The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"Come, come ..." The rapid footsteps sounded, the closed door was opened, and an old man in his fifties appeared, looking at Gong Qianyu standing at the door, he stared in surprise. Eyes: "His ... His Royal Highness."

"My friend and I are tired, come in and have a rest!" Gong Qianyu said lightly, his dark eyes clear as spring!

The old man's sharp eyes crossed Gong Qianyu, and he saw Murong Xue behind him, his eyes flashed with surprise, and disappeared instantly, quickly opened all the doors, and turned his respectfully sideways: "His Royal Highness please come in."

Gong Qianyu didn't speak any more, grabbing Murong Xue's sleeve, and pulled her into the other courtyard.

A light medicinal fragrance came over me, Murongxue frowned gently, and walked slowly along Qingshi Road. I didn't want to. The more I went, the stronger the smell of medicine. When she walked to the gazebo beside the rockery, the medicine smelled The thick is very smokey, even the flowers and trees in the garden are sickened by the smell of medicine, and the leaves are wilting ...

"His Royal Highness, this girl, please sit down for a moment, and Lao Xian immediately orders his men to bring some refreshments ..." The old man said lightly, and turned to go.

Murong Xue said slowly: "Old man, is there someone in your house sick?"

"Yeah." The old man nodded, his eyes flashing helplessly: "I have been ill for three or four years, I have invited countless doctors, and have taken countless medicines, but I am not good ..."

"The doctor who treats the disease can only cure the disease, but the man is highly toxic. If you ask the doctor to treat him, it is impossible to cure him ..." Murong Xue returned to him casually.

The breath of the old man's body suddenly changed sharply, his sharp eyes were like arrows, and he shot at Murong Xue fiercely: "How do you know?"

Murong Xue blinked and carelessly said: "Sickness should be based on nursing, no matter how serious the condition is, the medicine you take is not so pungent, but you smell the medicine in the air. The highly toxic medicine will be so smoked ... "

"Do you know medical skills?" The old man looked at her from a condescending glance, his sharp eyes flashing darkly.

Murong Xue smiled gently: "Know a little about one or two."

"May I get rid of this poison?" The old man said lowly, looking at Murong Xue momentarily, his eyes flashing a little imperceptible hope.

Murong Xueliu frowned, and said lowly: "It's not easy to say, I have to first see what poison he has, and his current condition ..."

"After seeing it, the girl can be sure, can you detoxify?" The hoarse male voice came into the ear suddenly. Murong Xue looked up and saw that the two guards came by pushing a wheelchair. The wheelchair was specially made , Lengthened the back of the chair, similar to a recliner.

The man lying in a wheelchair is about forty years old, wearing a dark blue robe with dark eyes and deep and sharp eyes, but his face is very haggard. His face is exposed, his neck, and his hands are covered with a piece The reddish-brown patches are very scary at a glance.

Gong Qianyu glanced at the man, sitting silently, not speaking or moving.

"My lord!" The old man stepped forward and gave a respectful salute to the man.

Lord?Murong Xue was stunned. In southern Xinjiang, only the royal family can be respected as the prince. Depending on the age of this man, he should be the emperor's brother, the former Zhennan King who has won the war!

According to rumors, Zhennan Wang conquered the battlefield and suffered numerous injuries. Four years ago, the old illness recurred, and he retired from the church, concentrating on healing the disease. Unexpectedly, he was actually poisoned.

"Ben Wang's illness, may the girl be healed?" King Zhennan looked at Murong Xue, his deep eyes flashing darkly.

"Excuse me, what is the poison?" Murong Xue looked at him and asked softly.

"Fire poison!" King Zhennan whispered, one word at a time.

Murongxue's eyes were astonished. She had heard of this kind of poison. It was prepared by the people of South Xinjiang. The drug is extremely toxic. Ordinary people will be poisoned only if they take half a drop. The king of Zhennan is poisoned. It's been a miracle that it has been alive for four years.

"The prince has been attacking poison with poison all these years!"

A little surprise flashed from the bottom of Zhennan's eyes: "How do you know?" He attacked poison with poison, only a few of the closest people knew it, not even the elder brother and the emperor nephew ...

Murong Xue smiled and smiled: "In addition to the fire spots, there is also a slight ice cold on the prince's body. I think that I often take a lot of ice and cold objects to suppress the fire poison!"

A glance of praise flashed across the town king's eyes, and he was a clever little girl: "May the girl get rid of the poison?"

"Yes." Murong Xue nodded his head, his eyes were faint: Southern Xinjiang people are the best at making poisons and detoxifying them, but they can't get rid of this fire poison. It can be seen that this fire poison is extremely poisonous. And the essence of multiplication, many ancient people have no solution to the poison, she can easily get rid of it.

"Really?" King Zhennan looked at her with a deep shock and disbelief in her eyes.

He has been poisoned for many years, and the poison has gone deep into his heart. He has no hope of getting rid of the fire poison. This other courtyard is his secret healing place. Very few people come. He is alone and quite bored.

When he learned that Gong Qianyu had brought a girl, he was curious for a while, and he came out to look at it. Just now, he just asked casually, but she didn't expect that she would detoxify. She also told him that the fire was solvable.

Murong Xue smiled and smiled: "Is it necessary for me to lie to this kind of thing?"

The sharp eyes of the old man burst into a bright light in an instant: "How can we get rid of the fire poison of the prince?"

"Help me prepare a pair of silver needles." Murong Xue said lightly.

The old man was shocked: "It's that simple?"

"Of course." Murong Xue's mouth curled up with a slight smile: she only needed a pair of silver needles to detoxify!

"Wait." The old man returned the letter to the inner yard suspiciously. After a while, he took a cloth bag and gently opened it. Rows of different thicknesses and silver needles of different sizes appeared. The sharp needle tails were in the sun. Reflecting the bright light below.

"My lord, I'm going to start detoxification." Murong Xue looked at the king of Zhennan and said every word.

"Good." King Zhennan nodded, dignified, removed his coat, and lay in a wheelchair, full of arrogance: the poison that had tortured him for four years could finally be eradicated ... Murongxue walked slowly and solemnly to In front of the town king, he picked up silver needles and quickly plunged into each of his acupuncture points, twisting gently, only to see the fire spots on his body, quickly condensed to the chest at the speed that human eyes could see, and the veins of his body Just like being burned by fire, it hurts sharply!

The blue muscles on his forehead burst out, his tired face was severely twisted, and the hand under his sleeve was tightly held, still unable to restrain the heartache from flying back and forth in his limbs, the painful roar through the clouds, resounding through the clouds: ! "