Becoming a widow for the sake of good fortune? The short-lived prince lived a hundred years

After hearing what he said, Yan Xueqi felt relieved.

This is an inquiry.

So, the Sixth Prince was not angry!

The Sixth Prince is gone.

When Yan Xueqi looked at Yan Xining again, her eyes seemed to be filled with poison.

She felt that she had been too kind to this wild girl before, or maybe she thought that by marrying a sick guy, she would forget how she had acted like a dog in front of her?

Then, her eyes fell on Chu Jinxun's face again. This time, her eyes did not change because of his face. Seeing her half leaning against Yan Xining, she sneered: "Sister, you must take good care of your brother-in-law. After all, with your brother-in-law around, you are the Princess An!" Once

Seeing Yan Xueqi leaving with such rage yet dignity, Yan Xining raised the corner of her mouth slightly.

What she wants is to be the Sixth Prince's consort, right?

Yan Xining picked out three sets of clothes and went back with Chu Jinxun.

In the quiet garden, there is a figure peeking out from under the flower tree.

Yan Xining turned around and supported Chu Jinxun. Chu Jinxun's face was a little pale. He smiled at her. His smile was obedient, clean and sunny.

This smile and this face hit Yan Xining's heart hard.

Such a handsome little puppy is really hard to take your eyes off.

He leaned weakly against Yan Xining, and suddenly his expression changed again. He bent over and spurted out a mouthful of blood. Then, he closed his eyes and fell down softly.

Yan Xining's eyebrows twitched. Although someone was watching her, it would be fine if she just felt dizzy. She didn't have to vomit blood, right?

But she soon discovered something was wrong; the bloody smell was different.

This is real blood.

She was about to move, but then straightened up: "The prince is sick, Jingfeng, quickly, take the prince back to the room! Jingqing, go get the imperial physician Qi!"

Jingfeng quickly stepped forward, carrying Chu Jinxun on his back and running towards the main courtyard. Jingqing, who was coming to meet him, ran towards the carriage, turned the horse's head, sat on the shaft, and with a wave of the whip, drove away.

Yan Xining followed Jing Feng and walked quickly to Qiyun Courtyard. The maids Caizhu and Bingyu also jogged all the way. The group went there in a hurry.

Behind the flower tree was a gardener about forty years old. He saw this scene from afar, immediately retracted his head, and quietly retreated.

After putting the person on the bed, Jingfeng also felt something different. He looked at Yan Xining nervously.

"Princess, do you want to wait for the Imperial Physician Qi?"

Yan Xining waved his hand: "Guard the door!"

Jingfeng turned around and left without any hesitation.

Yan Xining had taken his pulse when she came over, and took it again this time.

Floating pulse indicates superficial symptoms. The pulse is weak and thready. This is a sign of deficiency of both Qi and blood, insufficient vital energy, disordered Qi movement, failure of clear Yang to rise, and loss of consciousness. This is what the pulse shows.

Yan Xining withdrew her hand, her expression did not change. After all, Chu Jinxun's illness was within her expectations, but she was not at peace in her heart.

This superficial symptom can deceive many people with excellent medical skills.

The person who developed that poison was extremely powerful, at least a master of poison!

The most powerful thing was that the poison had the ability to regenerate, constantly reproducing toxins. Although the regeneration was slow, over time it would still fill his meridians, rush into his lungs, corrode his heart, and then rush into his brain. Then even a god would be unable to save him.

That person should not be unknown, or you can ask about him.

As she pondered, she took out a silver needle and began to give Chu Jinxun acupuncture.

A needle is inserted right above the eye.

If someone else were here, they would probably be scared to death.

Eyes are such an important part of your body, you can go blind if you are not careful.

The silver needle in her hand was four inches long.

The slender needle tip silently sank into his eyelid little by little until only a small part was left outside.

Yan Xining paused and rolled his eyelids.

Chu Jinxun was unconscious, but his face seemed to be getting paler and more transparent.

Her hands were not idle, and she quickly stripped off the man's shirt.

Then she fumbled between her fingers and took out a silver ring.

This was the only ornament on her finger and it was not very conspicuous.

She bent her fingers nimbly at a certain point, then reached out and pulled it out.

She pulled a thin silver needle longer and longer, and when it reached the end, it was actually one foot and three inches long.

She concentrated her mind, her eyes focused, and inserted the tip of the long silver needle into Chu Jinxun's left shoulder socket, twisting it slowly.

The long needle slowly penetrated into Chu Jinxun's body.

According to the length of the needle, it could pass through his lungs and directly into Chu Jinxun's heart.

Silver is soft, and the needle tip is as thin as a hair. It is extremely difficult to penetrate something so thin and soft into the flesh. Yan Xining moved very slowly, and a thin layer of sweat slowly seeped from his forehead.

The long needle was inserted completely.

Yan Xining let out a long breath, put the index and middle fingers of her right hand together, and tapped Chu Jinxun's body several times, each time tapping a different acupuncture point.

If you look closely, through his jade-colored skin, you can see a small snake swimming in his blood. Wherever she points, there is blood flowing and there are strange, slightly raised areas.

As her fingertips lightly tapped, the "little snake" that was originally playing around slowly became obedient.

After finishing this round of work, sweat was already rolling down my forehead.

She took a handkerchief from her sleeve to wipe away the sweat, feeling helpless.

Despite her efforts, the internal energy in her body was much weaker than in her previous life, so much so that after each acupuncture treatment, it felt as if it had been drained away. When would her internal energy return in full?

She sat quietly for a while until she heard hurried footsteps outside, followed by Jingfeng's report: "Princess, Imperial Physician Qi is here!"

Yan Xining quickly walked to the bedside and pulled out the two silver needles.

It only took a moment to pull the eye area, but it took three breaths to pull the shoulder area.

Then, she pressed a certain spot, and the long needle curled up and became a silver ring again, which she put back on her finger. Then, she quickly put on Chu Jinxun's clothes and smoothed them out.

Just as I covered myself with the quilt, the door was pushed open.

Imperial Physician Qi was brought in by Jingqing.

Yan Xining took two steps back and said, "The prince suddenly became ill. I don't know what happened. Sir Qi, please take a look!"

"You're welcome, Princess!"

Imperial Physician Qi was a little surprised when he saw the wet hair on her forehead, but the most urgent thing at the moment was to quickly take the pulse of the prince on the sickbed.

After putting the pulse pillow in place and carefully placing Chu Jinxun's wrist on it, Imperial Physician Qi began to take Chu Jinxun's pulse.

After a moment, he withdrew his hand, his face somewhat solemn. "Your Highness's pulse is weak and frail, your organs are gradually failing, and your constitution is extremely frail. Has he been overexerting himself recently, or perhaps due to an external invasion? His sudden coma is the result of a severe loss of vital energy, a failure of the rising Yang energy, and a loss of control of the spirit. You should be carefully nursed back to health by strengthening your body, replenishing your Qi, and nourishing your blood!"

As soon as he said this, Jing Qing's gaze fell on Yan Xining with an unfriendly look. He opened his mouth to speak, but was pulled back by Jing Feng, and then he shut up in disappointment.

When Imperial Physician Qi looked at Yan Xining, there was a hint of sympathy in his eyes. All of them knew that Prince An's illness was just a matter of dragging on. Even if a white banner was hung in Prince An's mansion tomorrow, they would not be surprised at all.

But Princess An is so young and is still newly married. If Prince An really passes away, no one knows how she will live in the future!

Imperial Physician Qi withdrew his thoughts, prescribed some warming and nourishing medicine, and then said goodbye and left.

Yan Xining said, "Jingfeng, send Imperial Physician Qi off!"

Jingfeng was stunned. It was Jingqing who brought the person back, and he was asked to send him back?

He could send her off, but Jingqing, that young fool, almost said something unpleasant just now. Without him around, what if that fool offends the princess?

But he couldn't disobey, so he just responded, "Yes!"

"Imperial Physician Qi, please come this way!" Before leaving, he gave Jing Qing a look that reminded him not to be impulsive!

After Jing Feng and Imperial Physician Qi left, Yan Xining glanced at Jing Qing and said, "You can go out too. I'll take care of the prince here!"

Jingqing glanced at her, turned around patiently, strode out of the house and closed the door.

Yan Xining rubbed his forehead. The acupuncture just now was just to control the poison to return to one place.

The imperial physician Qi came and she had to interrupt.

Now, there was no one in the room. She pulled open Chu Jinxun's shirt again and took out a silver needle. This time, she stabbed the silver needle at the point one finger above Chu Jinxun's heart.

She is careful and slow.

The silver needle was very thin and pierced into the skin.

"Wow", suddenly the whole window flew up, breaking a big hole, and a figure rushed in quickly. The figure was in the air, with sword energy flashing, and stabbed towards Yan Xining in the face!