The imperial concubine was spoiled by the prince again

Chapter 71 Mr. Ji

Jinxiu turned to look at him with a wooden face: "I can't! Please hold back."

Xiao Yunzhi sighed for a long time: "Then shall I take her away from the head office? Why do you insist on letting me keep her?"

Jinxiu's eyes fell on Xiao Yunzhi's thinner chest.

"To find someone."

In the original plot, there was a genius doctor who saved a city under the crown princess. That person could even cure the plague, and maybe he could also cure Xiao Yunzhi's poison.

If you can find that person, maybe you don't have to go back to the teacher's door.

Although Jinxiu is quite confident in her medical skills, she doesn't know whether it's because the plot master is too powerful, or because she has a specialization in surgery. The original master didn't have a thorough research on poison. get it out.

Maybe the genius doctor under the Crown Princess is better at this aspect?
Xiao Yunzhi's life was at stake, and she didn't want to take any risks.

Losing his experience, once is enough.

So Jinxiu said to Xiao Yunzhi very seriously: "Zheng Yunshu can't move for the time being, absolutely not!"

But she is not sure how much she can reveal about the plot of this person for the time being.

Because "Cheng Jinxiu" in the original plot was considered to have died at the hands of this genius doctor, and died under the scheme of the princess.

If Xiao Yunzhi was told about this, he would dig three feet into the ground and kill this person together with Zheng Yunshu.

Xiao Yunzhi is too smart, Jinxiu still remembers that she was accidentally tricked out that the male lead was the fifth prince, and she was afraid that she would get something wrong and he would get some information that she shouldn't know.

She hesitated and was troubled.

Xiao Yunzhi stared into her eyes, knowing that Jinxiu must have something to hide from him, but seeing her tangled appearance, after all, she was still reluctant to force her.

When he met Jinxiu, he was destined to fall into her hands for the rest of his life.

He has to ask for sweets to make up for himself.

So he slowly leaned against the head of the bed, his clothes were wide open, his expression was laziness, and he raised his eyebrows at Jinxiu with a look of resignation: "Then you take the initiative to kiss me, and I will promise you anything if you kiss me."

Splendid: (ω)

Just when the two were getting bored, the princess was meeting someone in the private room in Wushuang Building.

The man was completely concealed in his cloak, and he remained silent when he was led in.

After the princess told all the servants to leave, he pulled off the hat on the cloak, revealing a masked face.

The silver mask covered everything except his chin.

The concubine's face was full of sorrow: "Mr. Ji, please help me to see my face..."

The person called "Mr. Ji" paused before looking up at her.

A few months ago, he went down the mountain to practice and searched for his senior sister. He happened to see a poisonous weed that he had only seen in books. He was very curious about the medicinal properties of the poisonous herb, so he couldn't hold back for a while and tried it.

Although he was prepared to understand the medicine in advance, he accidentally misjudged the medicine's strength and passed out.

When he woke up, the woman beside him handed him a water bag and asked him softly if it was okay.

It was a rule in the door to return favors, so he left a carrier pigeon and told her that she could use the pigeon to send messages if necessary.

There was no movement for several months, but she didn't expect to see her like this when we met again.

Mr. Ji took a cursory glance and understood: "You are poisoned."

The princess's eyes lit up and she stood up.

"Can sir cure this poison?"

Of course she knew she was poisoned, the problem was that she had no antidote!

There are many means of privacy in the back house, and there are many medicines for harming people, but almost none for saving people.

These things on her face have seen more than a dozen imperial doctors, but they have not been cured.

Just when she was about to give up, she saw the white pigeon that was carelessly raised from the window.

(End of this chapter)