This princess is inappropriate

She swallowed her saliva, and said: "Yes... the emperor sent Imperial Doctor Wen... to... treat the prince..."

Hearing Wen Ruyu's name, the people in the room were silent for a while, and after a while, he changed into a low voice and said, "Let him in."

"Yes."

The door "squeaked" and was pushed open by the two maids, and they retreated outside the door in fear.

Wearing a blue official uniform, Wen Ruyu was as outstanding as before, gentle and jade-like, and his slender figure blocked the light from outside the door. He smelled the strong smell of blood in the air, and it was not surprising.

When he walked into the house, the maids shut the door in fear and fear, and left as if fleeing.

Bei Gong Teng Xiao's long hair was untied like a waterfall, which slightly covered his handsome face and covered his pale and bleeding face.

He sat on the precious chair, picked up the water glass and wanted to put it in his mouth, but the water in the glass spilled on his clothes with his trembling hands.

He angrily threw the water glass on the ground, and there was a "bang" sound of shattering.

Looking carefully at the ground, there are all kinds of messy porcelain fragments, stained with blood.

Following the force he had just exerted, his chest suddenly felt like a pain in the flesh.

He clutched his collar tightly, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing, as if they were about to explode.

Wen Ruyu raised the corners of her lips lightly, and said, "You can still sit up after being hit by Moon Moon San, this kind of situation is rare."

The past lords of Yousheng Sect have used Mochizuki powder to control their followers. Not everyone has the antidote. Those who have not contributed to Yousheng Sect can only endure these seven days. Therefore, when the poison occurs, Yousheng Sect There will always be mountains of corpses shipped out and thrown into mass graves.

Beigong Tengxiao gasped slightly, raised his eyes to look at Wen Ruyu, the bloodshot eyes were full of exhaustion, and said, "Have you seen enough?"

Wen Ruyu walked in front of him slowly, took out a medicine bottle from his cuff and put it on his table, said: "I dare not disobey the leader's will, the antidote is only for the leader alone, and this medicine can only relieve the pain a little." .”

Beigong Tengxiao looked at the medicine bottle, frowned slightly, and said, "I don't need alms."

Wen Ruyu poured another glass of water for him and put it on the table, then took out the pills from the medicine bottle and stretched them out in front of him, saying: "Don't rush to refuse, the emperor ordered his ministers to come and see you, so you can't help but do something?"

Beigong Tengxiao turned his face away, and said: "This little bit of suffering, this king can bear it."

"The leader doesn't like people who are too assertive. Since you have surrendered to the leader, obedience is the only thing you have to do."

Beigong Tengxiao bit his pale lips, raised his hand to sweep the pill, swallowed it in one gulp, endured the severe pain, picked up the cup on the table, and drank the water.

The trembling hand spilled water on his lips, and it slid down and dripped along the curve of his jaw. The gloomy atmosphere added a touch of treacherous beauty to him, his eyes were dark, and his voice was hoarse: "Has she suffered? "

Wen Ruyu slightly raised her long eyebrows: "Huh?"

Beigong Tengxiao clenched his teeth tightly, showing that he had bitten his white teeth. He clutched his collar tightly, stared at him with red eyes, and said word by word: "This king asks you, Chu Jiaoli, have you ever been subjected to this kind of pain?" pain!"

When he thought that Chu Jiaoli had also suffered from such poison, his heart ached a hundred times more than before.

Seeing his collapse, Wen Ruyu's eyes flashed a schadenfreude smile, if he hadn't been of great use to the Yousheng Cult, he wouldn't mind ridiculing him and letting him vomit blood to death.