The Villain is Reborn! Princess Zhan goes on a killing spree in the capital

Gui Xiaocao tucked in the quilt for Su Jixue, who was soundly sleeping, and then she felt relieved and walked out of the inner room.

The eldest lady's worrying high fever finally subsided.

The doctor in the palace is really effective.

Jinhuan went to see Mr. Wu off. Gui Xiaocao saw the medicine jar and was about to put it back to the pharmacy. It seemed that the eldest lady would not need it in the future.

On the way there, they saw the two maids who had worked with them in the small pharmacy to make medicine had finally finished making the medicine and were walking hurriedly into a small courtyard.

"Mr. Gu, your medicine is here!"

The maid's voice floated out from the yard. Gui Xiaocao stopped when she heard the voice and walked to the gate of the yard in disbelief.

"Thank you for taking care of me..."

A weak male voice came into the ears from the main room of the courtyard.

boom--

Gui Xiaocao's mind exploded and she rushed into the yard.

The man standing at the main door leaning against the wall was none other than her brother Yuanzhou, the man who had taken the petition written in blood and helped her go to the capital to file a complaint, and the man she had promised to spend her life with.

Gui Xiaocao's face turned pale and blue, and the words of the two maids who boiled medicine emerged in her mind.

……

"That poor scholar vomited blood again today, please don't die!"

……

"Why is it our turn to take care of him? Captain Bai gave us instructions before he left, and General Mo also gave us many warnings. I heard that the prince is also waiting to see the results. God bless this poor scholar and make sure he survives!"

……

It turned out that the poor scholar mentioned by the two maids who were boiling medicine was actually her brother Yuanzhou.

"Xiaocao?"

When Gu Yuanzhou saw the figure at the gate of the courtyard, he thought he was in a dream.

The two girls who were boiling the medicine looked back and forth between Gu Yuanzhou and Gui Xiaocao.

"Xiaocao, was it the War King who brought you here?" Gu Yuanzhou staggered out of the house and walked in front of Gui Xiaocao. He immediately shook Gui Xiaocao's hand and said, "That's great! I knew the War King wouldn't take our lawsuit away for nothing!"

"Ahem, do you know each other? This is Prince Zhan's mansion, men and women are not allowed to touch each other." The medicine-making girl spoke as a reminder and a warning.

"Oh, my two sisters, this is the victim of the complaint I filed with the War King!" Gu Yuanzhou's originally listless state disappeared, and his eyes sparkled: "She is also my fiancée."

Bang.

The medicine jar in Gui Xiaocao's hand fell to the ground and her face turned pale.

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The Old Wu mentioned by the War King is Wu Yunshang, who once killed his master and seriously injured a number of fellow disciples and then rebelled against the Medical Valley. He is also a person on the list of people wanted by the martial arts world.

He stayed by the side of the War King, helping him with diagnosis and treatment.

Don't see outsiders easily.

This time, King Zhan asked him to treat Su Jixue, which shocked everyone in the palace.

After Mr. Wu finished examining Su Jixue, he went directly to King Zhan’s study.

At this time, the War King sitting in front of the desk had already changed into new clothes, and his cold face showed his unhappy mood at the moment.

He had been holding the report in his hand for a long time, his eyes fixed on it, but he seemed not to read anything.

"Miss Su's fever has subsided a little since she vomited. I gave her acupuncture. She should be fine when she wakes up." Elder Wu waved his finger in front of Prince Zhan's eyes. "Is there anything else your Highness would like to know?"

Although he is old, he still has a gossipy heart.

"Is it common to be allergic to medicine?" The War King raised his eyes, his narrow and deep eyes made it difficult to see the emotions in them.

"Honestly, this is the first time I've seen this." Wu Lao said honestly, "Some people may be allergic to a single medicine, but to say they're allergic to drinking medicine, could it be that the eldest daughter of the Su family is pretending?"

He heard that the War King didn't get angry even though he was vomited all over.

If it were someone else, he would have been kicked away and beaten with a stick.

The War King shook his head. At that time, Su Jixue vomited until only bitter water was left. He had only seen such a strong physical reaction in one person.

The person he tried his best to protect when he was young but couldn't.

When he was vomiting all over the place, in the end all he could do was dry heave. His face turned pale, but she could still laugh at him for making such a dead face.

How come they look so alike?!

Once was a coincidence, but it happened more than once, making the War King feel familiar as if he saw an old friend.

"Your Highness, you'll have to hope for the best with such a delicate girl." Elder Wu made no effort to conceal his gloating expression. "And I'm telling you, Miss Su is in very poor health. She was injured by soaking in cold water, so it's very likely that she will have trouble having children."

The War King narrowed his eyes coldly, and his gaze was as sharp as an ice blade and shot towards Old Wu.

"Don't stare, I haven't finished speaking yet. But with me here, I can guarantee that she will be plump and healthy, and you can have two babies in three years!" Old Wu smiled and changed his words.

"I won't live for more than three years." The War King spoke coldly, and with just one sentence, the smile on Old Wu's face disappeared completely.

"Hey, how can you be so naughty at such a young age? How dare you curse yourself!" Old Wu couldn't help but get angry when he heard this. He grabbed the War King's hand and felt his pulse. "Forget it, I'll go get the medicine now! I don't believe I can't cure you!"

After saying this, Old Wu disappeared from the sight of King Zhan.

Zhan Wang looked at the sleeve that was rolled up by Old Wu when he took the pulse. There was a blue and red pinch mark on the inside of the elbow, which was caused by Su Jixue's unconscious scratching when she vomited violently just now.

If you are allergic to medicine, it is just a coincidence.

What about this?

This habitual action can't be a coincidence, right?

The War King tapped the table lightly with his free hand, his eyes churning with emotions and flickering with brightness.

"Bing Er, go collect all the information about Su Jixue. I want to see her tonight."

He spoke coldly to the air.

"Yes."

Someone answered from the darkness, and then there was silence.

"Ding Si, go to the Prime Minister's Mansion and ask Shen to come and see Miss Su."

After issuing one order after another regarding Su Jixue, the turbulent undercurrent in the War King's eyes gradually subsided, but he felt unable to sit still and walked towards the backyard.

When the King of War came to Su Jixue's yard again, Jinhuan had already tactfully led the maids to retreat.

King Zhan stood beside Su Jixue's bed, looking at the woman sleeping soundly under the brocade quilt, with a deep and unfathomable expression on his face.

After a long time, he stretched out his fingers as if he wanted to stroke Su Jixue's cheek.

But finally he paused.

After a while, the War King's fingers still fell on Su Jixue's cheek, and he gently probed behind her cheek and ear, searching for any traces of the human skin mask.

abruptly—

The feeling of danger came over him, and the War King's heart skipped a beat.

Su Jixue, who was originally in a coma, suddenly stood up swiftly, holding the jade hairpin pulled out from the top of her head and pressing it against the throat of the King of War.

Those peach blossom eyes that once looked around with affection were now as sharp as knives, and their ruthless gazes were filled with murderous intent, as they stared expressionlessly at the War King.

If the King of War had not grabbed Su Jixue's wrist in time, even the jade hairpin would have poked a bloody hole in his neck.

For a moment, people had the illusion that this was not the delicate daughter of the prime minister, but a killing machine that had fought in mountains of corpses and seas of blood.