After pampering her sick and weak husband, the idiot's legitimate daughter cheated on her

That day Yun Wuhuang decided to go to Guixiangju.

Don't get me wrong, she doesn't have the spare time or mood now. She was the one who bought Guixiangju. Now Guixiangju has become an ordinary teahouse on the surface, but it is actually a base for her to gather information.

But not long after Yun Wuyang got on the carriage, he heard the coachman's stern voice: "Who? Do you want your life?!"

Yun Wuyang was calm and collected, and after a while he stuck his head out: "What's wrong?"

The man who stopped the carriage was very unfamiliar, but he knelt in front of the carriage and shouted:
"Miss Yun, please go and see His Highness Ninth Prince! His Highness..."

"He vomited blood!"

The sudden change caused the entire Ninth Prince's mansion to fall into a state of chaos. Everyone who was rushing to and fro on the corridor looked nervous, and the entire mansion seemed to be shrouded in gloom.

Until Yun Wushuang's arrival.

Yun Wuyang was dressed simply today, only a white headband and a cyan skirt, with a white fluffy cloak on top.

She did not go directly to Liu Xiaoxian's bedroom, but stayed in front of the door:
"what happened."

"Back to the Ninth Princess, Your Highness himself has an old illness that has not been cured. We thought it was His Highness's old illness, but we didn't expect that it has been delayed day after day, but it still hasn't healed!"

Yun Wuyang said calmly: "Have your Highness carefully checked your food and the tableware you used?"

The maid nodded quickly: "I checked it! There is no problem!"

Yun Wuhuang: "..."

The surrounding maids and guards were all frightened by Yun Wuhuang's expression, as if they were nervous as if they were on the battlefield and being commanded by Yun Wuhuang.

But they really couldn't say anything. Today, when Liu Xiaoxian vomited blood, the entire mansion was almost turned upside down. After checking everything, there was nothing unusual.

"What did the doctor say?"

"The imperial physician is still in His Highness's room."

"Nine Emperor Concubine, please calm down first..."

Who knew who had the courage to say this? Yun Wuyang was stunned and patted the stiff muscles on his face.

angry? Are you angry?
She didn't know why she was angry.

Are you angry that Liu Xiaoxian is pretending to be ill or is he really ill? Are you angry that someone poisoned you or is Liu Xiaoxian still suffering from an old illness? Are you angry that he could have told her earlier and had to delay it until he was so serious that he vomited blood before he came to her to betray her? .

Yun Wuyan's eyes deepened. She untied the ribbon of her cloak with bare hands, took it off, handed it to the maids, and pushed the door into Liu Xiaoxian's room.

Sure enough, Liu Xiaoxian was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face as pale as a piece of paper, his brows slightly furrowed and cold sweat pouring from his forehead, as if he was trapped in a nightmare.

When the imperial doctor saw Yun Wuhuang coming in, he was so frightened that he quickly knelt down facing Yun Wuhuang: "Nine Emperor Concubine."

Yun Wuyang shook his head: "No need, just tell me the situation."

The imperial doctor hesitated for a moment and then said: "Reporting to the Nine Emperor Concubines, Your Highness appears to be poisoned."

Yun Wuyang's heart sank.

She said calmly: "What kind of poison? Is it serious? How to solve it?"

At this time, the imperial doctor began to hesitate: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. My medical skills are not good and I didn't know what kind of toxin this was. Please allow me to go back to the imperial hospital and discuss it with my colleagues."

Yun Wuyang said: "No need."

The imperial doctor was puzzled: "Huh? But..."

Yun Wuyang said: "Excuse me, Doctor, and ask my servants to invite all my colleagues from the Imperial Hospital. There is no need to go back to the Imperial Hospital and waste time."

"Please also make a prescription to suppress the spread of the poison while waiting, and leave it to your servants to catch it without delay."

As if he didn't expect Yun Wuyang to be so calm and intelligent, the imperial doctor was stunned for a moment and then immediately responded with a low eyebrow: "Yes."

After the doctor left, there were only two people left in the room. Yun Wuyang almost indifferently found a seat and sat beside the bed, looking at Liu Xiaoxian's painful expression.

The man who was honored as His Highness the Ninth Prince was pale and thin, and looked lifeless, except for a pair of eyes that he had seen looking at her a few days ago, which seemed to be burning with light.

Was it already poisoned by someone at that time?
Yun Wuyang thought of a long time ago. It didn't seem that long ago, but it did feel like a lifetime ago.

At that time, Liu Xiaoxian was dressed in white, a humble gentleman, cool and gentle, unparalleled in the world. He was both amazing and gentle to the time. Although his heart was filled with thorns, he gave people a clear indication of seeing the Buddha in bloom.

"Now, did you get what you wanted?"

Yun Wuyang knew that he couldn't hear, but he still asked.

Unexpectedly, the person lying on the bed seemed to have heard her words, broke away from the nightmare, and slowly opened a pair of eyes.

His face was as pale as paper, his hair was wet and stuck to his forehead, his expression was misty, and his pupils looked increasingly black and clean.

His voice was very hoarse, and he was stunned for a moment when he saw Yun Wuyan: "Why... why are you here?"

Yun Wuyang found it funny: "Didn't you ask your men to find me?"

"I do not……"

Halfway through, he coughed violently, and just as the imperial doctor came in with the medicine, Yun Wuyang took the medicine bowl...

Then handed it to him: "Get up and drink."

Imperial Physician: "..."

slip away.

Liu Xiaoxian didn't refute. He sat up and leaned on the bed. He actually had the strength to drink the medicine in small sips.

Yun Wuyang saw that he was really pitiful, so after he drank the medicine, he picked up the bowl and tried to help him put it on the table.

Unexpectedly, Liu Xiaoxian actually reached out to grab her wrist, but because it was dark, he couldn't see clearly and couldn't grab her.

Liu Xiaoxian didn't catch anyone, and his sense of security disappeared in an instant. He said hastily and pitifully: "...don't go, don't go!"

Every word triggered an asthmatic cough.

Yun Wuyang waited until he felt better before calmly saying, "I'm not leaving."

She put the bowl on the table and sat back down, but she was not affectionate at all and instead sat with the aura of a giant Buddha on a lotus throne.

Liu Xiaoxian was quiet for a while, and then he whispered: "I'm sorry...it's such a cold day, but I have to trouble you to make a trip."

But when he sees her, he feels better.

"No need," Yun Wuhuan said calmly: "Some people have no conscience, but I do. When you get better and no longer need my care, we will end our friendship."

Liu Xiaoxian stopped talking. His long hair hung down on the quilt. Although his handsome face was sickly pale, he still exuded a noble and elegant temperament, which matched his tall and slim figure.

Yun Wuyang glanced at him and then turned away.

I have lost weight, much thinner than before.

It seemed that the life in the imperial family that he insisted on returning to was not that good.

"I have always heard people say that all the misfortunes of some women are just to set off her luck in meeting a good husband. They said that meeting you was just to spend all my luck. I just think it is ridiculous. Why does the end of a woman's life be to... Just met a man."

"Now I feel that I spent all my luck meeting you," Liu Xiaoxian twitched the corner of his mouth and revealed a wry smile:
"And you, you think meeting me is the greatest misfortune."

Yun Wuyan turned her head, and she looked at Liu Xiaoxian: "Liu Xiaoxian, since you said this, I have to ask, which step of your life was not decided by you?"

"It was you who decided to use me, it was you who decided to push me away, it was you who chose your own ambition and ideal of competing in the world. Have I, Yun Wuyang, ever been sorry to you?"

Liu Xiaoxian, after I fall asleep, will you silently look at me in trance? Will you cry? When your feelings are about to overflow, will you stop yourself from losing your temper and tell yourself that interests are the most important thing?
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