Your Majesty, the concubine of the next court dominates the capital.

Chapter 189
The three of them traveled all the way, and finally came to the place where the two armies were fighting. No one was delaying time, so naturally they had to go much faster.

In addition, Yan Ziyu remembers Ye Jingming, so it is natural to wear the stars and wear the moon, and dare not slack off in the slightest.

"Huh...Princess, look over there is our camp."

Xiaohuan saw a lot of flames from a distance, and finally arrived after galloping for so many days.

Yan Ziyu nodded, and was about to continue walking, but suddenly seemed to remember something, and turned to look at Wang An again.

After so many days of getting along, President Wang An has won Yan Ziyu's trust and regained his ability to speak.

"Princess Wangfei, why are you looking at me like this? Don't worry. From now on, I will say whatever you ask me to say. If you don't say anything, I will never talk too much. Is this the head office?"

Wang An carefully flattered her.

"Well, you better know."

After Yan Ziyu finished speaking, she led the three of them down the mountain.

After all, there is a customs clearance disk with him, so the journey into the camp was smooth. Until the moment he saw the wind, Yan Ziyu's heart still hadn't let go.

"Princess, why is it you?"

Feng heard that the person from the capital city who delivered the medicine had arrived and rushed out to greet him, but he didn't expect to see such a familiar figure in the darkness.

"My lord, how is your lord?"

Yan Ziyu didn't have time to explain too much, so she staggered into the commander's tent.

Feng didn't expect that the person who came was Yan Ziyu, so he didn't prepare in advance. The person lying inside was pale and thin, and it seemed that he would die if he was not careful.

I don't know what kind of mood their princess will feel after seeing this situation.

But seeing that they have already reached the door of the tent, it is impossible to stop them.

"Princess, the situation of the prince is not very good."

Feng put one hand on the door of the tent, his expression was extraordinarily dignified.

Yan Ziyu glanced at it, opened the curtain and walked in without the slightest hesitation.

As an experienced doctor, she has seen countless painful patients. She thought that after going through so much, her heart should be numb, but until she saw Ye Jingming lying on the bed, Yan Ziyu still couldn't help her ruthless mouth, It seems that only in this way can I barely suppress the sadness in my heart.

Obviously it's only been more than half a month, but compared with Ye Jingming now when he just left the capital, he is simply a different person.

Yan Ziyu really couldn't imagine, if she didn't come again, would Ye Jingming still have a chance?
"Princess, my lord has been reciting your name."

Feng is a rough man who only knows how to practice martial arts, so naturally he doesn't know what to say.

Yan Ziyu turned her head away and wiped away her tears in a daze, and then quickly cleared her throat: "Okay, I see, please help me light a few more candles right away, I want to give him a good diagnosis and treatment."

The sadness in her heart has not yet dissipated, but Yan Ziyu's voice is already very firm.

"Yes, this subordinate will do it."

After waiting for so many days, finally a person who can save people came, and Feng's voice was also tinged with a little excitement.

The news quickly spread to all parts of the barracks, and everyone who was still in a slump seemed to feel hopeful.

Naturally, Yan Ziyu didn't dare to slack off in the slightest. After a thorough diagnosis, Yan Ziyu was surprised to find that the toxin in Ye Jingming's body was actually a secret poison from the Tiancheng University. , only grows in the southeast of Tiancheng.

"Princess, is there something wrong?"

Feng, who had been standing aside to help light the candles, also noticed the strange expression on Yan Ziyu's face.

Yan Ziyu turned her head to look at the deputy commanders waiting at the door, but finally said nothing more.

This matter is unusual, so it is better to wait until Ye Jingming wakes up before making a long-term plan.

"Xiaohuan, take the silver needle."

As Yan Ziyu said, he took a long breath, and then stretched out his hand to pull Ye Jingming's robe away. Such a crisp and neat movement surprised the wind waiting beside him.

"Feng, you'd better let those deputy commanders go back to their tents first, don't wait here."

Yan Ziyu was vaguely aware of the moving figures behind her, in order to ensure that the process of administering the needle would not be disturbed, it was better to dismiss the crowd first.

"Yes, my subordinates will go now."

Feng naturally obeyed Yan Ziyu's words, as for the people at the door, they were nothing more than worried about Ye Jingming, and when they heard Yan Ziyu's order, they naturally dispersed.

The few remaining people stayed until late at night, until Feng and Wang An helped Ye Jingming into Yan Ziyu's special potion, and the matter tonight finally came to an end.

"Princess, when will the prince wake up?"

Feng looked anxiously at Ye Jingming sitting in the bathtub, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"I have given him acupuncture detoxification, and I believe he will wake up soon, but there is one thing I want to ask you about."

Yan Ziyu said and glanced at the door.

Wang An is very smart, with just one look, he immediately understood what Yan Ziyu meant, walked quickly to the door, drove away the guards who were waiting there, and then stood there by himself, staring at Yan Ziyu.

After seeing such a battle, Feng naturally knew that what Yan Ziyu was going to say was not trivial.

"Princess, what can you tell me?"

"How did the prince get hurt?"

Yan Ziyu asked eagerly, but Feng still didn't respond.

After all, on this battlefield, swords and swords were originally ruthless, but Yan Ziyu's tone seemed to be something tricky.

Feng didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and explained everything that happened that day clearly.

Yan Ziyu listened and always felt that something was wrong.

The two talked carefully again, but they still couldn't find any clues.

"Princess, if you are worried, why don't I call all the people who were present that day and ask them carefully." Feng said vigilantly.

Yan Ziyu shook her head: "No need, let's talk about it after the prince wakes up, it's getting late, you go to rest first, I'm here."

Feng hesitated for a moment, but finally obeyed and left.

It wasn't until he left the entire camp that he returned to silence, and Yan Ziyu sat beside Ye Jingming with exhaustion all over his body.

I have been thinking all the way in my heart, and now I finally see it, but I can't let go of the optional heart, Yan Ziyu thought, stretched out his hand with some distress, and gently stroked Ye Jingming's stern face.

At this moment, Ye Jingming, who had been in a coma for a long time, suddenly felt a strange warmth.

(End of this chapter)