After her death, the emperors of the seven kingdoms all went mad

[Host, Meng Beixiao has been poisoned. ]

"..."

"Someone should save him."

[It may not be possible to save him, host. If you don't go, he may die.]

"Ahhh..." Lan Zhi felt frantic, "Why? I'm either saving someone or on my way to save someone!

"I worked so hard to get these favorability points, I don't want to lose them!"

【Maybe it will go up? 】

"...I wish you good luck."

After Lan Zhi returned to her room, Lan Xin left in a flash.

In a dense grove, a man in black saluted him and said, "My Lord, this is the antidote to the frozen bone pill. After you take this, my Lord will be able to fully recover."

"Ah."

"When will the master go back? Those old guys can't wait any longer."

"Anyone who dares to object will be killed without mercy."

"Yes."

........

Lan Zhi instantly returned to Meng State, and when she entered through the palace gate, she pretended to be dying.

Her clothes were a little tattered, and the guards didn't let her in at first, but the commander recognized her at a glance.

"It's Lan Xiang! Lan Xiang is back!"

The commander saw Lan Zhi stumbling and was about to step forward to help her, but Lan Zhi stretched out her hand to stop him: "It's okay, I'm just a little tired."

The commander withdrew his hand and saluted again: "Your humble servant greets the Prime Minister."

"No need to be so polite. Please help me prepare the horse. I am going to see His Majesty."

Lan Zhi was the only person, except for designated royal relatives, who could ride a horse in the palace. Of course, she could only ride outside the main hall.

In the bedroom.

Meng Beixiao spit out black blood and leaned weakly on the bed.

The imperial doctors were in a panic and didn't know where to start.

Many ministers stood by at a loss, each one extremely nervous.

A servant came in from outside, knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Lan has returned and is asking for an audience outside the door."

The concubine standing beside the bed shouted angrily: "You blind man, get out!"

If the emperor dies, the Meng Kingdom will have to change its owner, and the current wealth and glory will be gone. No one cares whether Prime Minister Lan comes back or not.

Meng Beixiao raised his eyelids drowsily, his eyes slightly lit up: "Hurry... let him in!"

Soon, he saw Lan Zhi coming in with tattered clothes.

She has lost a lot of weight, but she is still as pretty as ever.

"You're back..."

Meng Beixiao looked at Lan Zhi and felt it was so unreal.

He must have been about to die when he had this moment of clarity.

Lan Zhi walked quickly to the bedside and looked at the young man in front of her who was once dressed in fine clothes and full of vigor. Now he looked as if he was terminally ill, with black lips and drooping eyes.

A maid was standing beside the bed, with a lot of black blood in the plate in her hand.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you, Your Majesty."

Meng Beixiao looked at her steadily, as if to see if she was real.

Seeing that Meng Beixiao was in a critical condition, Lan Zhi didn't want to wait for him to speak any longer.

She stepped forward, took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

The imperial physician was shocked: "What did you feed His Majesty?!"

Lan Zhi did not answer the imperial physician's words, but said to Meng Beixiao: "I know medical skills. Now I want to help your majesty with acupuncture. Your majesty, can you trust me?"

Li Zongbao stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, this cannot be done. Prime Minister Lan has just returned and we don't know if he is from an enemy country..."

Lan Zhi slapped him in the face with her backhand: "Lord Li, you may doubt my medical skills, but you cannot doubt my loyalty to Your Majesty!"

"Prime Minister Lan, how could you hit someone?!" Li Zongbao looked at Lan Zhi in disbelief.

"Beating you is too light a punishment. Daring to slander me like this is a heinous crime!"

Li Zongbao wanted to speak again, but Lan Zhi glared at him and said, "What else can you do besides talking?"

"Your Majesty, you have to detoxify immediately, otherwise your life may be in danger." Lan Zhi said seriously.

"Well, I believe you."

He believed that she would not harm him.

Lan Zhi reached out to untie Meng Beixiao's clothes. A fragrance came out, and Meng Beixiao became more convinced that Lan Zhi had really returned.

His eyelids were heavy, but he could see the red marks on her hands at a glance.

Is this the mark of being handcuffed? !

hateful.....

Really abominable!

How dare you treat his Lan Xiang like this!

I don't know how much suffering she has endured during this period of time.

No wonder I lost so much weight...

He closed his eyes and stopped thinking about it for the moment.

[Meng Beixiao's favorability value +3, current favorability value is 68. ]

"?!"

"It's gone up? Oh my god, I feel like I missed out on hundreds of millions before. It's true that the bold will die of overeating while the timid will die of starvation. Little Mengmeng, you are so sensible!"

Lan Zhi suddenly had a bold idea: "If I have a relationship with Qiao Hengzhi, will my wealth grow faster?"

But the most important thing at the moment is to save lives, so she gave Meng Beixiao acupuncture skillfully.

No one present dared to breathe. They wanted to say something to Lan Zhi, but were afraid of being scolded by her.

After Lan Zhi finished the acupuncture, she glanced at everyone.

"You guys go out first."

Everyone was indifferent.

"Don't stand here with so many people. Do you want His Majesty to breathe your stench?"

Everyone:......

How do we stink?

The Right Prime Minister said dissatisfiedly: "We are concerned about the safety of His Majesty, why does Prime Minister Lan have to be like this..."

Meng Beixiao interrupted him: "You guys should go out first."

The air is really stuffy.

"Yes, I will take my leave."

As soon as everyone reached the door, Meng Beixiao suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone was startled and turned back, shouting worriedly, "Your Majesty!"

"Prime Minister Lan! If anything happens to His Majesty, you will be punished with death!"

"There must be something wrong with the medicine he just gave Your Majesty!"

When the concubine saw the blood, she also shouted angrily: "Drag him out and chop him up!"

At this time, several guards came in and were about to grab Lan Zhi. Meng Beixiao picked up the pillow and threw it at the group of people. After coughing a few times, he was finally able to speak.

He said in a cold voice: "As if I were dead? Are you all acting on my behalf?"

Everyone was so scared that they all knelt down.

Lan Zhi patted his back and asked softly, "Your Majesty, are you feeling better?"

"The chest congestion was immediately cleared and I felt much better."

He glanced at the crowd coldly and said, "Kneel outside."

There are many different smells among the crowd, but blue smells better.

A group of people retreated. They didn't know whether His Majesty was speaking in anger or really wanted them to kneel. In the end, they had to retreat outside the door and kneel.

Lan Zhi, who was sitting on the bed, helped him remove the silver needles from his body.

She said, "Your Majesty has vomited the poisonous blood. You still need to take good care of yourself before you can recover. Don't eat any irritating food for the time being. You need to rest well."

Lan Zhi was about to get off the bed, but Meng Beixiao pulled her and said, "Just sit here."

Seeing that he was not in high spirits, Lan Zhi said, "Your Majesty, you should lie down and have a good rest. I will come to visit you later."

Meng Beixiao shook his head: "No problem."

After a long silence, he said, "You have suffered."

"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that I will be tortured into confessing and then come back to be a spy?"

"I believe you are not that kind of person."

Looking at the red mark on her wrist, he hugged her and patted her back: "Glad you're back!"

"Ah~!" Lan Zhi screamed in pain.