Chapter 382: There is a way to save her

After negotiating the conditions with the people of Changyue Kingdom, Xuanyuan Che summoned Rong Ruo, Shen Chengxiang, and Li Chunyue, and they led the six departments to settle the frightened envoys today.

As for the envoys who had died, they sent obituaries back to their countries and made rich compensation.

Xuanyuan Kingdom is already full of talents, otherwise it would not be possible to rise within ten years, and there are enough talents, plus they are all personally selected by him.

So one of the reparations was that the nations could send in those who they thought could take over the post of envoys.

This opportunity is not much in Xuanyuan's own country, and knowing the world is the most precious thing in this era.

Therefore, there are not many countries that really make trouble with Xuanyuan Che because of the death of the envoy.

Even the countries that had taken the compensation, after appeasing the families of the envoys who had died, united to prevent anyone from making any disturbances to the Xuanyuan Kingdom.

Therefore, although a large number of envoys died in the diplomatic palace banquet of Xuanyuan Kingdom due to the change of Tu Yu this time, for these countries, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, and the matter is revealed.

Those surviving envoys were even more glad that they had picked up a life, and at that time, they had seen Zhu Jiu's power with their own eyes, and all countries did not dare to despise Zhu Jiu as the queen anymore.

Even with it, the name of the female god of war that Zhu Jiu had not been mentioned for a long time also resounded once again in the Kyushu continent.

The follow-up treatment of this palace banquet is almost a result that everyone is satisfied with.

Except for the people of Changyue Kingdom who had a stinky face when they left, the others did not react, but the surviving envoys all left congratulatory gifts for coming to Xuanyuan Country this time, and expressed their desire to get along with each other for a long time.

Prior to that, the Purple Pole Palace.

As the three ministers of Rong Ruo, Li Chunyue and Shen Chengxiang got Xuanyuan Che's orders, after going out to do errands, the huge palace was quiet again.

Princess Qingli was invited by Wei Changshou: "Your Royal Highness Princess, the slave will send you back to the palace."

Even if Xuanyuan Che really wanted to canonize her as a concubine, it would not be at this time.

At the very least, we have to wait for the end of this palace banquet.

On the side, Jiuli frowned, and said to Qingli with some unease: "Sister Wang, take care of yourself, Brother Wang will definitely come to pick you up."

"Don't worry, Brother Wang, this palace is so big, His Majesty Xuanyuan won't be so stingy as to let me starve to death, right?"

Princess Qingli made a joke indifferently, and looked at Xuanyuan Che with a smile, but the afterglow fell on Zhu Jiu.

"But, Your Majesty Xuanyuan, your queen seems to be dying."

As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly fell silent.

The cold sweat on Wei Changshou's forehead was about to soak out again, and he couldn't help but look up at her with a bitter face.

Is this princess really straightforward or deliberate?

Can this be said in front of His Majesty?

Who doesn't know that in this world, the person Your Majesty cares about the most is Zhu Jiu!

Xuanyuan Che was already worried about Zhu Jiu's body, but when he heard this, his face suddenly became even colder, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and he suddenly turned his head to stare at her, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Listen to you, do you have a way to save her?"

"Huh?"

Princess Qingli was stunned, then looked at Zhu Jiu and laughed, "I can't save her."

Zhu Jiu looked like a dying man at the moment, holding on to his breath.

What's more, the poison was brought by the Dementor Bead, who can unravel it?

However, sensing that the anger in Xuanyuan Che's eyes was about to erupt, he couldn't help but be angry, Princess Qingli still coughed and reminded: "But although I can't help it, the people of Medicine King Valley have a way, legend has it that Chinese Medicine King Valley has a set of acupuncture methods, called Ghost Hand Thirteen Needles, people who are treated with this acupuncture method, even if they break their menstrual and broken bones, they can get better again."

But everyone knows that the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Hand have always only been passed on to the heirs of the Medicine King Valley, and the Medicine King Valley has been hidden for many years, and no one knows where its heirs are.

Therefore, if you want to save Zhu Jiu, this has become empty talk, and it is no wonder that Princess Qingli just said that Zhu Jiu was not saved.

For a while, Wei Changshou's gaze at Zhu Jiu couldn't help but become painful.

The queen is really a very good person, and it would be a pity if she died like this.

Jiuli had already been sent back to Changmingyuan just now, and Qingli didn't linger after speaking, and followed Wei Changshou to her residence.

Only Xuanyuan Che, after hearing what she said, hope lit up in his eyes.

He lowered his eyes to look at Zhu Jiu who was holding in his arms, Zhu Jiu had already used up his last bit of strength at this time, but he bit the tip of his tongue and held on without fainting.

Sensing Xuanyuan Che's gaze, she narrowed her hazy gaze, shook her head, and said, "Don't waste your efforts."

"Why?"

Xuanyuan Che asked, and regretted it.

At this time, he shouldn't have argued with Jiujiu.

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he can't give up!

Immediately, he looked solemn, and the man's cold and magnetic voice said calmly, "Jiujiu, don't worry, I'll take you to rest first."

After sending Zhu Jiu back to Changle Palace, he did not rest, but asked the Tibetan sword to bring Min Que over.

"Eh, don't pull it! I'm about to be torn off by you!"

Min Que stayed well in the Tai Hospital, and he didn't know anything about the palace banquet at all.

He's just an ordinary doctor, who doesn't listen to anything outside the window, and is obsessed with medical skills, why is he always being suddenly caught out to treat people?

Zangjian glanced at him, didn't say much to him, and threw him in front of Xuanyuan Che.

As soon as he saw Xuanyuan Che, Min Que's grievances immediately swallowed back into his stomach, and he hurriedly put on a dog-legged appearance and leaned forward and said, "Your Majesty, where is it uncomfortable?"

"Do you know, Ghost Hand Thirteen Needles?"

Xuanyuan Che looked at him with a serious face.

"Uh......"

The corners of Min Que's mouth twitched, but he still couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, you also know that it is something that only the heirs of the Medicine King Valley know, how can the subordinates ......?"

On the couch, Zhu Jiu grabbed Xuanyuan Che and shook his head, "Why bother him? The thirteen stitches of the devil's hand were promised to my deceased father, and no matter what, they would not be passed on to outsiders."

Xuanyuan Che's expression tightened, and he pursed his lips, but he still didn't say any more, but nodded, "Okay, you have a good rest, let Min Que show you."

How powerful this poison is, Zhu Jiu knows in his heart.

She didn't expect that she could be saved.

It's just that one more day of life is a day, and in the past few days, she has already explained Gongwen and Gongwu, how to arrange the affairs of Cinnabar House and Gao Xinguo in the future, and the Zhu family, who has retired, will also help her.

The air fell silent for a moment.

In the bedroom, Min Que was checking Zhu Jiu's pulse, and his expression gradually became serious.

Han Mei and Hua Xue were waiting outside the curtain, and Luo Zheng was also guarding outside the hall, the epidemic between the two had just healed, and their bodies were also weak.

But such a big thing happened at the palace banquet, they only know now, and they know that Zhu Jiu may be in danger and can no longer be saved, so they can't rest in peace no matter what.