The King of Sickness Loves Poison Concubine

Chapter 4 The most poisonous woman's heart (1)
Feng Yancang looked at her, his face was still pale, but his thin lips regained some color.A strange color flashed across the phoenix eyes, which were as dark as the deep sea, but it was fleeting, and he returned to his innocent, weak and harmless appearance.

"The princess was supposed to be treating me on the night of the wedding, but those guards didn't know it, so they misunderstood the princess. I hope the princess will not be angry." His voice was soft and gentle as jade.

Hearing the apology, the corners of Yue Churen's lips curled up, and he turned to look at his face, "Then do you still feel pain these two days?"

Feng Yancang shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore, but I still don't have the strength." As he spoke, he sighed softly and lowered his eyes, Yue Churen felt a little pity.Although she is not a good person, but considering that he has been like this since his mother's womb, one can imagine the pain. The person who poisoned her was much more vicious than her.

"You can find me today, which shows that you trust me a little bit. Your poison is in the womb of your mother. It is not a day's work to clean it up. However, I can promise to clean it up for you. Clean, but you have to absolutely cooperate with me." Still smiling, this thin body with her smile looks very kind.

The corners of Feng Yancang's lips were raised, and that long and thin body was like a lily in the wind and waves, which could be blown down by a gust of wind, "Okay, this king will definitely cooperate."

"That's it! Prepare hundreds of silver needles of all sizes, and need some herbs, dozens of abdominal worms." Thinking of herbs, Yue Churen stood up and walked to the desk on the other side of the room, looked around, brushes ?She can't write calligraphy!
"My concubine's technique of Xuanhuang is so powerful, Master Shang Shu taught it well." Feng Yancang's soft voice came from behind, and Yue Churen immediately scolded, "Don't tell me about him, I don't know him."

"Huh? Don't know?" Feng Yancang was really puzzled.

Yue Churen paused his hand holding the brush, rolled his eyes, and almost said, "This is my personal grievance. Don't mention those people in front of me in the future, just pretend that I don't know them." He finished happily , picked up the brush in the posture of holding a pen, and then began to write the prescription in a crooked manner.

Feng Yancang still sat in his original position, looking at the man who was bending over and writing in a strange posture, doubts arose again.A sharpness flashed across the gentle and harmless face, which was fleeting.

"As for these herbs, they must be fully prepared. They are indispensable." Holding the prescription, Yue Churen came over, and the people in Yue Chu didn't feel that the crooked words were so shameful.

Feng Yancang took it, and sure enough, the surprise on his face became more obvious when he saw the word.Then she looked up at the smiling person, and a soft smile appeared on the corner of her lips again, "Wangfei's words... are very different." She was very careful in her words.

"Don't mind if the writing is not good. I have never written calligraphy before. Well, now is not the time to study my handwriting. Hurry up and prepare the medicine, and then I will give you acupuncture." Turned around and walked to the side to sit down , didn't notice the probing in Feng Yancang's eyes.

The poor sick man prepared things very quickly. She hadn't slept for an hour in another room of Ya'an Hall before she was woken up by Ding Dong, saying that the Seventh Prince had invited her.

Walking out of the room leisurely, the sun is westward and it will be dark.This day flies by so fast, she has been here for four days.But the way to go back is still unexpected, and there is even no hope at all, and she doesn't know whether she is really going to die of old age in this place where everything is backward.

Walking into the sick man's room with some heavy steps, the room with candles was a bit dim, and his thin body and pale face looked even more pitiful.

The people of Yuechu secretly sighed twice, what a pity!With the appearance of this little boy, it is estimated that anyone who catches him will bully him.Being poisoned and bullied before birth, and sick for so many years, there must be more people bullied, it's really pitiful.Her little sympathy was drawn out, and the eyes she looked at Feng Yancang became softer.

"The silver needles are ready, the princess has a look to see if there is anything wrong." He stood by the table, and on the table were rolls made of sheepskin and cotton yarn. With nearly five hundred needles.Two-thirds of the silver needles and one-third of the bone needles are really complete.

"Well, yes, it's complete. You go to bed and lie down, take off your clothes." Looking down at the ancient needles, Yue Churen said, sighing inwardly that the ancient polishing technique is very good.

Feng Yancang glanced at the person who ordered him, but she didn't look at him at all, she shook her head with raised lips, walked towards the bed obediently, and unbuttoned her clothes by the way.

In the past few days, no less than a hundred experts of acupuncture and moxibustion have come to the palace, and after seeing the marks of being stabbed on his body, they praised him again and again.This is also one of the keys to his trust in Yue Chu people.Besides, for so many years, no matter what kind of detoxification method he has tried, he has eaten countless kinds of disgusting soups, but no matter which doctor he is, they all say that he will not survive this year.

He also has a feeling in his heart that this year's situation is getting worse, and maybe he really can't make it through.But on the wedding night, he, the unpredictable princess, just pricked her a few times roughly, and he hasn't felt any pain in the past three days.Maybe he can try, even if he doesn't have to clear the poison, it's good to stay for a while longer.

The big event has not been accomplished, and the big revenge has not been reported.The enemy is not dead, his hatred is hard to get rid of!

Feng Yancang was lying on the bed, his upper body naked.The long jet-black hair was spread out on the white sheets, like black silk. Looking at the glowing texture, one could imagine what it would feel like to touch.

Yue Churen walked over with the scroll, pulled over the bedside table to spread the scroll, and then looked at Feng Yancang.

His big eyes paused, and Yue Churen smiled and teased, "You're pretty good-looking. If it weren't for the flat chest, I would have thought you were a little wife."

The corners of Feng Yancang's mouth froze. Seeing that Yue Churen was purely joking, he also smiled, "Soaked in soup and medicine all the year round, the medicine is [-]% poisonous, and it's hard to be strong."

"Don't worry, I will keep you as strong as an ox in the future. Then there will be complaints and complaints. The person who poisoned you is not a thing. Although I am not a good person, there are three kinds of people I will never touch. One is the little one." The children, one is a pregnant woman, and the other is an old man who is about to enter the coffin. You were still in your mother's stomach at that time, and that person gave such a vicious poison, and it is not an exaggeration to shoot him a hundred times." Muttering, Yue Churen began Applying the needle, he missed the flickering darkness in Feng Yancang's eyes.Like a sharp blade, it cut off the head of the enemy in an instant.

It has been half a month since I came to this Great Yan Kingdom that does not exist in the history books. Yue Churen dreamed that he might wake up in his big soft bed the next day when he slept at night.But countless blows proved that she was purely dreaming. It seemed that she was really going to die of old age in this place.

But everything is fine, at least she is not a street person running around for rations.As the sick "princess", everything in life is passable.

(End of this chapter)