The Absolutely Favored Empress House: The Seventh Princess of the Miraculous Doctor

Chapter 28
Pieces of fallen leaves fell with the wind, fluttered in the air a few times and landed on Feng Jiuge's blue cloak, looking like needle-pricked butterflies from a distance.

The eyes under the hood were black as ink, calm and calm.

Chu Lingjie, who was lying in front of her, was already pale and unconscious, and now the only one who could save him was her, Feng Jiuge.

His fingertips rested gently on Chu Lingjie's wrist, but his originally calm face was startled, his brows twitched, and then his eyes fell on Chu Lingjie's pale and handsome face.

Looking at his usually invincible appearance, he never thought that he was already poisoned in such a poisonous way.

Feng Jiuge never imagined that this domineering and even arrogant man had endured the torment of the poison for ten years.

Could it be that he is always trying to be brave?
Although the pulse condition was strong, it was abnormally disordered. This was the first time Feng Jiuge had encountered such a disordered pulse condition.

With such a pulse condition, it is likely that he has been poisoned for more than ten years. Judging from the pulse condition alone, Feng Jiuge can't even tell what kind of poison it is.

I can only vaguely feel that this is definitely not an ordinary poison, but a very rare poison that can lurk in the human body for ten years!

Feng Jiuge's mind suddenly flashed what the prince Chu Yiyang said just now. He said that Chu Lingjie was a short-lived ghost. Could it be that the poisoning of Chu Lingjie had something to do with the prince?

It seems that Chu Lingjie's situation is not much better than hers, and he is also struggling in the conspiracy.

But the most urgent thing is to temporarily relieve the poison in Chu Lingjie's body, otherwise, even if he wakes up, he won't be able to last long.

Feng Jiuge took out a small and delicate medicine bottle from his body, poured out a brown pill from it, and stuffed it into Chu Lingjie's mouth.

Not long after taking the pill, Chu Lingjie's face turned slightly rosier. Obviously, the medicine had already begun to take effect.

Feng Jiuge took off a small cloth bag from his body, spread it on the ground and opened it. Inside were all silver needles. He took the longest one and stood it in front of his eyes. Under the autumn sun, the silver needles Exudes a faint cold light.

Aiming the silver needle at the position of Chu Lingjie's chest, and was about to pierce it in, suddenly Chu Lingjie's big palm tightly strangled Feng Jiuge's wrist.

Feng Jiuge was startled, and his gaze fell on Chu Lingjie's face, only to see that he had woken up at some point.

"Do you want to take advantage of this king's coma? To complete the mission His Royal Highness entrusted to you, right?"

A bloodthirsty sneer appeared on Chen Lingjie's pale lips, and he stared coldly at Feng Jiuge who was holding a silver needle. Is she really the Prince's?

Unconsciously, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, he didn't know if it was because of the poison just now, or because of something else.

Feng Jiuge sneered, took back the silver needle in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "If I want to kill you, I can do it just now, and you have already become my ghost."

"Oh? So I still want to thank you for your grace of not killing?" Chu Lingjie sat up and leaned against the tree trunk behind him with a hint of sarcasm.

He just got poisoned, but now his body has not fully recovered, and his complexion is still very bad.

Feng Jiuge put away the silver needle, and a hint of self-deprecation passed between her lips and teeth. She rescued Chu Lingjie just now, but now it seems that she is being self-indulgent.

"I didn't expect His Royal Highness Li Wang to be so wary." Feng Jiuge said in a deep voice, but his expression seemed a little complicated.

After resting for a while, Chu Lingjie finally turned a little bloody, and smiled wryly.

"If my guard is not strong, I'm afraid I will die no less than a hundred times."

One sentence is simple and clear, but Feng Jiuge can hear all kinds of sadness from it, yes, how can people in the whirlpool of power have a chance to breathe?
Be on guard day and night, and carefully calculate all the time, if you are not careful, you will lose your life, and you will never recover in your life.

Feng Jiuge sighed for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "But you are still negligent after all, not to mention that I am not the prince's person, even if I am, now I don't have to do it myself, you are dead."

"What do you mean?" Chu Lingjie suddenly became serious, and looked at Feng Jiuge with raised eyebrows.

"The matter has come to this, do you still want to hide it? You have been poisoned for ten years, haven't you, and this poison is a poison that is difficult to find an antidote, otherwise you will not have been poisoned for ten years It tortures."

Feng Jiuge unceremoniously exposed the fact that Chen Lingjie was poisoned.

With bitterness in his eyes, Chu Lingjie sighed, "So you already know that, yes, I've been poisoned for a long time, and I've even begun to get used to it..." The words revealed extreme sadness.

Feng Jiuge can imagine what kind of pain it is to bear the torment of highly poisonous poison for ten years, life is worse than death.

Habit?No one has ever told Feng Jiuge that he got used to the torture of poison, and Chu Lingjie was the first one.

"I just wanted to test the poison in your body with a silver needle. According to my opinion, this is a very rare poison. Although your pulse is strong, it is very chaotic, which means that the poison has gradually penetrated into you. Your internal organs are broken, so you have more frequent poisoning recently."

Chu Lingjie smiled wryly and said, "There's no need to check it. This poison is called Qianri Hunhun. Undo this poison, so there is no cure for this poison.”

Feng Jiuge raised his eyebrows, "The one you hit is Thousand Days Detaining Soul?"

She had seen this kind of poison in medical books before, it was an extremely vicious chronic poison from the Western Regions.

It is artificially made with the poisonous weed juice from Miaojiang covered with meltable wax. After a period of time after being injected into the human body, the poisonous weed juice will gradually erode today's internal organs.

Chen Lingjie said softly: "Yeah, it's been ten years. I have been taking various antidotes for ten years, but they can only relieve a little bit. This is how I barely survived until now. Otherwise, I would dead long ago."

As if thinking of something, Chu Lingjie continued: "But I seem to recover very quickly from the poisonous attack just now. It usually takes half an hour to recover, but today it seems to be much faster than usual."

"That's because I just gave you the Furong pill I developed myself, which can relieve the poison in your body."

"You, you gave me medicine?" Chu Lingjie raised his eyebrows, a strange emotion appeared in his heart.

"If I belong to the prince, do you think you still have a chance of surviving?" Feng Jiuge hooked his lips, and there was a touch of sarcasm in the arc of the corner of his mouth.

While speaking, Feng Jiuge spread out the small cloth bag again, took out the silver needle from it, and said in a deep voice: "If you don't want to die, just lie down obediently, your poison may still be cured."

Chu Lingjie half-believingly said: "You have a way to cure this king's poison? Do you know that even famous doctors in the world can't cure this kind of poison."

"Believe it or not, it's up to you. If you want to die, you can refuse. I, Feng Jiuge, will never treat those who really want to die."

Feng Jiuge twisted the silver needle in Nian's hand, his brows and eyes were full of indifference, as if Chu Lingjie's life and death had nothing to do with her, and she didn't care.

Chu Lingjie chuckled, and said with an expression that he had seen through a long time ago: "Forget it, it's up to you, the result is the same anyway."

The silver needle precisely pierced the acupuncture points on Chu Lingjie's body, and the sharp tingling sensation made him slightly frown.

But after the stinging pain, there was an indescribable joy all over his body. He lowered his eyes and stared at the woman who was concentrating on getting the needle for him.

Her serious expression, agile but stubborn eyes, everything attracted his attention so strongly.

Suddenly, Feng Jiuge raised his head, and Chu Lingjie looked away in a panic, pretending to be nonchalant.

"How do you feel?" Feng Jiuge didn't notice anything strange about Chu Lingjie, but concentrated on the acupuncture points and poison on his body.

Chu Lingjie couldn't help being stunned for a moment. For the first time, he was actually worried that his emotions would be seen through by others. Chu Lingjie, what's wrong with you?
In the past, no matter what it was, he could deal with it calmly, but every time he faced this woman, he lost his composure repeatedly.

"It's not bad, it feels good." With a guilty conscience, Chu Lingjie spoke strangely.

As if sensing something wrong with Chu Lingjie, Feng Jiuge raised his phoenix eyes, looked at him and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Chu Lingjie pondered for a while, and said softly: "You, shouldn't you expect me to die? Even if you are not a member of the prince, my appearance has caused you a lot of trouble, right? If you want to escape from Prince Li's Mansion, if I die, won't your goal be achieved?"

He could tell that the woman in front of him was trying her best to save him.

"Do you want to kill someone who has never hurt you for your own freedom?" Feng Jiuge never looked at Chu Lingjie, but these words made Chu Lingjie's heart tremble fiercely.

Suddenly, Feng Jiuge pulled out the silver needle on Chu Lingjie's body and said: "My silver needle is only to relieve the poison in your body, so that you can survive for a while. As for the specific method of detoxification, I still need it." Study it carefully."

Thousands of days hold the soul, even if this kind of poison can be solved, it will definitely not be easy. Feng Jiuge is not completely sure, but she still has to try. There is nothing in this world that is her Feng Jiuge dare not try.

Feng Jiuge's words were erratic, as if they would be easily blown away by the autumn wind, so much so that Chu Lingjie didn't hear what she said clearly, and only remembered those smart eyes, shining under the warm autumn sun soft light.

They didn't know that Rong Qiuyue was standing not far away and staring at them at this moment, his hatred eyes seemed to be like a fire that could ignite them instantly.

"Feng Jiuge, you damn slut, it's not that easy to seduce the prince, you won't be able to pass this test of me, Rong Qiuyue!"

Rong Qiuyue's small powder fist hit the tree trunk she was leaning on hard, and a few fallen leaves fell one after another, accompanied by the bleak autumn.

(End of this chapter)