinct revives instantaneously.

Although he couldn't open his eyes, it didn't stop him from instinctively impulsive.

He heard the woman's rapid breathing, panting, and calling "Lord Wang" one after another.

For some reason, at this moment, his brain was unusually clear.

He had been in such a state several times before, but it was all after drinking, he thought it was due to interest, but today, he didn't drink much, for fear that Zhuang Yueqi would find out that he was depressed, he even quietly poured one of the pots of wine out of the window.

"Lord Wang! Rajah! He didn't know how long it took for him to hear the anxious call of his attendants.

Immediately after, a glass of cold water splashed on his face.

"Ahh Nanwang opened his eyes with a startled cry.

"The prince is awake." The attendant breathed a sigh of relief.

"Carry it away." A faint voice rang out.

King Nan raised his head with difficulty, and saw Feng Dusk's cold face like frost, standing there.

He blinked his eyes and tried to speak, but for some reason, he felt that his tongue was numb, and even his body did not obey.

Under Luohan's bed, there was a poorly dressed maid kneeling, covering her face with her hands and crying.

The corners of Nanwang's mouth twitched a few times, thinking that the person who had made love to him just now was her.

Several guards entered the house and lifted the king of the south up, and as he was about to leave the door, he heard Twilight Han instruct his men, "Pull her out and deal with it......"

The courtyard immediately sounded a woman's desperate cry for help: "Concubine Zhuang, save the slave maid...... Slaves don't want to die......"

Nanwang took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

The Guards carried Nanwang back to his study and carried him to bed.

At this time, a middle-aged man came in from outside, with a goatee and a large medicine box on his back.

He came to the bed, slowly put down the medicine box, cleaned his hands, and stepped forward to check Nanwang's pulse.

King Nan opened his eyes and stared at him, recognizing him as Pharmacist Cui who had previously treated the head disease of Feng Duhan in the mansion.

Mr. Cui half-squinted, twisted his goatee in one hand, nodded incessantly, and shook his head again.

King Nan had a stomach full of words that he wanted to ask, but his lips could only move, and he couldn't spit out half a word.

Feng Duhan walked in, glanced coldly at Nanwang on the bed, and asked Mr. Cui, "How is it?" ”

"Not good." Mr. Cui withdrew his hand and cut the pulse on Nanwang's other wrist, and after a while he withdrew his hand and got up to open the medicine box.

"Is there no solution left?" Feng Duhan asked, completely ignoring the stunned King of the South.

"Stay ahead and prescribe a prescription, drink a few pairs and try it first." Mr. Cui quickly prescribed the prescription, and sent someone to the warehouse to grab the medicine.

Don't mention this grievance in Nanwang's heart, from the conversations of others, he can vaguely sense that his physical condition seems to be not good, but the people around him come and go, and no one is willing to stop and tell him in detail what happened.

Half an hour later, Nanwang finally saw the attendant who often served him, and he brought a bowl of medicine, and fed it into his mouth little by little with a spoon.

King Nan frowned bitterly, but his tongue couldn't be used flexibly at all, and he couldn't spit it out at all.

After drinking a whole bowl, the attendant stopped his movements and whispered: "Fortunately, the prince came back in time, and you almost died of poisoning." ”

Poisoning?

King Nan was stunned and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

How could he be poisoned? You must know that this is Nanwangfu, who dares to poison him?

An hour later, the attendant came in with another medicine, and soon after drinking the medicine this time, Nanwang felt that his body was gradually returning to his own control.

"What about the son?" After being able to speak, the first thing King Nan said was to ask where Feng Duhan was.

"The prince has returned to Qingyue Residence." The squire said.

"Call him!" Nanwang finally sat up and leaned on the pillow behind him to gasp.

His body has always been very good, and this time the situation is so weird that he can't help but feel a flutter in his heart.

Since someone poisoned him, someone must have wanted to put him to death, and he had to immediately find out about it.

The guards sent to Qingyueju soon returned, and replied, "The prince has rested. ”

King Nan slammed the bed board, "Call him to this king!" ”

The guards looked embarrassed, even if it was the order of the King of the South, who would dare to really go to Qingyueju to call the prince up.

At this time, one of the attendants hesitated and said, "Pharmacist Cui is still in the outer room, why don't you find him and ask?" ”

Nanwang's eyes lit up, "Hurry up...... Please ......."

It didn't take much effort, Mr. Cui walked in from outside the door slowly, "I've seen the prince." He was courteous and humble.

Nanwang pointed to the chair on the side.

Someone immediately moved it over and asked Mr. Cui to sit on it.

"Mr. Cui, I don't know what kind of illness this king committed just now?" Nanwang said nervously.

"Don't you know?" Mr. Cui seemed to be a little surprised, "There is a strange poison entrenched in the prince's body, which is very difficult to eliminate, but fortunately, it was discovered in time, if the prince comes back later, I am afraid that the prince will ......."

"That's it?" Nanwang stared nervously into Mr. Cui's eyes.

"Fainting at the least, bedridden at worst."