The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Not far away, Wang Shengsheng of the western regions shivers. He knows that Luo Wen Xiu annoys song Qingqing and that she will not die well. But when he hears that kind of scream, he is still uneasy for no reason. He reaches out to cover Feng Qianchen's ears and leaves quickly.

In the torment of Prajna, Luo Wenxiu, who was almost unconscious, finally told her how to bewitch Feng Qianchen. She just showed him a picture of song Qingqing and told him frequently: "this is your enemy who killed your mother. You must always keep it in mind. She sent you to her father because she hated you, and it was because she couldn't help her when she saw death, Your mother will die. "

Young Feng Qianchen deeply engraved the portrait in his mind with hatred, so when he saw song Qingqing, he felt angry and repelled.

Song Qingqing saw the dying woman lying on the ground, convulsed all over, glanced at her eyebrows in disgust, and ordered: "cut off her head and hang it on the wall of the western regions to show to the public, so that they all know what the end of murdering the crown prince is, and make an example."

"Yes The bodyguards answered, and the raw one pulled down the rib embroidered head which still had some breath.

Song Qing walked out of the yard slowly and looked up to see the bright sunshine. She said: "the haze is gone, and the sun is finally coming out."

Luowen embroidery was disposed of, and the crux of Qianchen's hatred of Song Qing was also found out. According to reason, the king of the western regions should be relieved, but I don't know why. He has been restless these days, and always feels like something is going to happen.

Suddenly, in front of a sudden dark, he subconsciously reached out to hold the book beside him, a bloodstain along his nose meandering down.

"King, are you bleeding?" The bodyguard who is waiting on the side takes the brocade in a hurry, afraid to stop bleeding for him.

The king of the western regions twisted his eyebrows and said, "it's OK. I'll come by myself."

But the bodyguard was a little worried and asked anxiously, "do you want to call the imperial doctor?"

The king of the western regions waved his hand: "it's time for me to visit Qian Chen. I don't know if the queen of Jinxi had ever been there."

The bodyguard didn't dare to ask any more, so he had to follow him carefully.

When song Qingqing suddenly saw the king of the western regions, he was almost startled and asked subconsciously, "how can you look so ugly? Have you ever asked the imperial doctor for a diagnosis? "

The king of the western regions frowned: "what else can happen? It's mostly worrying too much. When will you start treating Qianchen's leg disease?"

Song Qingqing saw him change the topic, but he couldn't concentrate on his body any more. He just replied: "Qian Chen is growing up. If he wants to be quick, he can't reach it. He needs to prick needles every day to regulate his blood. It takes about three months."

The king of the western regions asked in a hurry, "did you stay?"

Song Qingqing knew that he was worried about taking the little guy away, so he nodded and said, "stay and see the situation. I've written a letter to a Sheng."

The king of the western regions was relieved, but he didn't know what was the matter with the nosebleed he had just stopped. He rushed down again, which made song Qingqing change his color.

"Fengxichen, have you taken any tonic recently?" Song Qingqing took the brocade to stop bleeding for him, and asked in a voice.

The king of western regions naturally knew that she was not joking, so he expected Ai Ai's reply: "I didn't eat any tonic. Is it because I'm too busy?"

Song Qingqing accepted his words and gave him a pulse. After a while, his face became dignified.

"Is there a problem?" The king of the western regions asked her subconsciously.

Without saying a word, song reached out and took out a silver needle from the box and stabbed it into his finger.

Black blood suddenly out, she cold voice: "you are in the poison."

Feng Xichen was surprised, and some of them argued: "isn't rib embroidery dead? Who can poison me? Have you made a mistake? "

Aware of song Qingqing's cold eyes, he quickly explained: "queen, don't misunderstand me. I just said that I can't be poisoned."

Song Qingning said: "I don't know if someone has poisoned you, but you are really poisoned, and the poison is still very difficult to cure. I'm afraid I can't get the antidote for a while."

The king of the western regions was so surprised that his face suddenly changed. He said in a trembling voice, "queen, you must save me."

Song Qingqing sighed helplessly: "to save must be to save, but shouldn't we find out the person who poisoned behind the scenes? I'm afraid you're not the only one who wants Qianchen's life. "

Wang Mu of the western regions said: "do you mean there are cooperators behind her?"

Song Qingqing nodded: "there are only a few ways to poison. You look black. The poison should come from your mouth. If I'm not wrong, there should be a spy around you."

The king of the western regions clenched his fist subconsciously and said, "I'll check it now!" He has always been extremely cautious. The people who are responsible for eating around him are deeply trusted by him. This poisoning must have something to do with him.

Song Qingqing looks at his back with a complicated complexion. He can't help but ask himself, is it right or wrong to keep Qian Chen in the western regions? It seems that there are many ghosts hidden in the dark in the imperial palace of the western regions.

The fierce eyes of the king of the western regions fell on an old bodyguard in the hall, who was his personal bodyguard. When he got old, he left him to wait in the hall and never went out.

"King, what can I do for you?" The old guard asked him uneasily.

The king of the western regions said coldly, "Liu xiangtian, I have always trusted you, but I didn't expect you to betray me."

Liu xiangtian fell to his knees and cried out, "I'm really wronged. I beg you to see clearly."

The king of the western regions seized his collar angrily and asked, "how do you let me know? My king's food never pretends to others. Why is he suddenly poisoned? "

Liu xiangtian was frozen there for a long time before he retorted: "I don't know. All the meals from the imperial dining room are ordered to be tasted and then brought to the king. How can anyone poison?"

The king of the western regions angrily rebuked: "what about tea?"

Liu xiangtian quickly replied: "tea is even more impossible. The tea that the king drinks is all made by the old slave himself, and every time it is ready, the old slave will take the lead in dividing a bowl to drink. There will be no mistake."

Wang Qi's eyes in the western regions turned into blood red. He gritted his teeth and asked, "since it's not tea or food, tell me how the poison came from?"

Liu xiangtian couldn't figure out which link could be taken advantage of. He had to say: "the king can doubt anyone, but he can't doubt the old slave, because the old slave is your personal slave. If you have an accident, he will be the first one to be doubted. The old slave can't be killed by himself."