Heartburn

In fact, the question that everyone has been deliberately avoiding is-how did I get poisoned? When was the poison? And who would the poisoner be?

Generally speaking, when encountering such a situation, we should first check the people closest to me, such as the housekeeper who serves the daily life, the guards who can not leave, etc.; the other is to check the three meals a day, incense, and even personal contact. Things passed by, people or animals.

But Kuang Xiqing didn't do this, so I didn't mention it sensibly-but that doesn't mean I don't have doubts in my mind.

Yan Ke seemed to have some guesses about my poisoning, but was not sure; when Zen Master Kongxi took the pulse for me, he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was, and other doctors couldn't find out, so the matter was also Put it aside for now.

Now that Feng Siqing was taught to break, and he was diagnosed by the Poison Immortal disciple, Yan Ke was naturally anxious, and more than anyone agreed with me to seek medical treatment.

When I went back to the house and told her carefully at this time, she first gritted her teeth and vowed to find the culprit of the poisoning, and then she couldn't wait to tell me about going to Baiyun Valley for medical treatment.

Before leaving, I finally met Jiang Zhuo.

She didn't change much, but she slightly softened her eyebrows when she saw me, teaching me that she didn't hate seeing me; I thought she would have a lot of things to ask her-such as: Where have you been? Have you ever thought about me?

However, when I really saw her, I couldn't say a word anymore, I just looked at her idiotically, and I couldn't see enough.

I think that as long as I can see her all the time, as long as I feel her by my side, then it is already a kind of happiness for me.

I did not inform too many people about going to Rongxi City for medical treatment, but to the outside, I claimed that my old illness had relapsed and I was recuperating in the palace. Kwong Xiqing decreed that I should be exempted from the recent court meeting, and did not intend to let the officials and the people learn about the scandal that King Ling taught people poisoned.

In fact, I thought, if I taught them that the infamous King Ling was poisoned, I am afraid that it would be too late to be happy, how could they feel panic and turbulence?

Yan Ke originally packed the luggage of three full carts for me, and arranged nearly a hundred guards of the palace. If I hadn't tried my best to stop it, she even planned to deploy a cavalry squad in the Spike Army stationed nearby outside Guanlan City. Come--I don't want to know how she can mobilize soldiers from one of the four armies of the Spike Army. I only know that if she really does what she wants, I'm afraid all of us will get out of Buguanlan City.

To put it bluntly, the baggage was reduced to one car, and the entourage only left 20 guards from the C-level palace, and the rest, including my close attendant, Xiao Chan, also sent home. In fact, the only person I wanted to keep was Jiang. Burn it.

Seeing my insistence, Yan Ke finally compromised, but arranged another group of secret guards to follow the team at a distance, and then dragged Jiang Zhuoqian to exhort him, and then he reluctantly sent me out of the city.

Until the carriage left the city gate leisurely, I did not wait for Kuang Xiqing, nor did I see the bright yellow carriage representing the imperial driver.

Not to mention that I came to see me in person, and I didn't even send someone to pass on a message, as if I had forgotten that today is the day I left.

On the contrary, Lu Xiuzhu sent a close attendant to me and gave me some clothes made by himself. He also sent me the little son Wang as a guide to show me the way, and taught me to be moved by this kind of comparison. The emperor sister, who is closer to me, looked so cold.

It is a lie to say that it is not lost, but besides the loss, there is a little more hesitation and a little irritation-I didn't feel her abnormality that day, but my heart forced myself not to doubt.

The seeds of doubt have been planted. No matter how hard I try to ignore and cover up, I always take root and sprout on my own. Maybe one day it will break out of the ground, entwining my heart, and all my feelings for her. Worn out... This is something I don't want to see.

It's just that, once the estrangement has been created, is it so easy to subside?

Sitting in the carriage, there is no waiter to serve me tea and water, Zhang Luo has a refreshing book, and when he is bored, he can't help but think of Xiao Chan's goodness, but then he gives up the idea.

I deliberately deleted him from the entourage list, not only because of the long distance and the inconvenience of the man with the weak, but also because...I have doubts about him.

If anyone can poison me unconsciously, then the little cicada who is my close attendant is undoubtedly the most suspicious; plus he is always frightened and cautious when facing me, Thinking about it now, it was like a guilty conscience because of fear of being seen through.

For a while, I have no evidence, and no time and energy to verify, so separating him far is the best way.

Moreover, if I was alone, I could be dazed at the figure of that person without restraint... Quietly picking up a corner of the driving curtain, I stared at Jiang Zhuoqing's handsome profile, fascinated.

——It's so pretty.

Maybe my eyes were too straightforward. I was riding on the horse, Jiang Zhuo, who was guarding the carriage, turned his face slightly, and looked over calmly; I couldn’t dodge for a while, so I just happened to meet her, just feeling embarrassed. Anomaly-I can guess without looking in the mirror, my face must be so red at the moment.

Biting his lip in embarrassment, he suddenly thought of it.

I frowned, stroking my chest and gasping for a few quick breaths, leaned my back heavily on the carriage, and then let down the curtains—contracting the painful color on my face, I pricked my ears and listened carefully. The movement outside.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes "kick and kick", and then the carriage wall was gently tapped, Jiang Zhuo's clear and pleasant voice sounded outside: "His Royal Highness, is there something wrong?"

I didn't make a sound on purpose, but took a few exaggerated breaths, and then coughed a few times under the pressure of my throat.

"His Royal Highness?" Jiang Zhuo was still patiently knocking on the car wall, but I could hear a trace of tension in her tight voice.

Thinking about whether to pretend to be more natural, Jiang Zhuo opened the curtain of the car and leaped into the car with ease. He lifted me up with both hands and held me in his arms. Flashing away from the doorway, said to the accompanying guide, Little Young Master Wang, "Your Royal Highness is a little uncomfortable, please take a look for her."

I feel that my entire upper body is wrapped in Jiang Zhuo's arms, her cheeks are close to her collarbone, and her arms are soft next to her. Could it be... This perception is like throwing a fire at the bottom of my heart, and the raging heat goes from that point on. Hundreds of limbs burned all the way, and couldn't help but hit a spirit.

--bad.

I immediately realized that my reaction was too agitated. I was afraid that it was a flaw, and the embrace that held me stiffened a little bit. The next moment, the embrace softened again, but my back rose in an instant. But the coolness lingers no matter how.

I just wanted to tease her a bit to see if she would worry about me; but I didn't want her to call the doctor directly and teach me to be self-defeating.

With my eyes closed and my scalp, I had no choice but to continue this crappy scene, hoping not to teach Jiang Zhuo to expose it--well, at least don't teach me not to come off stage in front of outsiders.

"My lord, please support your Highness's wrist and Rong Caomin will diagnose her pulse." Xixi Suosuo's voice sounded. I secretly opened my eyes and saw the little young man Wang moving on his knees from the door of the carriage. Put your finger carefully on my wrist.

I control myself not to breathe, but it seems that I can hear the "pounding" heartbeat again and again, and it is accelerating and becoming more and more intense-secretly smiling: I am not suitable for deceiving people, but now it is Reap the fruit.

Fortunately, he pondered for a while, and then whispered: "Please rest assured, your majesty, the poison on your Highness's body has not happened, but because of the fatigue of the boats and vehicles, he is a little tired. Just rest for a while."

"You work." Jiang Zhuo replied faintly, but his posture holding me remained unchanged.

After a while, the little young man Wang retired consciously.

The carriage was walking up and down, and there was the sound of horseshoes and the yelling of the coachman from time to time outside; but the carriage was silent, as if separated into two worlds.

Finally, I couldn't stand the depression brought by the silence anymore, and suddenly opened my eyes.

Those calm and water-like eyes were also looking at me steadily. The joy and anger in the eyes were difficult to distinguish, but it was so clear that I was at a loss.

"His Royal Highness is awake?" She lowered her eyes, her half-squinted eyes piercing sharply.

"Yeah..." I tugged at the corner of my clothes, some dare not look up at her.

"Don't pretend, huh?" she asked again, but her casual voice taught me to raise her head in fright.

"Ben, this king doesn't know what you're talking about!" He denied without thinking, but he was immediately annoyed by her denial - she wouldn't just think that I was a slanderous villain, so she hated me, right?

"Since your Royal Highness is fine, the subordinate will resign first." She raised her eyebrows and gestured to let me go.

Some reluctance to give up her warm embrace, action precedes consciousness, I have hugged her, let out my face, and begged in a low voice: "You don't go."

She sighed and didn't push me away as expected. Instead, she patted my back helplessly, and said warmly, "If your Royal Highness is tired, lie down and rest for a while, okay?"

Seeing her so gentle, when my heart was sweet, I couldn't help but jokingly said: "This king is alone in the carriage, and is terribly scared, unless...unless you stay with this king."

I had prepared for the worst, and even quietly stretched out my hand to protect my face, so as not to bump into it when I was thrown away for a while; never thought she was silent for a moment, just gently leaned my head on her legs , Then hugged his arms and closed his eyes, acquiescing to my request.

Biting my lip desperately, suppressing a smile, I turned my face and buried it in her abdomen, closing my eyes contentedly.

Just when I was immersed in Jiang Zhuo's inadvertent tenderness, I didn't know that the danger had approached quietly.

The carriage stopped abruptly, and the long sword was unsheathed sharply.

Our motorcade was surrounded by a group of masked men in black.