Reborn Young Lady's Peerless Grace

He began to speculate on the meaning of this sentence. Du Zhijie said to be careful on the road. Why? Did he arrange the ambush? But if that was the case, why did he tell him directly and let him prepare?

Logically speaking, if he is allowed to return to Zi Luo Country, it will be difficult to kill him later. If Du Zhijie wants to take action, he must be on the way.

On the way...Fan Yunfei looked carefully at the people in the team. Could there be a traitor?

Looking at these familiar faces, Fan Yunfei felt a sense of strangeness and felt that something was wrong with everyone he saw.

It was as if a shaky knife was hanging around his neck, disturbing him and preventing him from resting.

He even suspected that Zhao Yurou had suddenly become so quiet because she was planning to assassinate him, but when he lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw her trembling and cowardly look, he suddenly felt that he had overestimated her.

The envoys from Zi Luo Country were getting farther and farther away from Kyoto, and Fan Yunfei ordered them to hurry on their journey as quickly as possible. Only when they returned to Zi Luo Country could he feel at ease.

In Kyoto, Du Zhijie sent someone to take Suyun to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"This general can make you Mrs. Jiang, or I can immediately throw you back to Zi Luo Country. It's your choice what to do." Du Zhijie said coldly.

Princess Suyun didn't have time to feel proud before his words brought her back to reality.

She said embarrassedly, "I hid Xiao Chenyang's medicine in a room in the inn, under the seventh wooden board from the inside out in the northeast corner."

The guard on the side received Du Zhijie's gaze and took the order to go forward. Sure enough, he found a small cloth bag under the wooden board, which contained a bag of medicine.

After a careful inspection, the old man caught a mouse, took a small handful of medicine, boiled it and tried it out to make sure it was correct. Then he returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Zhijie, this medicine is harmless to the body, but there is one medicine that I have never come into direct contact with. It may have a mild hallucinogenic effect. I don't know if it will have any impact." The old man said cautiously.

Du Zhijie nodded and walked into Princess Suyun's room: "I have the medicine, but you can only stay here until Xiao Chenyang wakes up. If Xiao Chenyang wakes up and is fine, you can leave. If Xiao Chenyang has an accident, whatever happens to him will happen to you."

Princess Suyun bit her lower lip unwillingly and looked at him with wet eyes: "I am the future Madam Jiang now. Even if you are General Du, do you know that you are keeping me under house arrest like this, Second Prince?"

Lao Chan laughed behind Du Zhijie, "Princess, how could the Second Prince not know you're here? I advise you not to play any tricks. The person in front of you is not someone you can easily get along with."

Princess Suyun seemed to be recalling the incident in which she failed to seduce the general and was thrown out instead. She accepted her fate and said nothing more.

It is a blessing to be able to escape from Fan Yunfei.

Du Zhijie didn't even look at her and took the old man out to boil medicine.

When Shen Wanqing and Xuanyuan Qiaoer learned that they had obtained the antidote, they immediately came to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Princess Suyun said that this medicine needs to be boiled three times, each time on low heat for two hours. During this period, I will send someone to watch the whole process. Wanqing, Miss Xuanyuan, you should go back first. When Xiao Chenyang wakes up, I will send someone to tell you." Du Zhijie advised softly.

Xuanyuan Qiao'er's eyes lit up: "Let me do it, I will definitely take good care of the medicine jar."

Shen Wanqing was initially concerned that Xuanyuan Qiao'er had never done this kind of work before and was afraid she wouldn't be able to do it well. However, seeing her expectant expression, she said to Du Zhijie, "Let Sister Xuanyuan do something. Otherwise, I won't feel at ease when I go back."

"Okay, I'll arrange it." Du Zhijie said with a faint smile.

The old man standing by felt sad: Tsk, I just ordered that no one is allowed to touch the medicine. What a guy with no bottom line.

Shen Wanqing walked to Du Zhijie's side and said, "The arrangements over there should have started today."

Du Zhijie nodded slightly.

At this moment, on the side of the Zi Luo Kingdom's envoys, Zhao Yurou took advantage of everyone's inattention and sneaked into the kitchen, secretly adding some white powder to the food in the big pot.

Suddenly, a big hand grabbed her wrist tightly, and a cold voice sounded from behind: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Yurou's hands trembled, and her hair stood up. She felt a force pulling out her hair and knocking her to the ground. She tried to grab the paper bag on the ground tremblingly, but Fan Yunfei stepped on her hand.

"Heh, I actually underestimated you. How ridiculous! General Du sent a fool like you to poison me?" Fan Yunfei crushed Zhao Yuruo's hands back and forth with his feet, a cruel smile on his face.

Zhao Yurou screamed, tears bursting out: "Please, spare me! Spare me!"

"Tsk, begging for mercy so soon, how boring." He picked up the paper bag on the ground, which still had a little white powder inside, and handed it to the person next to him: "Take it and let someone see what kind of poison is inside."

Zhao Yurou huddled in the firewood pile in the corner, her clothes stained, and she couldn't stop shaking: "It's not poison, don't kill me... don't kill me..."

After a while, a man came in. He seemed to be the doctor accompanying the team. He looked a little embarrassed and said, "Third Prince, this is not poisonous."

"What is that?" Fan Yunfei frowned in confusion.

The man replied awkwardly, "It's refined salt."

Now, the house fell into an eerie silence.

Zhao Yurou raised her head in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe this was the result.

At the beginning, General Du sent someone to give her this package and asked her to put it in the food, saying that if she did so, he would bring her back, but he did not tell her what was inside.

At the time, she was afraid of what might happen and asked, "Is there poison in this?"

The man just shook his head: "Don't worry, it's not poison, but this is definitely your last chance to return to Kyoto."

However, she never thought it would be salt. Could it be that she took the wrong one?

"How is that possible? Are you sure you're not mistaken?" Fan Yunfei looked at the doctor with displeasure, and even began to suspect whether the doctor was covering for Zhao Yurou and wanted to harm him.

"It's really salt." After saying that, the doctor dipped some on his hand and tasted it, fearing that he wouldn't believe it.

Zhao Yurou seemed to have realized what was happening and quickly said, "I just thought the food was too bland. I was afraid you would think I was meddling, so I secretly added some."

But Fan Yunfei obviously didn't believe it, and sent someone to scoop a bowl of food from the pot for Zhao Yurou and the doctor to take.

The doctor took a bite and his face looked painful.

Fan Yunfei took a step back nervously: "Is the poison taking effect?"

The doctor's face wrinkled like a bitter melon: "Third Prince, it's too salty, so salty that it tastes bitter."

Zhao Yurou looked at her bowl in embarrassment. She had no choice but to guess that it was a knockout drug. Afraid that the dosage was not enough, she poured the whole bag into it.

"Eat, eat it all!" The third prince felt a blockage in his chest, left after saying this, and slammed the door.