The Poisonous Consort, the Regent's Beloved

A moment later, looking at the person on the ground who had only moved a few inches, a bead of cold sweat trickled down Su Fuying's forehead.

I'm quite strong, but it's still too difficult to move this 1.9-meter-tall dog.

Reaching the doorway, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Shadow Two!"

After all, Shadow Two had been by her side for the past few days, and she still needed to use this free labor. A dark figure leaped down from the roof with a whoosh.

It was Yingyi, who was wrapped up tightly. She bowed her head respectfully and said, "Princess Yongle."

"Huh, where's Shadow Two?"

"injured."

Oh right, I guess I got beaten up last night.

Ignoring everything else, they called Yingyi in, and the two of them together lifted the person on the ground onto the bed.

"You, go and fill this bathtub."

Su Fuying naturally instructed Yingyi, thinking it might be a waste not to use her, and to let that little girl do less work.

Yingyi quickly filled the bucket with water and waited for Su Fuying's instructions.

She went to the bedside and checked the man's pulse again, confirming that it was stable enough for him to take a medicinal bath.

Yingyi stared in disbelief as Su Fuying skillfully undressed his master, even removing his white undergarment.

Finally, when they saw that the man on the bed was only wearing a pair of white underwear, revealing his muscular upper body, even the well-trained Shadow One felt as if the sky had fallen.

Su Fuying turned her head and saw Yingyi's terrified eyes. She couldn't help but frown: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and come help!"

Yingyi was startled awake by Su Fuying's voice. He came to his senses and immediately ran to Su Fuying's side. Following Su Fuying's instructions, he lifted the person and put him into the bathtub.

Looking at the man in the bucket, Su Fuying frowned and asked, "Can I pull down his pants? It'll interfere with my detoxification later."

what?

Ying Yi stood frozen in place, startled by these words. He was going to take off his pants? Would the Venerable One skin him alive if he got up?

“Princess Yongle, your subordinate…your subordinate dares not make decisions on behalf of Your Majesty.”

Seeing the fear in Yingyi's eyes, Su Fuying thought to herself, "Forget it, I'll take it off after he leaves."

Su Fuying was thinking of taking off his mask later to see what he looked like, hehe.

And so, Su Fuying waited patiently until Lu Yanxiu had been soaking in the bath for almost half an hour. She asked Yingyi to change the water to hotter water, and then she went to prepare the necessary medicinal herbs herself.

As Shadow One poured fresh hot water into the wooden tub, billowing white steam rose up and filled the entire room.

Su Fuying carefully placed the various precious medicinal herbs she had carefully selected into the water one by one, and carefully observed their reactions in the water.

As time went by, Lu Yanxiu's skin turned bright red and radiant, like a boiled shrimp, and he began to emit an increasingly strong fishy stench.

Su Fuying skillfully held a box under her nose and smelled it for a moment. After glancing at Yingyi, who was wrapped up tightly, she figured he probably didn't need it and then put the box away.

Shadow One: "?"

Seeing that it was almost time, Su Fuying took out the silver needles, looked at Yingyi who was still standing there like a wooden stake, and frowned, saying, "Why don't you go out first?"

After a moment's thought, Yingyi said, "I will remain by Your Majesty's side. I am willing to help if there is anything I can do."

Forget it, I don't need to hide what I want to do from him.

Yingyi was worried that his master's face would be seen, so he had no choice but to stand guard from the side.

With a ripping sound, Ying's eyes widened instantly, because Su Fuying had violently torn off his master's underpants.

“The county, the county, the county princess.”

Yingyi didn't know where to look, and stammered as she stared at the man who was only wearing half of his underwear.

Su Fuying chuckled and said, "Come here." Her voice carried a hint of teasing and ease.

"I'll apply acupuncture later. His poisonous blood will accumulate in his chest and thighs. Take this knife and let the blood out." Su Fuying said as she picked up a small silver knife and handed it to Yingyi, pointing out the specific locations to him.

After saying this, Su Fuying ignored Yingyi and focused on her acupuncture treatment.

Time passed second by second, and half an hour later, an astonishing change occurred on the man in the bathtub. Strands of black blood, as if alive, slowly flowed from various parts of his body, eventually converging in the center of his chest.

"Go ahead and do it," Su Fuying said softly, letting out a sigh of relief. Her fingers felt a little weak from twisting the needle's end for so long, but her tone remained firm.

Upon hearing Su Fuying's instructions, Ying hurriedly drew his dagger and stared nervously at the clump of black blood. However, faced with the scene before him, he hesitated, his hand trembling slightly, seemingly afraid to make a move.

My God, how dare he lay a knife on his master? This is worse than taking his life! Yingyi was filled with fear and anxiety, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Seeing his dawdling, Su Fuping was speechless. "If we don't act soon, the poison will return to his heart meridian, and even a Bodhisattva won't be able to save him."

Hearing this, Ying steeled herself and pressed the knife directly against the wound. Ink-like blood slowly flowed out, and Ying felt her nose instantly filled with an indescribable stench.

It shot straight to the top of his head, so strong that Yingyi couldn't even open his eyes.

No wonder Su Fuying looked like she was avoiding him after administering the acupuncture. Looking up at the woman standing at the door with a sly smile, Ying gritted her teeth. Forget it, how could she dislike the Venerable One? That would be utterly disrespectful.

The moon was bright and the stars were few. A bright moon hung in the night sky, its light shining down like water and illuminating the entire courtyard. Su Fuying leisurely walked into the courtyard, looked up at the moon in the sky, and felt the tranquility and beauty of the night.

Suddenly, her gaze fell on Biluo, who was standing quietly not far away. Su Fuying smiled slightly, beckoned Biluo over, and then sat on a stone bench, leisurely enjoying the moonlight.

The master and servant chatted idly, creating a rare relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps broke the silence.

Su Fuying turned her head and saw Ying Yi running towards her anxiously. He was panting heavily as he called out, "Princess Chang Le! Princess Chang Le!"

Yingyi's shout made Su Fuying's heart tighten, and an ominous premonition welled up in her mind. She quickly stood up and went to greet Yingyi, asking, "What's wrong?"

Yingyi ran, panting heavily, his eyes filled with worry. He pointed behind him and said, "His Majesty, I don't know what's wrong, something seems wrong with his leg. Please go and take a look!" With that, he hurriedly returned to his room.

Su Fuying was startled and immediately followed Ying Yi into the house. As she walked, she nervously considered what might happen.

Could it be a health problem? Or are there other ingredients in this poison that she didn't notice? That shouldn't be the case.

A series of questions flashed through her mind, making her feel increasingly heavy-hearted.

When she entered the room, she saw Lu Yanxiu lying motionless in the wooden tub, his face pale.

Her heart sank, and she hurriedly went forward to check on his condition.