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Zhu Jiu was carried by Qing Mo back to the Han Palace and vomited everything in his stomach.

When he was put down, he staggered twice, and before he could stand steadily, he felt like vomiting again.

Qing Mo felt the wetness on his back, as well as an indescribable smell, and looked at Zhu Jiu with a terrifying look.

Zhu Fugui glanced at Qing Mo, really afraid that he would lose control and slap his beloved son to death.

"You are finally back. Go and see the prince. He has asked many times."

[Why did my silly brother come to Prince Han's Mansion instead of staying at his own house? ]

[Is it time to send me silver again? ]

Before I could figure it out, Qing Mo grabbed my wrist and ran all the way to the guest house.

A few times, Zhu Jiu felt that his legs, although they were constantly tossing and turning, seemed to have left the ground.

When she entered the room, she bumped into the door frame with a thud, and could see stars in the room.

When Qingyun and Qingjian saw Zhu Jiu had two nosebleeds and a red and swollen forehead, their first reaction was that Zhu Jiu had also been attacked.

Although the prince felt pain all over his body as if all his bones were broken, he looked at the miserable state of his newly recognized brother and gasped and said weakly, "Who... who did it?"

Do you really think he is dead?

Even though he seems to be close to death now, isn't he still breathing?

He dared to attack the brother he just recognized. He was really bold.

Qing Mo was confused, and followed the prince's gaze to look at Zhu Jiu.

Qing Mo: ...Wasn't it fine just now? How come it suddenly became like this?

Zhu Jiu's mind, which was still chasing behind him, finally returned to its original state. He looked at the prince who looked like a pool of rotten meat with shock in his eyes.

He raised his hand and wiped his nose. "What did you do again? Why are you like this again?"

Qingyun: "Zhu Jiu, please be aware of your identity. I hope the prince will not be offended."

The prince didn't care about these things now. He stared at Zhu Jiu and asked, "Who hit you?"

"I'm fine. I just bumped into the door. What's wrong with you?"

Qing Mo: ...There was a moment when I heard a thump.

The prince forced a bitter smile and said, "Brother, I'm sorry to trouble you again."

Qingyun looked at Zhu Jiu and said, "Zhu Jiu, I don't know what you can do, but please treat the prince as soon as possible. The prince has been kidnapped and we need his help now."

【What the hell? 】

【King Han was kidnapped? 】

[I was only gone for five days. What happened? ]

Zhu Jiu raised his hand to wipe the blood from his nose, and activated his supernatural power to eliminate the discomfort in his body.

Lifting the prince's blanket, he placed his hand on his chest and used his supernatural powers to check his body's condition.

"Oh my god, my dear brother, what have you done? Why are there worms all over your body?"

Everyone in the room was shocked.

The prince, who was still holding his breath, almost lost it.

虫？

Is there a worm in his body?

Good brother, can you please stop scaring him like that?

This is the only breath he has left, he can't help it!!!

Zhu Jiu said solemnly, "There are probably thousands of worms in your body, and they are quite active, sucking your blood and gnawing at your bone marrow.

In less than an hour, you will be nothing but a shell."

The prince's heart sank, "Can you help me slow down? I haven't saved...save my third brother yet."

"Don't worry, I'm here, you won't die, you just have to suffer a little bit"

Zhu Jiu said to Qingyun, "Move the bed to the center of the room, and light two braziers on each side of the bed. Hurry!"

Although I don't know what Zhu Jiu is going to do, but even Old Zhang is helpless with the condition, and the prince doesn't want to find the imperial physician, but insists on finding Zhu Jiu, so Zhu Jiu must have a way.

Soon it was arranged according to Zhu Jiu's request.

The prince was stripped down to his underwear, his hands and feet spread out, his palms and soles stretched out to the edge of the bed.

Qingyun and Qingmo saw the scars on the prince's body and their eyes flashed.

Zhu Jiu used his supernatural power to cover the prince's heart with his hand and started to expel the insects from the heart.

Slowly, the people guarding the bed could see with their naked eyes that something was moving under the prince's fair skin.

Zhu Jiu controlled the supernatural power in his body and slowly drove these little creatures to his limbs.

"Cut all the prince's fingers and toes, and don't let your hands touch the blood."

Qingyun, Qingmo, and Qingjian simultaneously drew their daggers from their waists and moved carefully.

I thought the blood would be bright red after the cut, but it turned out to be black and very sticky. I couldn't even drip it out.

Zhu Jiu said, "Throw the dagger directly into the brazier."

The three of them did not hesitate at all, even though the dagger was given to them by the prince and had accompanied them in battle.

Nothing is more important than saving the prince.

Soon, black, slender, and thick insects like embroidery needles swarmed out from the cuts, even making creepy noises, and emitting a pungent stench when they fell into the brazier.

Qingyun, Qingmo, and Qingjian were shocked. The phenomenon they saw was beyond their understanding.

The three people's eyes changed when they looked at Zhu Jiu, from indifference to respect.

Although they knew that the prince valued Zhu Jiu and that Zhu Jiu must have his strengths, they never expected that Zhu Jiu's abilities were beyond their expectations.

Who wouldn't want such a treasure? Not to mention that I've taken a fancy to it, it's not too much to worship it as an ancestor.

Although he used his supernatural powers to drive it away, the prince's eyes were filled with bloodshot due to the pain.

Zhu Jiu had never expected that driving these things away and purifying the blood would actually consume more energy than healing the wound.

Zhu Jiu looked at Qingyun, "Brother Qingyun, can I get some medicinal herbs from last year in advance? Once the prince is well, I can get them back."

Qingyun said yes, but he was already at the door.

Zhu Fugui, who was waiting outside the yard, finally waited for someone to come out, but before he could ask a question, the person disappeared.

He could only continue to wait anxiously outside the yard. Although he was the butler, each of the four guards around the prince had more power than him. When the prince was not around, he had to listen to the orders of the four guards.

Qingyun, who had returned, held a bunch of valuable boxes in his arms. He said to Butler Zhu, "There are secret guards outside the yard. Zhu Jiu is fine. Uncle Zhu, you can find a place to rest for a while."

Then, without waiting for Zhu Fugui's answer, he quickly entered the yard.

Butler Zhu looked up at the dark sky. Could it be that the sun would rise from the west tomorrow?

Or was Qingyun provoked by something? He actually heard respect in his tone?

Inside the house, the three of them looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

Zhu Jiu put one hand on the prince's chest and stuffed the ginseng into his mouth with the other hand. There was dried blood on his mouth and nose. He bit it with great effort and his cheeks bulged.

Qingyun swallowed and said, "Do you want me to cut it into slices, or boil it into water?"

Zhu Jiu paused. There were so many ways, why did she choose the wildest one?

"Okay, then I'll trouble Brother Qingyun to cut it into slices for me."

Qing Mo and Qing Jian looked at Qing Yun with regret in their eyes. How come they didn't think of Qing Yun? They missed a good opportunity to curry favor with the boss.

As Zhu Jiu chewed ginseng, fewer and fewer worms came out of the prince's body, his blood gradually turned bright red, and the prince's spirit gradually recovered.

Finally, the cuts on the prince's fingers and toes healed visibly until there was no scar left.

Qingyun, Qingmo, and Qingjian's eyes almost popped out.

Zhu Jiu, could he be the reincarnation of a god?

It seems that they have never offended him. Is it too late to curry favor with him now?

Zhu Jiu stopped and adjusted his energy. Although he had gained a lot of ginseng, he still spent more than he earned. He still lost most of his energy.

The prince sat up and looked at Zhu Jiu with eyes that were closer than his own father, "Xiao Jiuer, you saved my life again."

Zhu Jiu smiled and said, "I said you won't die as long as I'm here.

Remember to return the ginseng I paid in advance.

This room stinks, let's go to another room and talk!!"