As soon as the words of the night fell, the person on the couch suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him fixedly.

The eyes are cold and warm, and the noble son who is gentle and noble instantly turns into a ruthless and desireless god on the snowy mountain, without any emotion.

His eyes were lukewarm, and his voice was cold and indifferent, "Youye, she is the master." ”

Yu Ye's back was cold, and he knelt down on one knee, "My subordinates know their mistakes, please punish my son." ”

The three of them were taught by Gongzi himself.

But from beginning to end, they all knew that the person they would ultimately protect was His Highness.

Xiao Yingche retracted his gaze, and the invisible coercion disappeared with his withdrawn gaze.

He closed his eyes again and said lightly: "Go ahead, find out as soon as possible." ”

The three of them can come and go freely in the medical pavilion, which is probably the compensation given to him by his father.

Yu Ye's back was completely soaked with cold sweat, and he suddenly remembered the person he saw when he returned to the Medical Pavilion two months ago, and hesitated for a moment: "Your Highness, my subordinates went back to the Medical Pavilion some time ago and saw a very strange person lying on the ground and moving. ”

"He had no ears or a nose, his eyes were a little bigger than a soybean, round without the whites of his eyes, his limbs were short and small, he had no fingers, and he hung crookedly."

Xiao Yingche suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were always light and breezy, and he was shocked, "Where did you see it?" ”

"At the bottom of the cliff on the sea side of the medical pavilion, I went down to find a medicinal herb and saw it by chance."

Xiao Yingche's eyelashes drooped slightly, and her fingertips pinched the pendant on the bracelet.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "This time I go back, you quietly bring this person here." ”

"Yes, Childe."

Xiao Yingche groaned for a moment, and his clear voice was tinged with a hint of coolness, "Don't let the rest of the Medical Pavilion know about this person's affairs, especially the Pavilion Master." ”

Yu Ye was surprised: "Yes." ”

"Childe, the prince of the north looks at the north of the North Underworld, it seems that a different person a year ago, and his subordinates suspect that he is controlled by the Gu poison of the Poison Valley."

Xiao Yingche pinched his eyebrows, moved slightly, frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Your Majesty has already asked the shadow beam to investigate, so you should pay more attention to the movements of the pavilion master." ”

Yu Ye glanced at Xiao Yingche, and said boldly: "Do you suspect that the pavilion master has other purposes for leaving the pavilion this time?" ”

Xiao Yingche hummed softly: "And let Ge Ming stare at the light pull." ”

As soon as the night ended, Li Quan's exclamation came from the door, "Your Highness, are you injured?" ”

Xiao Yingche sat up suddenly, causing a tingling pain in his heart.

He pressed his left hand tightly to his heart, closed his eyes and pursed his lips.

The cold white and smooth forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat.

Frightened in the night, he avoided the wound on his shoulder and held his crumbling body, "Childe ......"

"I'm fine, send Brother Cang to the side hall." Feng Wuxi's calm voice came.

The breath is steady and the voice is clear.

Xiao Yingche's suddenly hanging heart was put down, and he raised his eyes to look at the outer hall.

The picture of the girl in the red dress with a brilliant appearance, stepping on the fine sunlight in the temple, is more dazzling than the gorgeous morning glow on the horizon.

Feng Wuxi stepped into the inner hall and saw a clear man sitting on the chaise longue at a glance.

She carried the hem of her skirt and trotted to squat down in front of Xiao Yingche, and there was a thick smile in the eyes of the fox, "Brother Che, why are you up?" Does the wound hurt? What's wrong with it? ”

A series of delicate voices floated in the hall, adding a bit of vitality to the quiet dormitory.

Xiao Yingche lowered her eyes, looked at her delicate little face, and smiled lightly, "You have so many questions, which one should I answer?" ”

Feng Wuxi looked at his face carefully, and said distressedly: "His face is still so pale, the wound must be painful." ”

As she spoke, she looked sideways at the night, "Can you change the dressing?" ”

Yuye's tone was worried: "I changed, but Childe is weak and has poor recovery ability, and his wound has not healed." ”

Feng Wuxi got up and sat beside him, pulled his wrist and began to probe his pulse.

Without waiting for her fingertips to fall on her pulse, Xiao Yingche's slightly cool hand gently pressed on her hand, looking at the blood on her clothes, her voice was a little unsteady due to weakness, "What's the matter with the blood on your body?" ”

Feng Wuxi lowered her eyes, looked at the blood stains on the neckline and cuffs, pursed her lips, and said in a low voice: "It's Brother Cang's blood." ”

"Canggongzi? Whooping Days has another seizure? ”

Feng Wuxi nodded slightly.

Xiao Yingche frowned slightly, and gently squeezed her hand, "Help me over." ”

"Childe!"

"No way!"

The night and the phoenix dance tide exit at the same time.

Feng Wuxi shook her head: "Brother Che, you can't be tired. ”

Xiao Yingche hooked the corners of his lips, and a faint smile bloomed on his pale face, revealing a broken sick beauty, "I'm fine, I can't apply needles like this, just go and see." ”

After hesitating for a moment, Feng Wuxi gently helped Xiao Yingche to get up and walked towards the side hall.

Canglanxing is to save her, so she will be happy for 100 days.

No matter what, she couldn't just watch him die.

In the side hall, Canglanxing lay quietly on the bed.

Although he no longer vomited blood, his face was pale and bloodless.

Only in the chest, there is a slight rise and fall.

Xiao Yingche's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Feng Wuxi, "How could it suddenly be poisonous again?" What did he come into contact with? ”

Feng Wuxi thought about it carefully: "I came out of the Ninglang Marquis Mansion, he was in front of the Ninglang Marquis Mansion, saying that he wanted to go to Xingyu Tower to eat drunken flower chicken, and he was caught by a rabbit on the way. ”

"After that, in Xingyu Building, he drank tea, and when I came back with the wound medicine, I saw that he vomited blood."

Xiao Yingche's gaze fell on Cang Lanxing's porcelain-white wrist on the futon.

The thin porcelain white wrist, a long claw mark spread to the sleeve, and the wound was slightly oozing blood, which was extremely conspicuous.

"Unfastened his clothes." Xiao Yingche covered her lips and coughed twice and sat on the side of the bed.

Li Quan stepped forward and quickly untied Cang Lanxing's clothes.

The poison that was sealed on the Shentan Cave spread a little more to the heart.

If you poison it three more times, you will die.

"Ahem...... Xixi, bring the silver needle and drop the needle according to what I said. Xiao Yingche closed her eyes, and her voice was slightly unstable.

Feng Wuxi quickly took out the silver needle, and quickly dropped the needle in Xiao Yingche's low voice.

The last silver needle fell, and a groan of pain overflowed from Canglan Xing's throat, and black blood gushed out from the corners of his lips.

"Brother Cang!" Feng Wuxi exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly took the handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips.

Looking at her anxious and worried eyes, Xiao Yingche slowly lowered her eyes, and after relieving her dizziness, she stood up with her head of the bed, "I will prescribe medicine in a while, and take three days of medicine according to the prescription." ”

As the words fell, he staggered around.

Li Quan and Youye hurriedly supported him.

After standing firmly, he glanced sideways at Feng Wuxi, and the depths of his pupils were almost dark.

"Childe......" Yu Ye whispered worriedly.

Xiao Yingche retracted his gaze and said lightly: "Let's go." ”

As these two words fell, the color of his eyes gradually became gray.

Feng Wuxi seemed to notice it, and subconsciously turned her head to pull Xiao Yingche's hand.

The next second, her movements suddenly stopped, her fingertips brushing over his smooth sleeves.