For several days, under Feng Jiutian's careful care, Nangong Yue's body was gradually recovering, although he couldn't wake up quickly, because it took a long time, so it took more time to recover.

After Zizhu brought the medicine, Feng Jiutian asked her to retreat.

She picked up the spoon in the medicine bowl and brought it to her mouth, and after tasting it and feeling that it was okay, she sent it to Nangong Yue's mouth.

It is for some ill-intentioned people to attack the medicine again, and at that time, Feng Jiutian will not be able to tell even if he has ten mouths.

The door was suddenly opened, and Nangong Ling walked in.

Although the weather is slowly getting warmer, it is better not to see the wind in Nangong Yue's current condition.

Nangong Ling's arrival did not make Feng Jiutian care in the slightest.

She was still sitting aside, and gently sent medicine to Nangong Yue's mouth.

"Why don't you read the punchline?" Nangong Ling questioned in a cold tone, not allowing others to ignore their beaks.

But Feng Jiutian still ignored it, and she didn't stop until the bowl of soup was bottomed out.

"I don't know what the prince wants me to show the girl with a punch talk?" Feng Jiutian asked in turn.

Before Nangong Ling could respond, the fingers of the person lying on the bed trembled slightly.

Even such a small reaction made Feng Jiutian very happy.

Once there is a reaction, it must not be far from waking up completely.

Nangong Ling didn't expect that her seemingly useless formula could really cure Nangong Yue.

"Go and show the punch line, Yue'er has someone to take care of here." Nangong Ling's tone slowed down a bit.

But Feng Jiutian didn't speak angrily because of this.

"The girl with the punch line is from the Medicine King Valley, how come she can't even cure this poisoning omen?"

Could it really be that there is Xi Shi in the eyes of a lover, such a big loophole, Nangong Ling can't even see it?

"The truth that healers don't heal themselves, do you still need this king to tell you?" Nangong Ling frowned, as if she was a little displeased with her attitude.

Feng Jiu sneered, what kind of doctor doesn't treat himself, as long as the scalpel is stable enough, what does it matter if he operates on himself.

"Nangong Ling, if we don't make a bet, we can bet that the witty words don't need me to heal and they can get better."

Feng Jiu glanced at Nangong Ling with disgust, his brain is a good thing, but it's a pity that the dog man doesn't have it.

When these two people were poisoned, they were still tossing in prison about how to run away and how to poison them?

If she had the kung fu to poison the two of them, she would probably have escaped a long time ago.

And if it was really her poison, why did she come back, for fear that she could run away and not come back to die?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Feng Jiutian simply didn't even bother to give it to him, and turned his back directly, too lazy to dirty his eyes.

"Feng Jiu tilted! Your ability to speak is not ordinary, if you lose your life today because of your gambling agreement and delaying treatment, I want you to be buried in the entire Western Regions! Nangong Ling's forehead was bulging, and she could see that she was very angry.

But she remained unmoved, and gently withdrew the silver needles.

"Western Regions burial? Your ability to open your mouth is no less than mine, if the prince can really take the Western Regions, how can the 50,000 soldiers die? ”

It's okay not to mention it, mentioning this, Nangong Ling exuded a sense of anger all over her body, stretched out her hand to hold Feng Jiutian's neck, and stared at her with scarlet eyes.

"You don't deserve to talk about it."

Feng Jiutian only felt out of breath, and her brain was dizzy, but in the face of such a situation, she couldn't do it at all.

In the last moment of suffocation, a large amount of oxygen poured into the lungs from all directions.

Feng Jiu fell to the ground and clutched his chest.

Fortunately, she used homemade medicine, otherwise the wound would have cracked open just now.

Xu didn't feel that he could communicate with Feng Jiu, Nangong Ling flicked his sleeves indignantly and turned to leave.

Zizhu immediately stepped forward to help her up, "Princess, why do you want to provoke the prince......

"No problem."

Zizhu admired Feng Jiutian very much, the mark on her neck changed from red to blue-purple, and she could see how hard Nangong Ling was just now, but now she could say the word "no hindrance" with an indifferent face.

"Fang Caiyue'er has already shown signs of soberness, so she doesn't need to continue to prick needles in the next few days, just take a few tonic drugs in a row." Feng Jiu asked.

Zizhu nodded, "Princess, you have been tired for many days, why don't you go and rest for a while, and the slave maid will take care of it." ”

That's fine, Feng Jiu glanced at Nangong Yue who was lying on the bed, and then turned around and returned to Fengqi Courtyard.

Ruyi Pavilion.

Qiu Cicada told her young lady everything she saw.

"Nangong Yue really shows signs of waking up?" Punch Tongue white little hands grasped the quilt, and the little face wrinkled.

"Seriously! Qiu Chan saw Nangong Yue's fingers move twice, but she hadn't completely woken up yet. ”

If that were the case, she would not be able to sit still.

But why didn't Feng Jiutian tell her about his medical skills, his brother grew up with her since he was a child, if she really knew how to heal, why didn't his brother know.

Thinking of Feng Jiutian's recent differences, the witty words are full of thoughts, how can a person change beyond recognition, completely different?

Just as Punchline was half-leaning on the bed in deep thought, footsteps came from outside the door.

"Lord Wang." The autumn cicada immediately stepped aside.

But the punchline didn't react yet, and looked out the window with a frown.

"How are you feeling better lately?" Nangong Ling asked as she followed her gaze and looked outside.

Punch Line quickly came back to his senses and coughed lightly.

"It's much better, a few days ago I asked Qiu Cicada to find some ancient recipes, but I didn't expect it to have a miraculous effect on detoxifying."

After speaking, Nangong Ling, who was on the opposite side for a long time, did not respond.

"What's wrong with the prince, is it a strange witty saying that he didn't give the recipe to the princess?"

"But I didn't know the punchline at first, so I tried the medicine first, and if it really worked, I immediately sent it to the princess."

When the words fell, a few crystal tears fell on the fair-skinned face of the witty words, and the appearance was very cute.

Nangong Ling was very weak when he saw her crying so sadly, why was his mind full of Feng Jiutian's appearance.

Today, when Feng Jiu tasted the medicine, he stood outside the door and saw it clearly, and he was surprised in his heart.

Nangong Yue and Feng Jiutian don't have much in common, why is she willing to try the medicine herself, which makes Nangong Ling a little puzzled.

"This king doesn't blame you, but you can't do it next time, if something happens to you, what can you do with this king." The more weak Nangong Ling's heart is, the more gentle and delicate her eyes become.

For a while, he couldn't tell whether he liked her or just because he had a weak heart.

Punch Line said that she wanted to go out for a walk, but Nangong Ling carefully leaned her into her arms and helped her forward.

But about the bet that Feng Jiutian said, Nangong Ling looked at the cautious appearance of the witty words, and her heart sank a little.

"I heard that my sister has healed the princess for several days, but I don't know what it looks like?"

Witty Yu looked up and saw that Nangong Ling was absent-minded, so he spoke.