Chapter 460
Wen Qian was dumbfounded, she guessed it was this question, it was not that she hadn't thought about this question when she asked for help, but now she came to ask, she was not prepared at all.

"can not say?"

Su Jinxing saw the reluctance in Wen Qian's eyes, and knew that he was too anxious to ask.

But when he was sick, the girl he saw in his dream was the person in front of him. He didn't know if it was the past life, the next life, or this life.

Wen Qian in the dream overlapped with the figure of the person in front of him now, which was really hard for him to believe.

Wen Qian pursed her lips, swallowed, and spoke slowly, thinking about what to say next, or how she should explain when Su Jinxing questioned her explanation.

"My lord, have you ever heard of the white-haired old man Wen Qian mentioned on the mountain? You know him, Master Jingchan, right?

He helped me to solve my illness. It cannot be said to be a cure, but an enlightenment... Anyway, it was a bit mysterious. During the enlightenment, I seemed to have entered a dream. In that dream, I married you, the prince.

It was a very good time, that is, in that dream, the prince taught me how the whistle bird called for help.

In the crisis of the situation at that time, I just died as a living horse doctor, but I didn't expect it to be really successful.

I can hardly believe it myself when I say this, but this is really what happened when I met Master Jing Chan and he enlightened me.

In addition to these, he also said, "The previous life was destined to be a marriage, and a good-looking man will be able to meet his new year. He should be devoted to rewarding the world and discipline the husband and wife to reunite." 'This sentence is about marriage, but the face of the prince appeared in my dream, it may be a mistake, I hope the prince will not take it to heart.

If you don't believe it, you can go up the mountain and ask Master Jingchan to see if he said this to me, and if he took me to see the statue of Buddha under the Bodhi tree. "

Some are true and some are false, and half of them are true and false. Wen Qian doesn't know how much Su Jinxing can be trusted.

But when she mentioned that she was married to Prince Chen, Su Jinxing's eyes clearly had different emotions, as if she was shocked, but also seemed to say: Did you also dream about it?

When Wen Qian spoke, she placed her position very low, as if she was on the passive side, and it was really because the situation was critical at the time, whether it was useful or not, try first before talking.

Su Jinxing was silent for a while, and did not comment on Wen Qian's words.

However, it is a bit mysterious, and it usually takes only a few days for Master Jingchan to leave the customs. Now because of an accident, Emperor Nankang has already ordered to block the road up the mountain to prevent others from being killed again.

Even if he waited until he could go up the mountain, Master Jing Chan might have gone back to retreat long ago.

"Princess! My lord! Someone threw something in."

When Shuangyun ran in, she looked panic-stricken, probably because she was hit by the bag she was holding, and thought it was another assassin or something, so she was frightened.

Wen Qian immediately withdrew her weak expression, and Su Jinxing did the same, and that thoughtful expression was also fleeting.

The two of them looked at the inexplicably thrown baggage together, not knowing what was inside, after all, they had just been assassinated.

Wen Qian also figured out that the target of those assassins was her, even if she was in the palace now, it's better to be careful.

But Su Jinxing said casually, "Open it."

Seeing his reassuring face, Wen Qian nodded to Shuangyun, "Open."

Shuangyun put the burden on the table, and untied the knots on the burden bit by bit, the slow speed was a bit torturous.

After untying all the knots and loosening the bag, I found that it contained some supplements, some wound medicines and so on. Although there were a lot of miscellaneous things, they contained everything.

What's even more outrageous is that he threw all the tokens of the Empress Dowager inside, probably by accident, or on purpose.

There are no absolutely innocent people in the palace, even if there are, they have long since worn away their innocence and become able to hide themselves.

"The empress's palace gate token? Who would use this?" The second princess can come in and out at will, so it shouldn't be the second princess's.

Wen Qian said lightly: "Second prince, Liu Qi."

He is the prince who has just been brought up by the empress. First, he has no biological mother, and second, he is not favored. It is necessary to find a backer in the palace.

Emperor Nankang is also old now, but the news of Emperor Nankang's killing did not come until she was dying in her previous life. How could this villain live so long?
There are only two princes in the harem who can be crown princes, and there are still a few who are still in their infancy. It is not certain whether they will survive smoothly. The entire harem is only the eldest prince and the second prince.

The first prince was born to Concubine Jing, and Concubine Jing was in the company of Concubine Cao, and now the second prince is at the Empress' knees, no matter who will succeed to the throne, neither of them will let the other go.

The second prince was not a man in the pool, and his scheming and methods were not inferior to that of the first prince. Otherwise, when the first prince led Chibane to attack Nankang, he could still win the throne from Emperor Nankang and execute Emperor Nankang himself.

Even though the army was finally defeated, Wen Qian still did not underestimate the second prince.

"Second prince's things? Are these things sent by him? But we don't know the second prince at all."

Shuangyun was very strange, they had never even met the second prince, how could the second prince help them for no reason?
The word "for no reason" appeared ingeniously. Yes, this is the cleverness of the second prince's methods. Even though Wen Qian is down and out now, he still wants to win him over.

One more friend means one less enemy, and he used this trick to the extreme.

However, Wen Qian only hoped that Su Jinxing would be safe and sound in this life. If he was fine, she would no longer care about these affairs of the court, nor would she plan any revenge.

In the end, it's all about Su Jinxing's safety.

Wen Qian took a deep breath and looked at Su Jinxing, his eyes were not as innocent as usual.

"Cough, these medicines are all available, you take good care of your wounds, I know about the whistle bird, I won't ask again in the future, sorry for disturbing you late at night."

Su Jinxing coughed lightly, Wen Qian noticed that his clothes were thin, maybe it was convenient for him to jump off just now, so he didn't put on a cloak.

But going out like this, the sky is dark and the humidity is heavy, the lord's cold syndrome may become serious again.

"My lord, please stay."

Wen Qian got up and walked into the back room, and gave Su Jinxing a few prescription lists that she had written, and said in full, "Just as the prince guessed that day, I was plotting against the prince."

"I have already found out the cause of the prince's illness early on, and the prince can also see that I am pretending to be crazy, so I will not expose me in person, thank you, the prince.

The lord probably knows about my medical skills, and the medicine lists I brought over are all written for the lord's current condition.

The prince may not believe me, but I hope that the prince can cherish his body, after all, I value the health of the prince very much.

The list of prescriptions can be given to the doctor in the family to have a look, and if he thinks it can be used, he can use it, and if he can't use it...that's his medical skills. "

Wen Qian's words are so open and straightforward, Su Jinxing will not refuse to accept it.

What is her medical skill? In her previous life, she probably emptied all the medical books in the entire Nankang country. She has thoroughly studied them, so she can write these few medicines that are milder, but they will not reduce the efficacy of the medicine. List comes.

The reason why the prince often has chills is because the medicine prescribed by those doctors is too violent, which makes the prince's body unable to bear it, so his body feels weak and he often fears the cold.

Her prescription is mild and easy to use. I believe that the prince is wise and wise, and adults will never forget the faults of villains.

"Thinking of evil? Do you value the king's body? Three princesses, you are so courageous."

Su Jinxing's words were light and light, giving people an ambiguous illusion, as if he was saying that Wen Qian was bold, but there was still a touch of pampering in his words.

His long flowing hair seemed to understand the meaning of the master, and it fell to his chest, and there were a few strands of hair sticking to Su Jinxing's rolling Adam's apple.

The double pupils cut water, and the phoenix eyes contained warmth, shining like torches, with an indescribable and inexhaustible affection.

Wen Qian licked her thirsty lips, was Su Jinxing tempting her?He is definitely tempting her, help!

"No, it's... no! I mean..."

"It's okay, thank you, the third princess, for your kindness, Su will accept it."

Okay, Wen Qian can't speak clearly now. Last second, she was worried that Su Jinxing doubted her and would not accept her kindness, but it turned out that she would not.

Is his tolerance for her innate?

She was really stupid in the previous life, he could bring her back to the palace for treatment, no matter how much trouble he caused, he would spoil her to the heavens.

It was the same in this life, she had already shown such scheming in front of him, but Su Jinxing still acted as if nothing happened, and chose to indulge.

After all, this is the blessing she has cultivated in several lifetimes, and has won the pity of Su Jinxing's two lifetimes.

After Su Jinxing left, Wen Qian's fanatical heart fell silent.

She knew that Su Jinxing didn't actually believe the explanation to the whistle bird just now.

Let's not say that she was not stupid at first, but she got the enlightenment from Master Jing Chan, so she is back to normal now. She explained it to the Queen and the others, and Su Jinxing was beside her.

In the explanation just now, Master Jing Chan's hint was used again, and these two points contradict each other.

It is enough to prove that she is lying.

Just when Su Jinxing said that she would not ask any more questions, she said it again herself, "The prince did not expose it to his face."

But when she said words such as "marriage" and "dream", Su Jinxing's expression was a little strange, as if he believed this?

He believed that they would marry, even believed in what she saw in the dream.

This is why Wen Qian didn't think of it for the time being, but Su Jinxing probably won't be reborn like her.

The second is that she knows what Su Jinxing really believes in a person, definitely not what he just said, "I won't ask again in the future."

He won't ask again because he knows she is lying and she is unwilling to tell Su Jinxing the truth, so Su Jinxing doesn't want to know the truth anymore.

Wen Qian knew that this would only deepen the conflict between the two, but she had no choice but to tell Su Jinxing that she was born again, knowing that Su Jinxing would die because of Emperor Nankang's scheme.

He was heartfelt to Emperor Nankang, and even though he had doubts about Emperor Nankang, he still insisted: "The emperor wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die." Such words are in his heart.

But she knew that Emperor Nankang had long wanted to kill Su Jinxing.

As long as she knows.

She could only wait for an opportunity in the future and explain this to Su Jinxing, otherwise he might not agree to let her heal the wound on his chest.

The wound had to be taken out by opening the chest, and if one was not careful, his life would be in danger. Even Wen Qian was not fully sure now.

Su Jinxing didn't trust her, and she had no chance to help him.

-

Akabane country.

In the dark secret room, there was a wooden chair in the middle, a sandalwood table, one person was sitting sideways, and several men in black were kneeling, not daring to breathe.

The four walls of the secret room are made of stone blocks, airtight and light-tight. Who can see a ray of light in this square inch of darkness through the thick walls?

There was a bright lamp on the sandalwood table, and the bean-sized flame jumped from time to time, making eyes hurt from the sway.

The faint light could not illuminate the entire secret room, and it was hard to see what kind of instruments of torture were placed around the secret room, but from the perspective of the owner of the secret room, there were definitely some sinister things here.

The humidity in the secret room is heavy, and the air pressure is uncomfortable.

The perennial smell of blood floated in the air, as well as the kind of mournful cries from far away places, from the surrounding corners, bit by bit stripping away the limits that people could bear.

The creepy voice makes people dare not speak more, let alone move more, for fear that if they are careless, they will make the master angry, and they will end up in a terrible end.

I dare not smell the smell of blood floating in the air, because we all know that these are poisonous solids, and if inhaled for a long time, people will suffocate to death.

Staying in this place for a day may lead to insanity. Who can imagine that someone has survived half a year in this dark and secret room?
After the owner of the secret room leaves, the only light in the room will be removed, leaving only endless darkness and coldness.

And those ghost hands that may stretch out in the dark and drag you into the endless hell.

"Ran?"

The master's voice was a little ear-piercing, like the sound of a chainsaw that suddenly appeared after falling asleep in the middle of the night, or the howling of wolves suddenly heard in the deep mountains.

It makes people nervous instantly, their hairs stand on end, and their hairs stand on end.

A group of men in black knelt on the ground, shivering, sweat dripping down their backs, and their spines were chilled. One leader responded to the master's words: "This subordinate is incompetent, please forgive me, my lord."

"'Blood Butterfly' is dead?"

The master ignored the man's response, and continued to speak word by word.

(End of this chapter)

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