Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

After a few heavy snowfalls, the Forbidden City quietly entered winter.

Although it was daytime, red candles were burning in the Kunning Palace, the windows were closed, and the palace was extremely silent and dull.

The red charcoal was burning, and the hot air hit her face. The cheeks of Concubine Jia, who had just entered the room, turned red, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

She sat beside the couch, looking at the dying queen, a trace of sadness on her lips.

The queen's face was pale, like dark green jade, without any luster or luster.

Jia Guiren wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and said comfortingly: "Empress, you are in this state now, why don't you call Prince Su back, at least..."

As he spoke, his voice gradually choked up, followed by a few sobs.

"I won't die for a while." The queen's lips trembled slightly due to loss of blood, but her face was calm and composed as if she had witnessed life and death.

Concubine Jia spoke a few words to the Queen. Most of the time, she was the one talking and the Queen was listening. It was nothing more than some pertinent words of concern and concern.

After a while, she stood up and nodded, forcing away the reluctance in her heart. She moved her fingertips slightly, shook her skirt, and left.

After she left, the old nanny, with bloodshot eyes, looked at the queen distressedly, and after hesitating, she said, "Your Majesty, let Prince Su go back."

"A few days ago, I asked someone to inquire about the details of the poisoning. Yan'er, I'm afraid you already know it. I think the reason why you haven't returned is that you must be looking for a way to crack it." The queen's skinny hand gently stroked the silver tassels hanging from the bed curtains.

The old lady's eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked excited, "Is there really a cure for Madam's poison?"

"Don't hold out hope, otherwise the disappointment will be too great to bear." The queen whispered to the nanny, and even more to herself.

I am afraid that if I have the hope to live, in the end, it will be nothing but a fruitless effort.

The old nanny suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Madam, I don't understand something... Why didn't you tell His Highness earlier? Maybe he has a solution?"

"As a mother, I want to protect my children from wind and rain, and I don't want to be...a burden or a nuisance to them. If I tell them, it won't solve the problem, and it will only add...trouble and trouble..." The queen coughed twice and wiped the corners of her mouth, "I...thought...there would always be a way..."

The old nanny glanced at the queen and secretly wiped away the tears from her eyes, "Your Majesty, why did you just say that His Highness and the others were looking for a way to detoxify?"

"I... guessed. According to the calculation of the day, Ming'er should have received the details. But he hasn't sent back any news yet. Maybe he is waiting for something." The queen talked for a while, then felt tired and lay down with the help of the old nanny.

The old lady blew out the candle and slowly retreated.

Outside the hall, the wind blew snow particles, swirling on the frozen lake.

The old lady looked towards the northern border and a tear fell silently.

"Is there any way?" Yu Xiaoqiao looked at the old wood that had been rolling in the pile of medicinal herbs for several days with a serious expression.

Lao Mu was a little depressed, and walked around with his head down. "I remember seeing it in an ancient book. This poison is called Nine Heavens Pure Wind. But I haven't figured out how to break it. The memory of awakening is too long ago, and it's a little fuzzy."

“Humanity, witchcraft and sorcery are inseparable. You originally had great medical skills, and you have awakened the memory of the first witch king. Logically, you should be invincible and no poison can stop you!” Yu Xiaoqiao held the edge of the table and slowly moved her limp body.

He said it in a teasing tone, but because he was so weak, it sounded somewhat gentle.

Seeing how hard Yu Xiaoqiao was trying and how she hadn't recovered for a long time, Lao Mu gave her a helpless look and said, "Miss Yu, let's discuss something. From now on, unless we find the Nine Golden Cauldron and wear it back, we won't touch the Small Yu Cauldron or the Big Ke Cauldron anymore, okay?"

Then he glanced at her fiercely and continued to nag: "I'm not afraid of your death, but I'm afraid that if you die, I will be alone and lonely. I'm afraid that I won't even have the chance to speak like a human being."

"Look at the way you're thinking. I get it." Yu Xiaoqiao couldn't help but laugh and said nonchalantly.

Seeing her absent-minded look, Lao Mu anxiously barked twice, "If you don't take care of yourself and take my words as a dog's bark, I... won't care about you anymore!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Yu Xiaoqiao was left in tears and amused.

Lao Mu suddenly thought of something, his black eyes froze for a moment, and he fell into deep thought.

Half an hour later, Lao Mu barked happily twice, "Got it! Got it! Hurry up and call Xiao Mo over. Write down the method and have him do it."

Yu Xiaomo was called by Tan'er. According to the method written by Yu Xiaoqiao, he activated his magic power and turned his wrist. The poison-proof bead on Lao Mu's neck slowly floated up and hovered in the air.

He clasped two fingers together, white magic power flowed out from his fingertips, he silently recited the magic formula, raised his fingers back, and threw them at the anti-poison bead.

The white light enveloped the anti-poison bead, and slowly seeped in little by little.

After a while, Yu Xiaomo stretched out his hand and the bead fell into his palm.

In the evening, after Si Wenming and Li Lingyan came back, Yu Xiaoqiao handed the beads to Li Lingyan and asked, "What can you do to get it delivered within two days?"

Si Wenming took the poison-repelling bead and said, "Give it to the Queen?"

"Can it cure my mother's poison?" Li Lingyan snatched it away, looked at it carefully, and asked curiously.

"No, but it can be alleviated. At least the onset can be delayed for half a year. It's not a big problem." Yu Xiaoqiao talked a lot today and was so tired that she sat on the armchair.

Li Lingyan hugged Yu Xiaoqiao in his arms and patted her back excitedly.

Yu Xiaoqiao coughed twice and Si Wenming hurriedly pulled him away.

Si Wenming sat beside her, "I'll think of a way to get it to you first, how do I use it?"

"Boil the pearl with rootless water every day. Oh, rootless water is human tears... Boil it for two hours and then drink it." Yu Xiaoqiao handed a piece of paper to Si Wenming. "It has the precautions. Follow these steps."

Si Wenming put it away and asked, "Can you think of a way to detoxify?"

"Not yet. This poison is not simple. It must be caused by witchcraft. It can only be eradicated by the witch clan's sacred object - the Rakshasa Ring. It is just a guess now and I dare not conclude." Yu Xiaoqiao thought about Lao Mu's words and said in a low voice.

Li Lingyan frowned, "As long as there is a possibility, we have to try it."

Si Wen ordered Yue Yang to come out of the house and said, "Use secret channels to deliver it to the Queen within two days."

"Okay!" Yue Yang stepped back quickly.

Si Wenming stared at Yue Yang's departing back, concentrating for a moment.

Bai Sangruo, who does she belong to?

Li Mochen? Or Feng Mucheng?

With Xixin's trust in her, she must have known about the existence of Jinpa.

If it was Feng Muchen, it is impossible that he couldn't get the handkerchief back after so many years?

If it were Li Mochen, there would be no need to kill Shi Xin, after all, he posed no fatal threat to him.

Who is the touching makeup for during the mourning period drawn for?

There has been no news about Qing Lingping for several days, and no one knows what the situation in the palace is.

Tomorrow, if I don’t receive Qing Lingping’s letter, I will break into the Northern Frontier Palace again!