My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

Imperial Capital, Medical Center.

Bai Shu had been a doctor for so many years and had treated so many people, but this was the first time he was forced to change his profession to become a veterinarian. To be more precise, he is still a demon.

It was Yan Conling who wanted to seek medical treatment. She couldn't refuse even if she wanted to.

Having no experience in this field, Bai Shu hesitated for a moment and decided to follow the doctor's method. As a result, when I took a look at it, I immediately frowned.

"What's going on? Are you hurt so badly?"

Yan Conling said frankly, "I stabbed him." Moreover, it seemed that he was stabbed to death.

Baizhu, who had always been emotionally stable, couldn't help but twitch his eyelids, "You want to stab me again, but you want me to save you again..." She really thought it was as easy for her to save people as Nuwa pinched them, and she could live as long as she said she could.

"But it's nothing serious. He has a vitality in his body and is slowly getting better."

Yan Conngling nodded.

That should be dead and alive again.

A new life.

"What about you?" Bai Shu turned his face to her and asked, "Are you injured?"

Knowing that he couldn't hide it from her, Yan Conling answered honestly, "My mind is damaged. You can't help. I can just go back and take care of myself for a while."

"Besides, this..." She paused and looked at the sleepy little fox.

The wound on the abdomen has been bandaged, but there are still dried blood stains on the snow-white fur. If it weren't for the slight ups and downs of breathing, there would be no signs of life at all.

"He will leave you here to recuperate first."

Bai Shu was stunned, "Aren't you going to take him back?"

The draught blew the gauze curtains, and the other party was silent for a moment, then turned his gaze and said, "No."

"When he wakes up, please tell him and let him go back to Lingcheng by himself. In a month, I will see him on time as agreed."

She needed to slow down.

Back in the courtyard, the osmanthus trees that have experienced a severe winter are blooming with new green, and the color is like washing.

Yan Conling sat down by the window, lowered his head and slowly wiped the long sword.

Her natal sword was specially forged by her uncle from cold iron marrow jade. Considering that the girl's slender figure is not suitable for taking the path of breaking with strength like Senior Sister Chihua, the sword body is light and sharp, and the blowing force breaking is very sharp.

The extra materials were used to make another sword, which was originally a two-handed sword with one long and one short.

It's a pity that the short one broke off in the jade statue temple.

The sword, which was usually clean of blood, had been wiped several times today, but it seemed that there was still a faint smell of blood...

Holding the handkerchief, Yan Conling finally stopped. A few rays of sunlight seeped in through the cracks in the window, flowing on the long sword, illuminating half of the beautiful face.

She raised her eyes and looked at herself in the sword.

But he could clearly see the look in his eyes——

It's pity and guilt.

This is not a good sign.

Since entering Yunshan Gate, countless evil spirits have died under her sword, so many that it is impossible to even remember their appearance clearly.

It's not like I've never felt this way before. But for this fox demon, the pillow demon... it lasted a little too long.

Suddenly a familiar figure fell outside the window, it was Ren Yi beside the Seventh Prince.

"Miss Yan, please come over to the prince."

Yan Conngling nodded and put away the long sword.

Calculating the time, Ning Fengli's poison was about to attack again. It is precisely because of this layer of bond that she always leaves the capital in a hurry, and it is a blitzkrieg that makes her return as quickly as possible.

The Seventh Prince's Mansion was as peaceful as ever. Ning Fengli's injuries have healed, and his face is paler than usual, like a piece of broken jade. The jade crown is tied into a messy bun. The young man holds a purple and gold chiseled hand stove in his arms, and the whole person is gathered under the thick fur coat.

"Your Majesty."

Yan Conling didn't dare to delay for a moment and simply cut her wrists to bleed.

The sweetness and bitterness intertwined with the warm smoke, and she handed over the cooked medicine.

"Your injuries..."

"Ahem, it's okay." Following the girl's arm, Ning Fengli sat up straight and said, "The doctor has taken a look at it and found no vital damage, and it's almost healed."

He had been ill for many years, and he was constantly receiving decoctions and medicines, so the doctor in his house was a trusted confidant.

Yan Conling was still worried, "Otherwise, I'd better ask Dr. Bai Shu to come over, right?"

Until now, she didn't believe that the flying tiger beast would hurt people for no reason.

Empress Wu attacked Ning Muting out of revenge.

But Ning Fengli was nothing more than a sickly little boy, no threat at all, and even came from the same Wu family as her current body.

It takes a lot of effort to control a large spiritual beast like the Flying Tiger Beast. I really don’t understand why she would take such a risk and be so eager to get rid of the Seven Kings...

Ning Fengli rejected this proposal with a wave of his hand.

"A person who is blind does not necessarily have a blind mind. If she really comes here, she will know everything... Now that I am being remembered, it is better not to implicate one more person."

Yan Conling pursed her lips and said, "Then please let your subordinates take a look at the wound."

He was afraid that the evil energy from the flying tiger beast would seep into the wound. Therefore, regardless of whether Queen Wu did it or not, it is safer to confirm it.

This time, Ning Fengli did not refuse.

As if sighing slightly, he slowly unbuttoned his clothes and took out his belt. The young man has outstanding appearance and elegant manners. Even a small matter such as changing clothes is pleasing to the eye, and he has nobility in his movements.

The lights are dim.

The outer coat, middle coat, and inner coat were untied one by one. The last collar was opened to both sides, revealing not a strong chest, but a circle of thick white cloth...

Yan Conling did not show any surprise, and only focused her gaze on her lower abdomen under the white cloth... At this moment, there was a scar like a centipede running across it.

Due to his frail health since childhood, Ning Fengli's healing ability was always worse than that of ordinary people. After so many days, although the wound has scabbed over, it is still a terrifying dark red.

"Your Majesty..."

There was no visit that day. Yan Conngling did not expect that the injury was more serious than imagined.

The flying tiger beast relatives tamed by the second senior brother have been trained to interact with people and become familiar with their scents since they were young. The purpose is to prevent accidental damage and recover it as quickly as possible.

But now Ning Fengli’s abdominal injury...

The original idea that the problem was with the flying tiger beast suddenly changed direction. Yan Conling asked softly, "My lord, did you see anyone that day?"

Ning Fengli is smart and can understand everything with just one click.

"The king went into the palace to meet with his father, and there were only a few people there. You should know all of them."

Yan Conngling nodded.

She knew this for sure and had found out clearly on the day of the accident. And because of Empress Wu's intentional guidance, almost all arrows pointed to Concubine Yao. If Ning Fengli was infected with evil spirits that day, he was attacked by a flying tiger beast.

Then it all makes sense.

But she just suddenly thought of another person - the prince.

If the evil aura in Ning Fengli's body did not come from Concubine Yao, it would probably be from this prince.

She remembered.

That day at the Red Sleeve Tower, that trace of evil that rose from the snow and ended up nowhere to be found...