Du Wei grabbed the dagger and put it against her neck, took a step back and shouted, "Stop!" If you take one more step, I'll die for you! ”

Tsing Yi was stunned, he didn't expect Du Wei's personality to be so strong, and he didn't expect her to be so popular! Among them, he was puzzled by various reasons, and he stood there in a dilemma, and his reputation collapsed in an instant.

Du Wei's palms holding the dagger were all sweaty, but her face was calm and calm: "What tricks are you playing, although the prince is noble, but it is too rampant, my boudoir is not a miscellaneous courtyard, let you come and go freely!" ”

Tsing Yi looked at the sharp white blade of the dagger against Du Wei's neck, and a blood line faintly appeared, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Miss Du, stop!" Listen to me! ”

"Okay, since you want to explain, then sit down and explain slowly." Du Wei slowly retreated, she was actually scared to death, just now it was just that she bet on Tsing Yi and didn't hurt her to get the upper hand, if she relaxed her vigilance for a while, with Tsing Yi's skills, she was afraid that she would be caught by him again if she didn't take half a move in his hands.

Tsing Yi didn't stop her from retreating, but suddenly lifted up the placket of her robe and knelt down, "Miss Du, please save our son's life!" ”

This time it was Du Wei's turn to be dumbfounded, "You...... What did you say? ”

Things are moving too fast, is this a turning point for God?

Seeing Tsing Yi kneeling on the ground, motionless, Du Wei couldn't help frowning slightly.

With his skills, he could have taken him down while she was stunned just now, but he didn't do it.

"This thing sounds strange, it stands to reason that you need to find a Chinese medicine doctor to treat the disease, how can I save your son?" Du Wei said calmly.

Tsing Yi raised his head, and there seemed to be hesitation in his eyes.

Du Wei saw the clue at a glance and said: "There must be a reason for this, and you must not hide it at all." ”

At midnight, a crystal disc hangs in the sky.

The north wind is like a knife, blowing the shadows of the trees outside the window, and the window lattice is whirring, like crying and complaining.

Old South Palace.

The candles in the old bedroom flickered, casting alternating light and dark light and shadow on the Hundred Treasure Pavilion, flickering like ghosts.

On the bed, there was a person lying on his back, his pale face was more permeable than the moonlight outside the window, and his long ink-like hair spread out on the pillow, reflecting the fragile face of his handsome face as if it were about to be shattered at the touch of a touch.

The door was gently opened, Tsing Yi walked lightly, hung his head, and walked into the door with Du Wei.

Pharmacist Cui was guarding outside, and the moment he looked up and saw Du Wei, his face flashed with surprise, and then he showed a look of shame.

Du Wei glanced at him lightly, before coming, Tsing Yi had already revealed all the facts and plates, including the painting bone incense and the four strange Buddha premonitions. Even he and Pharmacist Cui had privately applied incense to her before, and took her palm blood to dispense medicine for the prince of Nanwang.

Du Wei couldn't help but think of what Mrs. Du said on the night when Mrs. Du and Master Du verified their identity, her blood had a strange fragrance, and she must not let others know.

She wondered why her own blood could be so effective, and if there was a bigger secret hidden in it?

After thinking about it for a long time, she finally agreed to come to the old Nanwang Mansion with Tsing Yi.

When she entered the house, she realized that what Tsing Yi said before was not an exaggeration, and this prince of Nanwang was afraid that he would not be able to survive tonight.

Pharmacist Cui clasped his fists at her and said, "It's hard to be Miss Du, I have offended a lot before, I hope you will forgive me!" ”

"What does Mr. Cui need me to do? I had to rush back to Du Mansion before dawn. ”

"There's Miss Laurdou, I understand." Pharmacist Cui saw that Du Wei could come here with Tsing Yi, which showed that she was not a person with a small belly, but she was a woman who had not left the cabinet, and followed a strange man out of the house in the middle of the night.

Du Wei looked inside, only to see that the ground was full of spilled decoction, and the celadon tea bowl was shattered, obviously not having time to clean it up.

Mr. Cui saw Du Wei looking around, and said in a low voice: "The prince didn't let us alarm you, but today's poison is more ferocious than usual, even if I took the pill that I was adjusting before, it didn't work, and I thought it was ...... Thought it might be ......"

The corners of Du Wei's lips unconsciously sneered: "I'm afraid that the medicine is not effective enough, so I asked Tsing Yi to come to me to take blood?" ”

Your sister, you and I were a blood station? If you need to, come and mention, is your family Count Dracula, sooner or later you will have to be drawn into dry corpses!

Pharmacist Cui looked embarrassed, "All the imperial doctors who have diagnosed Shizi's pulse say that he will not survive this year, and now it is the end of the year...... The prince didn't let us alarm you, but even if he gave up his life, he would definitely save the prince. ”

Pharmacist Cui hid the middle half of the sentence, but Du Wei understood what he meant.

The villain in Du Wei's heart didn't feel like he was looking up to the sky and crying: Now the only person who can save him is me, which happens to coincide with the Buddha's pre-production, and his blood has the taste and medicinal effect of painting bones, mud horse, am I not risking my life? My tragedy is the legendary medicine man!

Du Wei stared at the medicine stove that Pharmacist Cui supported under the verandah outside the house, watching the strings of white smoke dissipate in the night breeze.

Pharmacist Cui took blood from her right palm this time, but Du Wei didn't let him use the anesthetic, so she had to stare elsewhere in an attempt to ignore the pain in her palm.

Tsing Yi leaned over while Pharmacist Cui was bandaging her wounds, and said in a low voice, "I still have to trouble Miss Du." ”

Du Wei couldn't help but roll her eyes, "What's the matter?" ”

If she hadn't wanted to completely repay the favor between her and Canglan in the forest before Feng Duhan, she wouldn't have bothered to care about him.

Tsing Yi said in a low voice: "The prince refuses to take the medicine, beg Miss Du to go in and persuade ......"

Du Wei only felt a nameless fire rush to the ground: What? Miss Ben ran out of the house on such a cold day for you, and she bleed, how dare you be hypocritical?

She didn't think about it, so she turned around and entered the house, but after taking two steps, she suddenly found that Tsing Yi was not following, and when she looked back, she saw that Tsing Yi and Pharmacist Cui were all hiding under the corridor far away, and they could only vaguely see their shadows, as if they were looking this way......

Du Wei suddenly realized that he had forgotten what kind of character the prince of Nanwang was, even though he looked like he was going to hang up now, but in his bones he was still the mighty general who was enough to look down on the world.

Looking at this mess all over the ground but no one to clean it up, you can see that those subordinates must have all been driven out by him, and what good can he get by coming in and persuading him?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but grit her teeth with hatred for Tsing Yi.

Carefully avoiding the porcelain fragments under his feet, Du Wei did not advance or retreat, so he had to stand still and remain motionless.

I don't know how long it took, Du Wei found that the person on the bed did not move.

It can't be dead!

Du Wei was impulsive, and without thinking about it, she rushed to the bed and picked up the curtain.

The first thing that caught his eye was the pale face of Wind Twilight, his sword eyebrows furrowed deeply, his thick eyelashes spread out, casting a fan-shaped shadow under his eyelids.

Du Wei's breath couldn't help but stagnate, even though she had seen him many times before, she was still confused by his appearance.

Feng Duhan's breathing was shallow and short, and Du Wei could barely detect the heaving of his chest, so she reached out and ......