"This dress is the work of Jin Niang?"

Zhao Shanhe was slightly surprised by the movement in his hand, and then his admiring gaze fell on Zhao Yuanling: "Princess Wisdom, the authenticity of Jinniang's embroidery in this world is difficult to distinguish, and the princess can see it at a glance from a distance, which is really rare." ”

The princess hid her face and smiled, although she was already a wife, when she heard the praise of the young and handsome man, no matter what age the woman was, she would feel shy, "It's just that there are a few more brocade embroidered skirts in the family than the rest of the family." ”

"Princess, the lord is waiting inside." The butler reminded in a whisper.

Zhao Yuanling smiled apologetically and led a few people into the room, "Doctors, let's see what kind of disease my master has, we have found many famous doctors but have not found a good one." ”

Maybe it's the woman's sixth sense, she thinks that these people are different from those who came before who claimed to be famous doctors in the world, and the master's illness may be cured immediately.

Yu Shengsheng and his party came to the bed.

A man leaned back on the bed, his robe brown with blood on his body with needles more terrifying than what they had just heard outside. Dense needle-eye-sized holes dotted the skin visible to the naked eye, like a beehive that has been narrowed down countless times.

Some of the holes have suppurated, and yellow liquid slowly oozes out from them, and the soft flesh is faintly pink. The man's lips were pale, because the wound was no longer the color of his face, and only a pair of black godless eyes revealed that the person was still alive.

Although his face was full of wounds, he could vaguely see that the prime minister was a handsome man.

Among several people, Yuan Rou's pharmacological knowledge is the most thorough. The four of them stood behind Yuan Rou and waited quietly.

Because in the mortal world, it is not easy for everyone to directly use spiritual power to detect in the air, so they can only follow the method of mortals step by step.

Yu Shengsheng looked at the motionless man on the bed, and the demonic qi in his mouth continued to spit out, and then more demonic qi drilled into his body from various small holes, and the thick demonic qi almost wanted to drown his whole person, and the vitality in his body passed at an extremely slow speed, but no matter how slow the speed was, he couldn't stand the vitality and couldn't go in and out.

If they had come two days later, the genius would have died young.

After a while, Yuan Rou stopped.

Zhao Yuanling took a few steps forward, his face full of anxiety: "How?" ”

Yuan Rou smiled with relief: "Princess......"

A familiar hand stood in front of Yuan Rou, "Don't worry, princess, I'll wait until I go back to discuss the medicine, and I'll give the princess an answer tomorrow." ”

Yu Shengsheng looked at Zhao Shanhe in astonishment. As far as she knew, Zhao Shanhe was not someone who would interrupt others at will. Moreover, although Yan Ju's illness is serious, it is not an incurable disease.

Yan Ju is an important minister of the dynasty, and saving him is a matter closely related to the fate of this country. Heavenly Dao has always cherished mortals, and when the time comes, they will inevitably be indispensable for the golden light of merit.

For those who are cultivators, merit is something that can be met but not sought. For every merit they gain, they will be more secure in their ascension in the future. This is harmless to cultivating for Baiyi, and Zhao Shanhe doesn't seem to be a person who will refuse.

Zhao Shanhe stopped Yuan Rou behind him and didn't say anything, and Yu Shengsheng and the others could only suppress the doubts in their hearts, and only waited until they returned to the courtyard to ask again.

Zhao Yuanling seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and when she heard this, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then grabbed Yuan Rou's sleeve: "Doctor, thank you, if you cure Yan Lang, I will agree to whatever you want," Zhao Yuanling wiped the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes, she had waited too long for this news, whether these people lied to her or not, at least she was willing to believe them at this moment.

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"How?"

As soon as the butler left, Yu Shengsheng raised his hand to set up an enchantment and asked.

Yuan Rou didn't hide it, "The injuries on Yan Ju's body are indeed caused by demonic qi, and this demonic qi has eroded his body for too long......"

Yun Ji scratched his head: "No, the normal demon clan will eat him directly when they encounter this kind of son of luck with the mandate of heaven, the longer the time, the higher the chance of the Heavenly Dao discovering it." Even if it's a demon cultivator who isn't afraid of cause and effect, it won't be like this. ”

Truly. Yu Shengsheng found a strong sense of disobedience at the first glance when he saw Yan Ju, and the demonic energy in his body was not so much about his life, but ......

Zhao Shanhe seemed to hear what Yu Sheng thought in his heart, and said, "Torture him." ”

Yes, that's right. Although this demonic aura is strong, it is more like torturing Yan Ju. No demon cultivator would go to great lengths to make a person covered in wounds, but it was not fatal, but it was just slowly draining his vitality little by little.

"Senior brother, why did you stop Yuan Rou today?"

Hearing Yu Sheng's inquiry, several people also looked at Zhao Shanhe with doubts in their eyes. Today's events are indeed not like Zhao Shanhe's style.

Zhao Shanhe smiled and didn't speak.

Yuan Rou on the side frowned, as if she suddenly remembered something and said, "Today, when I was sending spiritual power to the prime minister, I heard him say a name...... What is it called...... Chen Jin? ”

Zhao Shanhe suddenly spoke: "Chen Jin? ”

Several people looked at him, and Yu Shengsheng said, "Senior brother has heard of this name? ”

Zhao Shanhe: "Yes, I heard that this is also the reason why I stopped my junior sister today." ”

Seeing the puzzled eyes of several people, Zhao Shanhe didn't sell it, and said, "Do you remember who knitted my clothes?" ”

"Jin Niang?"

Zhao Shanhe nodded: "Yes, Chen Jin is the Jinniang in the world." Jin Niang's embroidery level is superb, and the clothes she embroiders are only circulated in the hands of dignitaries, and even wealthy merchants may not be able to buy them. Her fabrics are not only money, but also a symbol of status. Ordinary people can have a piece of fabric she embroiders and can show off around for a long time. ”

"There are a lot of rumors about Jin Niang. Some say that she is a god in the sky, some say that she is the first beauty in the world, and some say that she is ......"

The rest of the people shouted in unison: "Who is she?" ”

Zhao Shanhe smiled: "It is said that she is the wife of the prime minister of the dynasty." ”

"Wife?"

Several people's hearts sank, and suddenly there was an inexplicable chill behind them, if it was really as Zhao Shanhe said, the twists and turns behind this would not be solved casually.

The demonic qi in Yan Ju's body has nothing to do with Chen Jin, so it is naturally the best, if it is related...... The first sentence to save Yan is to think about it more.

The air was silenced for a moment by the sudden news, and Yu Shengsheng suddenly asked, "Is there any news from Wu Yuan?" ”

Ning Chengen shook his head, he went alone to find Ning Chengen when he was in the group that day. But after searching all over the capital, there was no breath of Wuyuan, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

Yun Ji asked: "Could he be lying to you?" Wu Yuan is not in the capital? ”

Ning Chengen shook his head, he didn't think about this possibility, but maybe because of the years of getting along, he felt that Wu Yuan was in this city for no reason, and he was just hiding temporarily or didn't want to see him at all.

Seeing that there was no news, Yu Shengsheng didn't continue to ask, and changed the topic and asked, "Can the demonic qi be traced back to the master?" ”

Yuan Rou shook her head: "No, that person's cultivation is too much higher than mine, and he has to be two great realms to say the least." ”

All the clues seem to have been interrupted here, why did Wu Yuan fall into the devil? Where did another Sword Holding Pavilion disciple go? Who does the demonic energy belong to? Was the demonic qi in Yan Ju's body caused by Chen Jin?

At this moment, everyone seemed to have walked into a dead end, and there was no hope to be seen.