On this day, Su Qingli was on duty in the shop, and the shopkeeper asked for a day off if he had something to do.

Su Qingli is preparing bills and counting today's income. At this time, it was getting late, there was almost no one on the street, and the shop was even quieter, only Su Qingli and Lan Xin Hongmei were there.

Suddenly, a masked man covered in blood collapsed at the door of the shop, and Hongmei found it: "Miss, there are people here." ”

Su Qingli looked around, and after making sure that no one was watching, he asked the two of them to help people in.

Su Qingli: "Close the door, and the listing outside the door will stop business." ”

Lan Xin went to lock the door, Hongmei went to fetch hot water, Su Qingli asked Hongmei to prepare some trauma medicine and gauze, which Su Qingli prepared in case of emergency, but he didn't expect to use it today.

Su Qingli was shocked when he tore off the man's masked black cloth, it was Dongfang Ze.

But why was he so badly injured, and where did he go in his night suit?

Su Qingli felt that this matter was not simple, and she still had to save him.

Su Qingli cut open his night clothes, his wounds were on his arms and stomach, and Su Qingli found that there was also a purple palm print on his chest. I'm afraid it's poisoning.

Su Qingli cleaned the wound, bandaged it with medicine, and found that the palm print on his chest had turned black, and it was estimated that the poison had reached his heart.

Su Qingli remembered that when he saved Ao Xue, he still had two pills made of Tianshan Snow Lotus left, which might be able to protect his heart and save his life.

This elixir Su Qingli hung it in a sachet bag by his side, and at first glance, others thought it was an ordinary spice, but they would not think that it was a Tianshan Snow Lotus that could save their lives.

Su Qingli asked Hongmei to pour a glass of water, dissolved the pill into it, and let Dongfang Ze go down, waiting for the effect of the medicine to play.

Su Qingli looked at the black palm print, but he couldn't tell what kind of poison it was, who was so vicious and wanted to kill Dongfang Ze.

If she hadn't had Tianshan Snow Lotus with her, how could she save him.

About an hour passed, and the black palm prints on Dongfang Ze's chest gradually became lighter, and his face gradually became ruddy.

Su Qingli guarded him to make sure he was okay, and Lan Xinhongmei stayed in the lobby of the shop, not to be easily disturbed.

Su Qingli was pouring water to drink, she was tired for a day, and as soon as the cup was brought to her mouth, she heard: "Water, water, give me water." ”

Su Qingli fed Dongfang Ze the poured water to drink, and it didn't take long for Dongfang Ze to wake up.

Dongfang Ze felt like he was alive again, he didn't have the pain before, but his body still didn't have much strength.

He struggled to sit up and saw Su Qingli, "Thank you for saving me." ”

Su Qingli: "You're welcome, you saved me before, and besides, you fell at the door of my shop, can I not save you?"

Dongfang Ze smiled when he heard her words, yes, after he was poisoned and injured, all he thought was to rush to her, she would save him, he didn't know when he had trusted her so much.

Dongfang Ze: "Yes, I know you will save me, you are not a ruthless person." ”

Su Qingli: "It's not, it's just that you have to thank yourself." ”

Dongfang Ze looked at Su Qingli suspiciously, "Why?"

Su Qingli: "Do you still remember the Tianshan Snow Lotus that we went to Mingyue Mountain Villa to ask for last time? After the medicine we made saved Aoxue, there were still two left, and I gave you one." ”

Dongfang Ze: "Oh, then it's my own luck, but I still have to thank you." ”

Su Qingli: "Does King Rong feel better?"

Dongfang Ze: "It's much better, but it's still weak." ”

Su Qingli: "I don't know what kind of poison can hurt you, do you know who did it?"

Dongfang Ze didn't hide it from her, "Looking at the technique, it is estimated that it is the harem and the East Palace." It's not been a day or two since they tried to kill me. ”

Su Qingli felt that being born in the royal family was also a kind of sadness, fratricidal and tired, but he couldn't accept his fate and let others slaughter him.