Shen Qianmo thought that Meng Yuanheng was just joking with herself, but when she set off on the second day, she saw that the carriage of King Xuan's Mansion was waiting at the corner outside the gate of Guogong Mansion. Standing next to the carriage was a man in his thirties with a clear face and an ordinary appearance.

When the chief guard saw Shen Qianmo coming out, he stepped forward a few steps, saluted her, and said with a straight look: "Princess, my prince is invited." ”

When Shen Qianmo heard this, she was stunned. What did he just call himself? Princess? When did she become a princess?

Lu Zhu glared at Changdong unhappily on the side, and said, "Hey, what are you screaming, when will my young lady become your princess, don't talk nonsense and tarnish my young lady's reputation!" ”

Changdong ignored Luzhu's accusations and stubbornly said to Shen Qianmo: "Princess, please." ”

It seems to be a solid-eyed one. Shen Qianmo didn't want to bother much, so she said hello to Xie Mingyu and the others, and followed Changdong to the carriage. The thin man also saluted Shen Qianmo, but he was speechless.

Immediately, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and in the car, Meng Yuanheng sat casually, with an elegant posture, and his face seemed to be even paler than last night. Seeing Shen Qianmo, he smiled lightly: "Mo'er, you're here." ”

With a clear smile, as if a breeze was blowing on his face, Shen Qianmo was dazzled by this smile, and forgot to care about the "Mo'er" that he called more and more pleasantly.

This guy really doesn't look good when he laughs.

"Does King Xuan really want to go along?" Shen Qianmo frowned and asked uncertainly.

"Take it seriously." Meng Yuanheng nodded as a matter of course, "This king has always been the same. If Mo'er doesn't believe it, why don't you ride with this king? ”

Shen Qianmo was speechless, and could only say: "In that case, King Xuan, please." ”

Xie Mingyu learned that King Xuan insisted on going along, so he looked at Shen Qianmo with interest and said teasingly: "King Xuan has to accompany Mo'er to celebrate his grandfather's birthday with him despite his illness and weakness, and his heart for Mo'er is really touching." ”

Shen Qianmo gave him a roll of his eyes, really, even Xie Mingyu, who had always been serious, came to tease her. King Xuan, I don't know what his idea is, this person is suddenly cold and scoundrel, true and false, acting mysteriously, the city is very deep, Shen Qianmo really can't see through him.

The group drove lightly and rushed to Suzhou from the Guogong Mansion. From Shengjing to Suzhou, it will take half a month at the earliest, but there is still some time before Mr. Ethereal's birthday, and they are not in a hurry, and they go south leisurely.

Shen Qianmo has been here for more than three months, during which she has experienced disfigurement, divorce, marriage, and dealing with the secret designs of Cui's mother and daughter from time to time, and her life is not easy. Now she is able to travel south, the grass grows and the warbler flies all the way, and the scenery is infinite, which makes her feel good.

However, Meng Yuanheng's face became more and more ugly. He basically stayed in the carriage during the day, and he closed his door when he stayed at the inn at night, and he had been on the road for nearly ten days, but he had never dined with them, and occasionally met when he got off the carriage, he was also in a wheelchair, and he said hello to her lightly, and was pushed away by the expressionless Changdong.

Shen Qianmo came out this time with only Luzhu, and this girl was also very excited along the way, but most of the topics revolved around King Xuan.

"Miss, what does that King Xuan mean, at first he said that he would postpone the marriage, but now he is going to Suzhou with Miss."

"Miss, the slave maid thinks that Lord Xuan is very gentle to Miss, but he is very cold to other people, especially when he looks at the young master's eyes, it is very terrifying."

"Miss, that Xuan Wang Ye is really good-looking, alas, such a good-looking person is actually a cripple, it's a pity, Miss, do you say that even God is jealous of him?"

"Miss, the guard next to Lord Xuan, what is Changdong's name, he always has a straight face, he really annoys it."

"Miss ,......"

Luzhu is simply a chatter, Shen Qianmo helplessly held her forehead, thinking about whether it was a wrong choice to bring her out, if she was replaced by Qingluo, how clean the road would be!

Because Luzhu didn't leave King Xuan in three words, Shen Qianmo also paid attention to Meng Yuanheng unconsciously, she always felt that Meng Yuanheng's face seemed to be getting more and more ugly, but the face of Mr. Situ who was following him was getting more and more solemn.

Walking all the way, in the conversation with Meng Yuanheng, Shen Qianmo also had a general understanding that the thin man named Situ Gong had been with his predecessor King Xuan since he was a child, and his medical skills were superb, and he had been by his side since Meng Yuanheng was injured to regulate his body.

Could it be that something happened to Meng Yuanheng's body? Shen Qianmo really couldn't understand him, was he really crippled or pretending?

At dusk on this day, they came to Yunzhou City and stayed at the Ruyi Inn in the city.

Although Yunzhou City is not as prosperous as Suzhou, it is also subordinate to Jiangnan Mansion, and its economy is still developed. But since entering the city, Shen Qianmo felt that there was an atmosphere of panic and anxiety in the entire city, and the pedestrians on the street were in a hurry, and after dusk, the pedestrians on the street gradually became scarce.

Xie Mingyu also felt that something was wrong, and asked the innkeeper, who looked at the gentle and elegant Xie Mingyu, sighed and said: "This son doesn't know, Yunzhou City has not been peaceful recently, and more than ten scholars have been missing for more than a month. Seeing that this boy is also a scholar, you should be careful, stay in the room at night and don't go out. ”

There is such a thing! Xie Mingyu and Shen Qianmo were both shocked.

"Don't the government here care?" Shen Qianmo asked, for such a big matter, it is impossible for the Yunzhou prefect not to take some measures.

"Of course, the government is also investigating, but for more than a month, there are more and more missing scholars, and the government hasn't even found out a fart." The shopkeeper looked resentful. The people in the government are powerful and blessed on weekdays, but when something happens, they become decorations one by one, which is really useless.

The two of them had dinner, Shen Qianmo was a little worried, Xie Mingyu was polite and polite, and he came out of the dust, and as soon as he entered the city, he attracted sideways glances from pedestrians, and at first glance he was the best among scholars, such a goal was too obvious. She said to Xie Mingyu worriedly: "Cousin, according to what the shopkeeper said just now, you must be careful tonight. ”

Xie Mingyu smiled gently, and said jokingly: "Is Mo'er worried about me, be careful not to be heard by King Xuan, if the eyes are knives, I may be stabbed by him along the way." ”

Shen Qianmo rolled her eyes, this Xie Mingyu has become more and more fond of making jokes about herself recently. She glared at him and took the green bamboo back to the room. Although Xie Mingyu is powerless, he has great courage and resourcefulness, and he should be fine.

After returning to the room, she thought of Meng Yuanheng again. This guy hasn't seen anyone since he entered the inn, should I remind him about the situation in Yunzhou City? But looking at the guards around him seem to be strong in martial arts, and he himself doesn't seem to be weak, he should be fine, right?

Just when she was entangled, Changdong came to her first. Facing Lu Zhu's obviously unkind pretty face, he didn't squint, and said to Shen Qianmo: "Please go and see my princess." ”

"Hey, how many times have I told you, don't call my young lady princess, don't you understand people?" Midoritake was about to go crazy with this dead man's face.

"Please go and see my princess." Changdong still said this.

Shen Qianmo sighed helplessly and asked, "What's wrong with your lord?" ”

"The prince's condition is not very good, please ask the princess to go and see my prince."

The guard didn't seem to be very good at verbalism, but if it wasn't serious, he wouldn't have come to ask for it. Anyway, she was also trying to go and see him, and seeing Meng Yuanheng's face getting worse and worse in the past few days, she was a little worried for no reason.

Shen Qianmo told Luzhu to stay in the room and went to Meng Yuanheng's room with Changdong.

Meng Yuanheng's room is the No. 1 room in Tianzi, which is the most luxurious room in the entire inn. The interior is spacious and comfortable, and the furnishings are luxurious, which is not ordinary. Sure enough, if you have money, you can be willful, Shen Qianmo snorted secretly in her heart.

Walking into the inner bedroom, I saw Meng Yuanheng lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face was pale, covered with beads of sweat, his hands were clenched into fists, his whole body was trembling, and his teeth were clucking. On the side, Situ Gong was administering the needle to him, but his body was shaking badly, which brought difficulty to the needle, Rao was as calm as Situ Gong, and a few drops of sweat appeared on his face. Seeing Changdong and Shen Qianmo coming in, he commanded loudly: "Changdong, you quickly break the prince's mouth, he has been gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, be careful that he bites his tongue." ”

When Changdong heard this, he immediately stepped forward to do what Situ Gong instructed, but Meng Yuanheng bit too hard, and Changdong didn't dare to use too hard, so he couldn't do it for a while.

Although Shen Qianmo is a forensic doctor, she still understands basic medical theory. Meng Yuanheng is estimated to be used to the pain, used to sealing the pain instead of showing it, and it is indeed possible to bite off his tongue if he continues like this. She stepped forward and grabbed his clenched hands, and gently called in his ear: "King Xuan, Meng Yuanheng, wake up." ”

After repeating it many times, Meng Yuanheng's whole talent gradually relaxed, and his trembling situation improved. Changdong took advantage of this and successfully broke his mouth. Shen Qianmo also gently broke his clenched fists, only to see that the palms of his hands were already dripping with blood, which were pierced by his own fingernails.

Situ Gong also took this opportunity to finish the needle neatly, wiped the beads of sweat on his head, and said to Shen Qianmo: "Thank you princess for your help." ”

Another mess! Shen Qianmo didn't bother to explain to them, and asked, "King Xuan, what's wrong?" ”

Situ Gong sighed lightly and replied, "The princess doesn't know, the prince is poisoned by cold, so his legs can't stand. This cold poison has to attack every other month, and now it is still getting better, but it has been more terrible in previous years. ”

Cold poison? Shen Qianmo had no research on poison and was not clear, so she asked, "Is there no cure for this cold poison?" ”

Situ Gong shook his head: "It's not that there is no cure, it's just that this antidote is more difficult to match, I have been developing it for 7 years, and it can only be temporarily suppressed, and it cannot be eradicated." ”

In this way, he has been like this for 7 years, and for 7 years, he has to endure this pain every other month, and he has to face it alone, without any relatives to accompany him. No wonder he is used to closing himself off in the face of pain, because no matter how painful he screams, there will be no relatives to comfort him.

Shen Qianmo looked at Meng Yuanheng's pale face and pursed lips, and felt that her heart seemed to be pinched hard, and she couldn't breathe for a while. When she saw the wound on his palm, she remembered to bandage him, and as soon as she stood up, her hand was tightly held by Meng Yuanheng.

"Don't go." A low, hoarse voice, as if with infinite longing. Although Meng Yuanheng's eyes were closed and his consciousness was not yet awake, he subconsciously grabbed the hand that made him feel relieved, and refused to let go.