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When he woke up the next day, he saw Chengying quietly curled up beside him, Yu Songling smiled comfortably, and curiously raised his hand to cover his lower abdomen, feeling nothing.

"He's awake." Cheng Ying opened his eyes and said with a smile.

"Really?" Yu Songling spread out his palms and pressed them tightly against his lower abdomen for a while, "I can't feel anything."

"Because I'm still young." Cheng Ying also put his hand on it, "Although I can't touch it, I can feel it."

A kiss was pecked on Chengying's lips, and he dodged backwards like an electric shock. Yu Songling's flustered look reminded him of the young figure under Chizhong that day, and he smiled evilly: "Let's go Let's make a snowman."

After a night of accumulation, the ground has been covered with a layer of silver, and after several younger servant boys finished their work, they piled up snowmen in the yard.Yu Songling and Cheng Ying wanted to join, but their expressions changed drastically when they saw the snow on the ground.

The snow is covered with a thin layer of light yellow powder, which is not easy to detect if it is not exposed to the sun.

"Stop! Don't touch the snow!" Yu Songling shouted.The servant boys didn't know what was going on, they stood there too scared to move.

At this time, a guard ran over: "Master, something happened to the prisoner who was placed under house arrest yesterday."

When Cheng Ying heard this, she ran over in a hurry, and Yu Songling followed behind. When she came to the room, she saw Shijiu curled up on the bed, twitching violently, with a painful expression on her face.

"Nineteen!" Chengying hurried over to hug him, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ten, fifteen...I...so uncomfortable...fifteen..." Nineteen stabbed his sweat-drenched body into Chengying's arms, and shredded shenyin from his mouth.

"What's going on? Didn't you feel fine yesterday?" Cheng Ying held his wrist, but couldn't detect any abnormal pulse.

"Yesterday was all right." The guard guard hurriedly explained, "We also treated this young master well according to the master's instructions. We came to deliver food to him early this morning, and it was like this when we opened the door."

"Fifteen... on my body... well, it seems like there are bugs biting me... well, it hurts... so uncomfortable..." Nineteen's voice trembled violently, and he tightened his grip on Chengying's hand.

Chengying looked at Shijiu in his arms distressedly, and wanted to find a doctor to treat him, but seeing Yu Songling standing at the door, it was not easy to order rashly, and when he was in trouble, he only heard Yu Songling say a few words: "Ask Geng Zhi to come over and take a look."

Geng Zhi rushed over, and after taking the pulse, he whispered a few words in Yu Songling's ear with a serious expression, and Yu Songling's face was covered with a layer of frost: "Princess Linglong's courage is really getting bigger and bigger! "

"What's wrong with him?" Seeing their serious faces, Chengying's heart hangs.

"Mysterious Heart Powder." Geng Zhi said, "It is a medicine that has been circulated in the palace for a long time to control the subordinates. It occurs at regular intervals every month. It is as painful as ten thousand ants eating one's heart. You need to take the antidote on time to suppress it. However, This medicine was banned when the first emperor took the throne."

"Hmph! Princess Linglong is becoming more presumptuous because her father favors her." Yu Songling snorted coldly, and said to Geng Zhi, "Let him calm down first."

Geng Zhi took out a porcelain bottle, poured some powder from it on the cotton cloth, and covered the mouth and nose of Nineteen with the cotton cloth. After a while, Nineteen gradually stopped struggling, and his eyes gradually became loose: "Fifteen...Ten...Five... "Finally passed out in Chengying's arms.

"Feng Zhi, go out with me to have a look." Yu Songling glanced at Cheng Ying's hand that Nineteen had been holding on to even when he was unconscious, and left the room with a cold snort.

"Grandpa, this yellow powder is Ruanjin powder that makes people feel exhausted." After checking, Geng Zhi said, "It must have been released from the mountain when the wind rose last night, but I didn't want the snow to fall, so the powder was knocked down. "

"Since you have already started to act, don't blame me..." Yu Songling said sadly.

"Doctor Geng, how can Nineteen's poison be completely cured?" After Geng Zhi returned to the room, Cheng Ying also followed.

"My lord doesn't know that when the first emperor ascended the throne, he designated Mixin Powder as a forbidden drug, collected all the drugs and antidote and burned them together, and strictly prohibited its manufacture. Now the method of making this drug and the method of its solution have been lost."

"That is to say, Nineteen can only survive by relying on the princess' antidote?" Cheng Ying's eyes gradually dimmed.

"Not necessarily. The solution to Mixin San may be recorded in the book of Zangshuge, but..." Geng Zhi glanced at Cheng Ying and did not continue.

"Those who can read all the books in Zangshu Pavilion..." Cheng Ying quickly understood what he meant, "You mean the master?"

"But he belongs to the princess after all..."

"I'll go and talk to you." Chengying hesitated for a moment, then got up and walked towards Yu Songling's room.

Cheng Ying was walking when he suddenly saw a black figure break through the door of Yu Songling's room.Chengying was startled, he didn't care to chase the man in black, and hurried into Yu Songling's room, he was stunned by the scene in the room, Yu Songling leaned on the bookcase and fell down, his face was ashen, the corners of his mouth and chest The clothes were stained with blood.

"Father!"

Chengying ran over to help Yu Songling who had fallen into a coma, and hugged her tightly in her arms, but felt in horror that his body was gradually getting colder, and input internal energy into his body, but found that he couldn't lose even half of it. The whole body was paralyzed there like a puppet with broken strings, lifeless.

"What's going on?!" The guards who heard his shout rushed over one after another. Seeing this scene, they hurried to invite Geng Zhi, and another group of people went after the black assassin.

"My lord's true energy is slackened, obviously he was seriously injured by someone's internal force." Geng Zhi frowned tightly, cold sweat streaming down his forehead, "I'll prescribe some medicine for him first."

"When will you wake up?" Cheng Ying stared blankly at Yu Songling, and asked expressionlessly.

"This..." Geng Zhi was at a loss for words for a moment.

"You all go down." Chengying remained expressionless, and his deep eyes became abnormally hollow, "Send more soldiers and guard them strictly. Here, I will take care of it."

Everyone retreated one after another, and Chengying sat on the edge of the bed with one hand pressing his lower abdomen. Just when he moved his true energy, there was a dull pain in his stomach, which became more obvious now.

"You are also in a hurry." Cheng Ying said quietly, "Father was seriously injured."

With trembling fingers, he caressed Yu Songling's cheek, which was something he dared to do only in his dreams, "It's all my fault, I'm your shadow guard, I should protect you every step of the way, how can I let you You are seriously injured and comatose, but you are sitting here unscathed. I am dereliction of duty, you should punish me. How should the military law deal with leaving the post without authorization?" Chengying turned his head and thought for a while, "It should be punished Hundred. Yes, you get up quickly, get up and give orders, as you said, you need to distinguish rewards and punishments to establish military prestige." Cheng Ying shook Yu Songling's arm for a long time, but he still didn't respond, and let him be at his mercy.

The pain in the abdomen spread to the chest, and the tearing pain forced Chengying to bend down, struggling to get close to Yu Songling's face, the face like carved white jade came into view, Chengying Staring at him obsessively, for a long time, he pressed his lips lightly on the center of his brow, and tears fell silently.

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