Uncle, don't overdo it

While examining Ximen Jingxuan, Chu Yitian was thinking, there should be a tug-of-war between him and Ximen Jingxuan, he couldn't give Ximen Jingxuan a diagnosis and treatment without knowing Xia Yubing's situation, but he couldn't be fooled Ximen Jingxuan brought more trouble to Xia Yubing.

Chu Yitian finally made up his mind that he must help Ximen Jingxuan relieve the symptoms right now. As for the antidote for infatuation poison, he will also carefully prepare it. As for whether he will hand it over to Ximen Jingxuan at that time, it depends on the situation.

"What can I say?" Seeing that Chu Yitian let go of his hand and stopped the examination, Ximen Jingxuan asked calmly.

It seems that he is not the one who is in a hurry to detoxify.

"I have already understood the situation of the prince, and after that, I need to take the blood sample of the prince for detoxification." Chu Tian said.

"Isn't the infatuation poison not poisonous?" Ximen Jingxuan did not forget that neither Liu Fusheng nor Leng Muran found any signs of poisoning on him.

"My lord's condition at this time is indeed like a disease rather than a poison, but it has been confirmed that he has been poisoned by infatuation. I will consider it from the perspective of poison. As for the blood sample, although it does not seem to be poisoned, there are poisonous substances attached to the body after all. , it must be different from the normal one, but it cannot be verified by ordinary methods, so I will try to use other methods to verify it." Chu Tiantian said.

"It's just that the prince needs to recuperate his body as soon as possible. I will prescribe a prescription for the prince to calm down and suppress the inconvenient thoughts in the prince's mind first. The madness will be relieved, and the body will improve."

Suppressing, that is, downplaying the thoughts of Lin Xiner, on the contrary, it also raised Wu Mei's status in his consciousness. Speaking of it, he still had to do it before detoxification.

"The prince is suppressing himself too much at this time. In fact, the poison of infatuation only affects the prince's feelings for the person he likes. It has no effect on other aspects of the prince. It is the prince himself who is resistant to poison, so he has the persistent resistance, which in turn affects the prince. The mind is harmful to the prince's body, and this prescription I prescribed will allow the prince to indulge his mind, and this is the only way to relieve the prince's symptoms at present." Chu Yitian said while spreading out a piece of paper on the desk and began to write.

Soon, a prescription was handed over to Ximen Jingxuan.

"This king will be ready. If something happens to this king, the people teaching the martial arts field will dig three feet and search all over the capital, including every corner of the palace, and they will also dig out Xia Yubing." Ximen Jingxuan said.

At this time, the news that someone risked his life to sneak into the palace had not yet reached Prince Xuan's residence, Ximen Jingxuan had already made preparations for this.

When Chu Yitian heard the news from the palace, he realized what kind of desperate method Xia Yubing used, and how Ximen Jingxuan was able to predict things like a god.

A bowl of jet-black decoction was placed in front of Ximen Jingxuan.

"My lord, are you sure you want to drink it?" Yang Chen asked worriedly. Although he had asked the doctor that these medicines were not poisonous and they all had the effect of calming the nerves and refreshing the mind, the doctor had never seen such a prescription before, so he didn't know that these medicines were mixed with it. Will there be any bad effects together?

"You cooperate with the prince to preside over the affairs in the palace. If the ministers ask, they will say that the situation in the city is not stable, the king needs to stay behind, and the emperor's funeral must wait until the situation is stable." Ximen Jingxuan said.

The emperor's assassination is a major national event, but at this juncture, maintaining the stability of the imperial city is the top priority.The ministers will naturally understand this truth.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yang Chen to say more, Ximen Jingxuan picked up the medicine bowl and drank the black soup in one gulp.

He wasn't sure that he could get the antidote from Chu Yitian, but he believed in Chu Yitian's help to relieve his symptoms at this time.

Chu Yitian was not a fool, he would not know that in order to protect Xia Yubing, he needed to put on a show.

"Let Oubei watch over the affairs outside the palace, and I will take a rest first." Ximen Jingxuan handed the medicine bowl to Yang Chen.

Yang Chen caught the empty medicine bowl and was stunned, not knowing what to say.

He had personally seen King Xuan had a strange condition, although he didn't know what happened, but he knew that King Xuan was really unwell.

"My lord, just take a break, and your subordinates will take care of the matter." Yang Chen paused for a long time and said.

If it wasn't for King Xuan's body that couldn't bear it anymore, he wouldn't propose to take a break at this critical moment. As a subordinate, he must reassure his master.

Yang Chen retreated with the medicine bowl, while Ximen Jingxuan leaned back on the recliner in the study and fell asleep.

Chu Yitian said that the effect of this bowl of medicine would make him relax, and after taking the bitter medicine, he really felt a sense of coolness rushing to the top of his head.

In his hand was a piece of paper that he had taken out from the desk drawer. The handwriting was very small and densely written on it. It was exactly what he copied in advance from the ruined blood book.

He also knew that by destroying this thing, don't see it, don't have to think about it, and forget the past, he will be much better, and the medicine that Chu Yitian prescribed to suppress the inconvenient thoughts in his mind was exactly for this purpose.

He shouldn't forget the facts, but he infused Lin Xiner with true qi to heal his wounds, and gave Xia Yubing those three palms at the Meng family. His physical strength was already weakened by the disease, even if a top-notch assassin appeared in front of him, He was powerless to stop it, and the headaches were indescribable torture.

Ximen Jinglie died suddenly, and the envoys from various countries are still watching in the capital. There must be someone in the court who is in charge of the overall situation. At this time, he must not fall...

Let him use Chu Yitian's medicine to ease it up. With this thing in his hand, when he wakes up, he will still be the King Xuan who can tell right from wrong.

Ximen Jingxuan got up and put the paper back to the interlayer of the desk drawer. Not only was it a secret, but he could also turn it out when dealing with things, so that he would not suddenly forget it when he woke up.

A strange heat surged in Ximen Jingxuan's body instead of the previous coolness.

An inexplicable sense of irritability suddenly struck.

It seems that there is an impulse, but Ximen Jingxuan doesn't know what he wants to do.

Unable to stay quiet in the study, Ximen Jingxuan walked out of the room.

The days in winter are very short, and before you know it, it gets dark again.

Ximen Jingxuan walked towards the backyard of the palace, stepping on the residual snow on the ground.

Passing through the Plum Blossom Court first, it seemed that something was rushing out of his body, and Mrs. Mei's soft smile bloomed in front of his eyes.

That is a longing.

Glancing at the candlelight lit in the Plum Blossom Court, Ximen Jingxuan gritted his teeth, quickened his pace, and walked through the Plum Blossom Court.

Wumei is his medicine, but if he can persist, he doesn't want to get close to this medicine.

In one breath, Ximen Jingxuan came to the nameless hut in the backyard.

The snow completely covered the small house.

Walking into the house and lighting the unburned candle, the small house is as bleak as a wilderness.

But Ximen Jingxuan's body seemed to be on fire, Wu Mei's appearance was more and more clearly outlined in the candlelight, and he seemed to have something that was about to be completely forgotten in a trance.