Zhai Xiying's face became more and more stinky, and there were signs of breaking out.

The hero didn't eat the loss in front of him, and Youruo gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, "Half a month!" ”

After hearing a satisfactory answer, Zhai Xiying relaxed her tense nerves.

You Ruo glanced at Zhai Xiying, and said in her heart: I obviously have a handsome face, but I have to pretend to be a cold ass, it's really a bad scenery!

Zhai Xiying asked again: "Why do the people in the Tai Hospital say that the prince is infected with a cold?" ”

"Those imperial doctors may be really stupid, or they may be bribed, if you ask me, I don't know!"

However, the prince is indeed infected with wind and cold, loses antibodies, and is very susceptible to infection, and once he gets sick, it is difficult to get better.

You Ruo and Zhai Xiying couldn't explain this clearly, this kind of high-end knowledge was not something he could understand.

"The one who poisoned the prince will die?" If Zhai Xiying guessed correctly, this poison needs to be drugged by the poisoner himself before it can be transmitted to the prince's body.

Youruo nodded, "The reaction of the poisoner should be similar to that of the poisoned, but it will be later than the poisoned." ”

"How long?"

Lu Youruo pouted, "Well, it's either a day, or a month, or even a year." It has to do with personal constitution! ”

Zhai Xiying stared at Youruo, feeling that her answer was similar to what she didn't say.

"Zhai Xiying, do you want to seek power and usurp the throne?" Could it be that he really has the heart to compete for the throne?

Zhai Xiying pushed Youruo domineeringly, drove her into the inside of the bed, and ordered: "Sleep!" ”

All right! Zhai Xiying's matter has nothing to do with her, don't talk about it.

……

In the early morning, many birds chirped in the jungle, and although it was cold, the sun was high, and the animals ran out to soak up the sun.

Youruo was woken up by the noise around her, turned her head to look behind her, and touched the bed board, which was already cold.

"Everyone pack their bags and go back to the palace in a quarter of an hour!" One by one, the soldiers passed the message.

From the perspective of the sun faintly visible from the tent, what happened to rush back?

The curtain of the tent was opened, and it was Zhai Xiyou who walked in.

"Ruo'er, it's time to get up!"

Youruo under the quilt was only wearing a shirt, and she couldn't understand how Zhai Xiyou dared to break in boldly.

"Sixth Prince, what's going on outside?"

Zhai Xiyou explained the situation and said: "The prince suddenly fainted in the tent and is now on his way back to the palace. ”

"Then you..."

Seeing Youruo's question, Zhai Xiyou approached, "Zhai Xiying and the three emperor brothers, escort the prince back to the palace." ”

Youruo frowned, no wonder Zhai Xiyou could rush in, it turned out that Zhai Xiying had already left.

But it's strange, why didn't you wake her up when Zhai Xiying left?

"The emperor ordered that only the two of them can escort the prince back to the palace!"

What kind of order is this? In case the crown prince dies on the way back to the palace, wouldn't he blame these two people?

Zhai Xiyou urged softly: "Ruo'er, get up quickly, the soldiers will come to collect the tent in a while!" ”

"Okay, but you..."

Understanding the inconvenience caused by the gender difference between the two, Zhai Xiyou walked out of the tent and let Lu Youruo wash and dress inside.

Thinking that Ruo'er was happy under Zhai Xiying every night, Zhai Xiyou's breathing became difficult.

The beloved woman actually gave it to others, how could Zhai Xiyou be willing?

"Brother Huang, haven't you gotten up yet?" Zhai Xili took his daughter-in-law and children to King Ying's tent.

The curtain was lifted, "Alright, alright." ”

"Let's go, the horses are tethered over there." Zhai Xiyou opened his mouth.

Several people rode up their horses and rushed back to the palace horse park.

Zhai Xiying and them, after returning to the palace, immediately sent the fainted prince back to the East Palace.

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