Twilight and Mr. Cui are talking in the outhouse.

There were medicine jars for boiling medicine on the table, and a little medicine residue was contained in two celadon bowls, and Mr. Cui picked up a small pinch with a silver needle, carefully distinguishing them, and sniffing them from time to time.

"How?" Feng Dusk's eyes were cold, but his tone was not as calm as usual.

"It......'s hard to say," Mr. Cui shook his head, pointed to the medicinal residue in the celadon bowl and said: "This is the prescription prescribed by the imperial doctor in the palace, and it only took two days for the princess, but the medicinal materials in this recipe are a little different." ”

"Is it poisonous?" Feng Duhan narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and asked in a low voice.

"I also feel a little strange in Xia, it is said that there is nothing wrong with this prescription, but there are a few flavors of medicine that I have never seen even in Xia, and it is difficult to judge whether it is poisonous for a while."

They were talking, when suddenly Liu Yan's exclamation came from the house: "The princess! Come on, people......"

Feng Duhan turned around and rushed into the house, and Mr. Cui lifted the placket of his robe and followed closely.

The house was filled with a strong fishy sweet smell, and the red dots on the brocade tent were like plum blossoms blooming, which was terrifying.

Feng Duhan stepped to the bed, only to see Du Wei lying on the pillow with her back facing the sky, her lips were full of blood, her face was like ashes, and her whole body was stiff.

Mr. Cui was shocked, turned his head to Liu Yan and shouted, "Quickly take the silver needle!" Fu said to Feng Dusk: "The prince can use her true qi to protect her heart, but remember that she can only use one percent of her strength, the princess's heart is already damaged, and too much true qi will not be able to withstand it." ”

Feng Duhan reached out and clasped her veins, slowly injecting true qi into her body to protect her heart.

At this time, Liu Yan had already taken out the silver needle, Mr. Cui quickly cleaned his hands, took out three silver needles, stabbed her heart in turn, and then sealed several of her big holes, and was busy for half an hour before he put it away.

Feng Duhan frowned deeply, looked at Mr. Cui and said, "How?" ”

Mr. Cui's forehead had already seen sweat at this time, and his expression was slightly dark after receiving the silver needle: "I'm afraid it's not good, this poison is very similar to the poison in the original prince, but it is also more dangerous, if it weren't for the remnants of the painting bone incense in the body of the princess, it must have been poisoned and died five days ago, and we can't wait for us to rush back......"

Feng Duhan looked at the unconscious person on the bed, only to feel a moment of suffocation, he almost missed her again, the clear eyes reflected her face, but it was soaked in a sad hidden pain.

"Can it be saved?" There was a hint of despair hidden in the slightly hoarse voice.

"Difficult." Mr. Cui told the truth, and a layer of cold sweat floated on his back, "If there is no way to crack it, I am afraid that it will not last for ten days." ”

The air was filled with a bone-eating chill, and the invisible true qi burst out from the body of the wind and twilight, which made people shudder, and the fist joints clenched in the wide sleeves gurgled.

Mr. Cui's words were like a knife, piercing deep into his heart, breaking through the flesh and skin, penetrating deep into his heart, peeling him off layer by layer.

He closed his eyes tightly, anger and heartache burning in his chest, almost bursting out, swallowing up the last of his sanity.

"The prince is angry!"

"The master is angry!" Inside and outside the house, the people trembled and knelt on the ground.

Because of Du Wei's relationship with Qingyue Residence, the cold aura on Feng Duhan's body has decreased a lot, and after a long time, these people have almost forgotten what a cruel and ruthless existence their master used to be.

In the past, there were even large-scale killings in this situation.

Feng Duhan stood stiffly, and the boundless killing intent gradually swallowed him, and even the blood in his body seemed to be about to condense.

At this moment, he seemed to feel something gently tugging on his sleeve, lowered his head, and met Du Wei's jet-black eyes like crystal grapes.

Du Wei's whole body was almost unconscious, but she could clearly feel the chaos and uneasiness in his heart at the moment, and she tried all her strength to reach out a hand and hook his sleeve.

Seeing him lower her head, she smiled softly, after the toss just now, she no longer had the strength to speak, but she was awake.

Twilight looked down at her, the surging waves under his eyes finally calmed down, and he reached out a hand to gently touch her face, his hand was cold, however, her face was colder than his.

Du Wei's fingers hooked his sleeve and refused to let go.

She knows better than anyone else what Feng Duhan thinks, this poison must have been caused by the person in the palace, and there is absolutely no antidote to it.

Back then, Feng Dusk was infected with poison and supported himself for three years, and if he hadn't met her, his fate would have been nothing more than a pile of white bones in the end.

It took him three years without finding an antidote, and how could he find a way to relieve the poison in her body for only ten days?

At this time, if he rushed out, he was afraid that he would fall into the hands of the person in the palace.

Du Wei sighed silently, maybe this is her fate.

The corners of her lips twitched, and she smiled lightly.

"Vile." Wind Twilight finally leaned down and pressed her chin against her forehead, her warm breath brushing over her sideburns.

He wrapped his arms around her, gently rubbing her cheek, and the endless bitterness was suppressed in that whisper.

Mr. Cui and the people in the house all retreated in good spirits.

"Don't be afraid...... Everything is a promising husband ......" He rubbed carefully, as if he was caressing a delicate piece of porcelain, for fear that she would break.

Du Wei slowly closed her eyes, hiding the heat that was about to overflow under her eyes, the smile between her lips did not decrease by half a point, she felt that it was worth it to live again.

Because of her personality, she never likes to cry and mourn her face, if there is really no cure, she will admit it, and it is a big deal to return to her previous world to enter reincarnation before she dies according to the monk of Shinto Taoism.

Thinking of this, she seemed to feel less sad in her heart, and gradually relaxed her body in the arms of the wind and twilight, and slowly fell asleep.

Autumn flowers are in the garden, full of gold.

Qingyue Curie is extremely quiet, and the occasional people passing by in the courtyard are all lightly, as if they are afraid of alarming the sleeping people in the house.

The autumn flowers in the courtyard are luxuriant, the koi fish in the pond are shaking their heads and begging for food, and they are full of vitality, but the house is embroidered and hung low, the light is dim, and the air is filled with a strong smell of medicine.

Liu Yan was frightened and guarded in the house, but a day passed, and the person on the bed never woke up even once, and she quietly stepped forward several times to probe her snort, until she felt a faint breath to calm down a little.

It wasn't until it was getting late that Du Wei woke up faintly, "...... Water" voice was dry and hoarse.

Liu Yan hurriedly brought warm water and came over with a cup.

Du Wei drank two glasses in one go to feel more comfortable, and saw that there were only two of them in the room, so she asked, "What about the prince?" ”

Liu Yan hesitated for a moment, Du Wei was keenly aware of it, and said lightly: "If there is anything, just say it." ”

Liu Yan was helpless, so he had to say: "The prince of the world guarded you for one night yesterday, and he didn't even go to the morning court." ”

"Is there anyone in the palace?" Du Wei asked, this poison must be related to the queen or the crown prince, and they will naturally do everything possible to find out about her.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came down, I don't know what to say to the prince, the two quarreled in the front yard, and almost did it, but then the prince came forward and finally didn't make a fuss." Liu Yan said uneasily.

Du Wei frowned slightly, "So the prince is now called by the prince?" ”

"No ......" Liu Yan shook his head and lowered his voice: "I heard Lord Tsing Yi say that the prince and the prince fought after a while after entering the study, and the prince's favorite rosewood table was broken in half." ”

Du Wei couldn't help but smile bitterly, the wind and twilight must have been because the prince allowed the imperial doctor in the palace to enter the palace and had a dispute with him, at this time he was like a mad beast, whoever provoked him would fight back.

But now it seems that his temperament seems to have obtained the true inheritance of the prince of Nan.

Outside the Nanwang Mansion.

The wind and twilight jumped off the horse, and Tsing Yi hurriedly stepped forward to take the reins.

Because of the strange poison in the princess's body, Feng Duhan never showed a good face all day long, and their guards were even more cautious when they followed him, and they were always careful.

Feng Duhan had just entered the mansion, and suddenly a palace maid came over and said respectfully: "Lord Shizi, Princess Izumo invites you to Anyixuan to talk about it, and there is something important to discuss." ”