After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

Nian Susu's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, but Ke Xin couldn't let it go.

The voice sounded like Qin Junyu's, and also like Xuan Ji's. However, she couldn't tell the difference because it was too weak and barely noticeable.

Thinking of what Yun Jianfeng said during the day, she felt that the person outside the door was more likely Qin Junyu.

His voice was so weak, he must have been injured.

Nian Susu hurriedly threw down the dagger and ran to open the door. As the door opened, a man rushed over.

He was kneeling in a position, originally trying to hold up his upper body by leaning against the door. Now that he had no foothold, he fell forward, his body resting on Nian Susu's legs. He did not fall down, but his head drooped and his arms hung limply at his sides. It was unclear whether he was dead or alive.

Nian Susu looked at his back and his previous speculation was overturned. Qin Junyu's prince's casual clothes would not be embroidered with such dark patterns. This person was a mystery.

She leaned down, held his shoulders and moved him away from her legs, then took a step back and squatted down to his level.

When she saw the pale face under the candlelight, her heart was shaken.

Qin Junyu?!

Qin Junyu's eyes closed and closed, with his eyelids only slightly open, as if he was about to faint at any time. His pale lips opened but he couldn't utter a word.

Seeing that he was still trying to speak despite being like this, Nian Susu said sternly, "Don't say anything, come in first."

She gritted her teeth and helped the man up, thinking only of saving him, and no longer cared about why he was injured like this.

Qin Junyu was still conscious, but his body was powerless and all the strength was on her.

Nian Susu took great effort to support him, requiring him to use external objects for support every time he took a step forward. After staggering and stumbling, she finally put him on the bed.

She held onto the edge of the bed, breathing heavily, and was already covered in sweat.

Qin Junyu closed his eyes, his brows gathered into a small peak, and his expression was painful.

Nian Susu wiped his sweat and immediately went forward to check his injuries.

The most obvious wound on his body was on his right shoulder. She took a pair of scissors, disinfected them with candlelight, and cut open his clothes, revealing half of his arm.

Only then did she see clearly that there was a dart embedded in the wound on his right shoulder. The wound was black and bleeding profusely, staining his clothes and arms red.

She took a deep breath, and her heart seemed to be gripped by something.

Although Qin Junyu was weak, he managed to stay awake with his strong willpower.

Nian Susu pulled his hand and was about to take her pulse, but he held her down with his other hand.

"No..." He uttered an unclear word in a breath.

She couldn't hear clearly and thought he was insane and talking nonsense. She pulled her hand out and tried to feel his pulse again, but she didn't expect that he would just pull his hand away this time. This action exhausted all his strength and his hand fell heavily back onto the bed.

"Don't... take... your pulse..."

Nian Susu heard it clearly this time, but she didn't understand it, and was even a little annoyed. Considering that he was seriously injured, she suppressed her anger and advised him kindly: "Your Highness, you are poisoned. I can't find out what poison you have if I don't feel your pulse. If you listen, I will check it quickly."

Without waiting for his answer, she anxiously pulled his hand again.

Qin Junyu's brows were knitted tighter and his teeth were grinding. He pulled his hand out with all his might, unable to utter a word. He could only shake his head to express his refusal.

He couldn't let her take his pulse, otherwise his identity would be exposed.

He hadn't figured out how to explain it to her yet, and he didn't want her to expose his lies under such circumstances.

Even though he was in great pain, almost dying of pain, he still refused to agree.

Nian Susu burst into tears in panic, kneeling beside the bed with tears falling uncontrollably. She held his cold hand and seemed to feel his life slipping away bit by bit.

In fact, given his current state, she could do whatever she wanted, but seeing that he was really resisting, she didn't want to go against his wishes, so she had to give up.

Without taking the pulse, she had other ways to find out what the poison was.

Nian Susu sorted out his thoughts and took out a "life-saving pill" from the system backpack for him to use.

The "life-saving pill" is only effective for two hours. As long as the person taking it does not have his body torn apart within these two hours, he will not die no matter what kind of torture he suffers.

However, once the item loses its effect, all the original results will be reflected on the user within one second.

In other words, if Qin Junyu would die of the poison within these two hours, but was temporarily saved because of the "life-saving pill", he would die the moment the item lost its effect after two hours, and there would be no chance of rescue.

Nian Susu couldn't stop crying, but there was no time for her to be sad.

Qin Junyu completely fainted, and she took the opportunity to pull the dart out of his shoulder. Her movements were clean and neat so that he wouldn't have to endure the pain while awake. But even in a coma, when the dart was pulled out of his flesh, he still groaned in pain, his brows knitted tightly, and his body curled up slightly.

The splattered blood stained her hands, and she skillfully took the gauze to stop the bleeding.

When she had nothing to do, she developed various poisons and medicines. Unexpectedly, they came in handy at this time. She gave Qin Junyu painkillers to make him look less uncomfortable, and then she took the dart to the side to study it.

The dart head was black, and it seemed that it was coated with something, which was most likely the source of Qin Junyu's poisoning.

But after her research, she found that this was not the case. The black color of the dart head was not due to poison, but the result of long-term soaking.

The dart was stuck in Qin Junyu's body for so long before being pulled out, it was like soaking him in poison.

Fortunately, this kind of poison is not rare and not difficult to detoxify. Compared with the tricky poison on Xuan Ji's body, the poison on the dart is not worth mentioning at all. She can guess the approximate composition by just smelling it and quickly prepares the antidote.

But Qin Junyu refused to let her take his pulse. She didn't know the specific situation, so she didn't dare to use too strong medicine. As long as she could save his life, she could persuade him well after he woke up. It would not be too late to completely eliminate the poison by then.

In her room there were various Chinese medicinal herbs that were dried and ground into powder. She made them when she had nothing to do. Originally, they were just for the convenience of secretly developing various prescriptions. She didn't expect them to come in handy here.

Nian Susu opened the cabinet, revealing a small medicine cabinet. Even though there were no labels, she remembered which compartment contained which herbal powder, and she quickly prepared the antidote.

She mixed the powder with water and stirred it into a bowl of black, bitter Chinese medicine.

When Qin Junyu brought the medicine to the bedside, he was sweating all over his forehead, face, and neck, and his clothes were mostly wet.

The wound that had been bandaged with white gauze was now a striking red.

"Your Highness?" Nian Susu sat beside the bed and called him closely. After several calls, his eyelids moved, but he didn't have the strength to raise his eyes.

"Your Highness, just drink the medicine and you will be fine."

She didn't know whether he heard her or not, so she moved to the head of the bed, helped him up, let him lean against her, and then poured the medicine into his mouth.

Qin Junyu was unconscious and cooperated reluctantly, but most of the medicine was spilled. His chin, neck and chest were covered with bitter medicine.