Before the doctor came, she checked his pulse, and it was strange that this cold air was emitted from the inside out, which made the people who came into contact with it feel a little chill.

It stands to reason that a person with deep internal strength like him should not have such a heavy cold in his body, which not only hurts the internal organs, but also endangers his life, and his life span is not long.

He once said that he would not live to be twenty years old, is this because of this?

He Zhao took out a red pill and was about to feed it to him, but she snatched it away, put it between his nose and sniffed it, "He usually takes this medicine to suppress the cold in his body?" ”

"Is there something wrong?"

"How long have you been taking this medicine?"

"About half a year"

She looked at the pill in her hand repeatedly, and said in a deep voice, "Although this medicine can temporarily suppress the cold qi in his body, as time goes by, the cold qi becomes more and more intense, and it will invade his internal organs and bone marrow, and it cannot be completely cured."

When He Zhao heard this, he was shocked, "The princess understands medicine? Is there a cure for the king? ”

She pondered for a while, then pulled out He Zhao's sword and walked to the table and raised her hand to make a cut in the palm of her hand, and the bright red blood slowly flowed down the palm of her hand and dripped into the cup prepared on the table.

"Princess, what are you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to save your prince, hurry up and help him up"

He Zhao didn't ask any more questions, and quickly listened to her words and helped the prince up, she pinched his cheeks with a cup full of blood and forcibly fed it, and then opened the silver needle bag left from the doctor, and took out a few of them and inserted them into several of his acupuncture points.

"He drank my blood, you use external force to make it flow through the blood of the whole body, and then force out the silver needle," she said to He Zhao.

He Zhao did not hesitate, and did as she said, cross-legged and slapped King An's back with his palm, helping the blood in his body to flow.

Sure enough, within a moment, the cold forced King An's body temperature to gradually warm, He Zhao finally put his mind at ease, and with a little force, he forced out all the silver needles inserted in the acupuncture points and shot them into the opposite wall.

put An Wangping on the bed and arched his hand to her, "The princess is really rejuvenated, He Zhao is grateful"

"I only temporarily delayed the onset of cold in his body, and it didn't work at all."

"Then what can the princess do to cure the prince's cold? He Zhao can find any medicinal herbs for the princess."

She groped her chin, "His blood is special, he is born with a cold, and now this cold will kill him at any time if it intensifies, if you want to save him, I'm afraid there is only one way"

"But the princess said it was okay"

"Exchange Transfusion"

He Zhao was frightened, exchange blood?! How to change?

"But not anyone's blood can be, his blood has its own cold, and the blood of the person who can exchange blood for him must have the effect of suppressing his coldness......"

He Zhao frowned, "I'm afraid the person the princess said is only Miss Ning Chu."

"Then he'll have to wait until he's dead," she said, spreading her hands, indicating that there was nothing she could do.

He Zhao suddenly knelt down and raised his fists high, "The princess has excellent medical skills, there must be a way to cure the prince's illness, He Zhao implores the princess to save the prince."

"Ning Chu is the only one who can save his life, but she is dead, and it's useless for you to beg me"

He Zhao slowly lowered his hand, looked lost, and said slowly

"I was originally an orphan, because I was hungry and stolen everywhere and was beaten violently, if the prince had not taken me in, I might have been beaten to death, and I can't repay the prince's kindness to me in this life. The princess and the prince have not been together for a long time, and it is inevitable that they will misunderstand the prince, in fact, the prince is not a cold person, but because of the cold disease, he rarely interacts with people, and every time he gets sick, he is obviously very painful but always endures it, and never tells anyone. ”

"King Yu, King Jing and Princess Lingyue often come to the palace to see the prince, although the prince doesn't care on the surface, in fact, the prince is still very happy in his heart. The prince knows that he will not live to be twenty years old, so he behaves very coldly towards anyone, and then there will not be much nostalgia"

"What about Ning Chu?"

According to what Mianyue said, he is indeed not ordinary to Ning Chu, if it is true, it proves that he is not a ruthless person, at least Ning Chu is the one who can make his heart move.

If it's just a show, what is he for? If it was said that it was because of the marriage of the previous emperor, she would not believe it at all.

"The prince ...... to Miss Ning Chu"

As soon as he spoke, the sound of a fight sounded outside the door, and he immediately reacted, turned his head to look at King An, who was still in a coma, and asked her to say, "The prince will be handed over to the princess", and then rushed out of the room with his sword.

Outside the door, a group of black-clothed people of unknown origin were mingling with the guards of the palace, He Zhao resolutely drew his sword and jumped up and kicked one of the people who wanted to get close to the room, and said sharply, "Who dares to trespass on the palace of Anwang!" ”

"Painting bones into ashes, asking for life, black and white impermanence, Huangquan shows the way"

He Zhao frowned, and said word by word, "Painting Creek Pavilion"

She was stunned for a moment, thinking of the Pavilion Master of the Painted Creek Pavilion with silver moon-colored eyes, thinking of Amu who died tragically under their swords and all the people in the inn, a wave of anger rose in her heart, it was the Painted Creek Pavilion again!

In the blink of an eye, the man in black swung his sword and slashed at her behind He Zhao, obviously she was the one they were going to kill!

He Zhao naturally wouldn't let them succeed, and he was entangled with the man in black in front of her, and the guards also went up to support when they saw this.

The men in black are all well-trained killers, He Zhao can still deal with them for so long with the strength of one person, and if she wants to come to He Zhao's strength is not low, she doesn't need to make a move, just watch from the sidelines.

Suddenly, she heard a loud noise in the room, she secretly said that it was not good to quickly turn into the room, grabbed a porcelain cup on the table and threw it at the masked man who was holding a sword and stabbing at King An on the bed, and at the same time flew over in a few steps.

The porcelain cup hit the opponent's leg and slowed him down, but she took advantage of the opportunity to accurately grab the opponent's sword-holding hand, twist his sword with force, and kick it in the masked man's abdomen, causing it to hit the pillar.

The sword swirled in her hand, pointing directly at the masked man who had fallen to the ground and was about to get up, startling the other party, and the pair of eyes exposed on the face towel glared at her fiercely.

"Kill Me"

"Taking advantage of King An's inconvenience, you have a good time to seize it, it seems that King An's mansion must have hidden your eyeliner, if you are willing to explain honestly, I can consider letting you live"

"Even if you kill me, I don't know"

"Kill you? Why did I kill you? ”

"You're not going to kill me?" The masked man was shocked.

She chuckled, "Compared to my sword that makes you die happily, will your master let you go because of your failed mission?" ”

"You!"

She threw her sword to the ground and raised her chin at him, "I am the one you want to kill, and if I don't die, you die"

The masked man glanced at the sword on the ground a few times, as if he was considering whether what she said was true or false, and why he wanted to return the sword to him.

But he didn't have much time to think about it, so he grabbed his sword and jumped and stabbed it.

As a result, the person didn't stab, and was shocked out of the door by a strong palm wind, and the masked man gritted his teeth and glared at King An and Ye Fanjin who suddenly made a move, and fainted directly and completely.

It is estimated that he will not be willing to die, and he was actually tricked by a woman!

She looked up and down at King An, who was standing peacefully in front of her, and it seemed that she should be fine, "With such a heavy hand, do you know who sent the other party?" ”

He grabbed her hand suddenly, his eyes were cloudy, faintly mixed with some unknown anger, staring at her straight hair, "What did you drink for this king?" ”

"If I want your life, will you still be able to stand here unharmed?"

The grip on her hand tightened more and more, and her eyes gradually turned cold, forcing her to step back, "Who are you?" What is the purpose of deliberately approaching this king? ”

She felt that her bones were about to be crushed, and in the face of his questioning, she glared angrily, "You have the final say on who I am, don't forget, you threatened me at the beginning"

"The similarity can be said to be a coincidence, but there is no one in the world who can have the blood of the fire mandarin except Ning Chu, how did you get it?"

She was shocked in her heart, she obviously fed him her own blood, how could it be the blood of the fire mandarin?

She and Ning Chu just look the same, how can even the blood in her body be the same? What's going on?

Seeing that she was silent, King An turned his other hand to pull her collar, acting rudely and without pity.

"What are you doing!"

She exclaimed, it was too late to stop her, but when he saw her bare smooth shoulders stopped moving, and the atmosphere fell silent.

After a long time, he re-pulled the placket for her, let go of the hand that was holding her, took a few steps back, and said softly, "I'm sorry"

"The prince can see clearly, I don't have a birthmark on my body, I hope I won't mistake it again in the future"

She was about to leave, He Zhao walked in and bumped into her, seeing that the prince and the princess were not good-looking, and thought to herself, what happened to these two people? Princess Fang Cai saved the prince's life, why did she quarrel again so quickly?

Watching the princess leave angrily, He Zhao couldn't help but say, "Lord, forgive He Zhao for talking too much, just now the princess had a cold attack, if it wasn't for the princess cutting blood for medicine, the prince is afraid that he will have to worry about his life."

"Her blood?"

"Yes, He Zhao is also very strange, the princess's blood also has the effect of suppressing the cold in the prince's body, could it be that the princess is Miss Ning Chu?"

Wang An looked somewhere in the room, as if in a daze, "The two have completely different temperaments, and they will never be the same person, but how can they explain that they both have the blood of the fire mandarin?" The king doesn't understand."