Although he had never heard the single word rolling bed, Zhai Xiying guessed a rough idea.

asked: "According to you, you can poison the prince..."

"It can only be Lu Wanting!" Lu Youruo is exactly this idea.

But why did Lu Wanting poison her husband? Want to be a widow?

Zhai Xiying frowned and pondered, and then asked: "The prince's poison is really incurable?" ”

"Nope!" This kind of love poison is similar to the case of AIDS.

In the way of a virus, the antibodies in the body are disintegrated, and little by little, the antibodies in the body cease to exist.

There is no way to be healed in the 21st century, and even more so here!

Zhai Xiying glanced at Youruo, "Why didn't you get close to the prince to know about the poison on his body?" ”

Youruo rolled her eyelids proudly, "The divine doctor only needs to see and hear, and one of them is enough!" ”

"Humph!" Zhai Xiying snorted coldly disdainfully.

The atmosphere inside the tent was somewhat quiet.

Zhai Xiying spoke again, "Lu Wanting must have been instructed by someone. ”

"This is not nonsense?"

"Can you guess who?" Zhai Xiying threw a question to Youruo.

He replied solemnly: "Who is this, the matter has not been investigated, it is difficult to say, but the most reminiscent of it is only Prime Minister Lu Batian!" ”

The father of her body.

"This king thinks it's him!" According to the Hades Palace's investigation of that matter, it involved Lu Batian, and many of these things were related to him!

"Huh?" If you pretend to be surprised, then the one who is suspected is also the nominal father.

Zhai Xiying glared at Youruo and said sarcastically: "Don't pretend, do you treat him as your father?" ”

"Nope!" Lu Youruo leaned back and fell on the bed.

"Lu Youruo, how did you grow up?" Zhai Xiying was really curious.

The information that came out of the monthly painstaking investigation is nothing more than what everyone knows: no talent, no virtue and no appearance, being spurned by others outside, and being assassinated at home.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation are all arranged by the nurse alone, life is very difficult, and she can't even compare to a maid, but she is still the young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But Lu Youruo's superb medical skills, as well as the abolished muscles and veins, what is the matter?

Youruo looked at Zhai Xiying with those exposed eyes, as if he was looking at a stupid x, "You ask me how I grew up?" How do I know, I'm all amnesia! ”

Zhai Xiying looked at Lu Youruo's mask, and when she thought of her true appearance, she was even more puzzled.

It's no wonder that Lu Youruo has been close to the Sixth Princes and the Ninth Princes since he was a child, and he must have shown the two of them his true faces, which amazed the two of them, so that he hooked these two princes to treat each other very well.

What a scheming slut since childhood!

Returning to the topic, Zhai Xiying thought about the prince's situation, and asked, "How much time does the prince have?" ”

"That's definitely less than you!" Lu Youruo was not afraid of death and burst out of this sentence.

"Lu Youruo, this king is dead, you have to be buried with this king!"

"Ouch!" This sentence made Youruo think of worry-free.

I haven't seen him for many days, and I don't know how he searched for the cause of Lan Lan's death.

Zhai Xiying looked at Youruo and said no more, "How many days does the prince have to live?" ”

If he doesn't get rid of the Gu poison on his body, there will only be a few months left, and the prince will definitely die in these days, right?

Youruo asked rhetorically: "Why do you care so much about the prince's life and death?" Do you want this position in the East Palace? The tone was full of sarcasm.

"Lu Youruo, you don't need to be nosy!"

"Then I won't tell you either!" Lu Youruo is on the same page with Zhai Xiying!

Zhai Xiying glared at Lu Youruo angrily, and asked again, "How long can the prince live?" ”

"Don't say it!" Youruo is arrogant, it is hypocrisy. Don't let her be complacent, and don't try to get news from her!

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(Markor Literature-)