The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

Chang Bao brought a team of people to inquire from door to door in Yanxing City. If there are peach trees more than ten years old, they will buy them at a high price, and the whole tree will be chopped down and sent back to the palace.

The servants put down their work and went to battle together, chopping the trees into firewood, forming a huge circle on the open space, pouring oil on the lower layer and watering the upper layer.A long table was placed in the middle, and the poor Xiang Wang Ye was placed on it.

Yuan Qiyan was afraid that he would accidentally cremate the father-in-law, so he ordered people to place a large tank full of water around the table, and asked Feng Kui to stand beside Hai Xiang in full armor.There are also dozens of soldiers waiting outside with buckets in hand. If something is wrong, they will immediately put out the fire and save people.

Everything is ready, the sky is clear and there is no wind, it is a good time to start roasting.

"Light it up!" Yuan Qiyan gave an order, and Fu Ding stepped forward in response, and lit the peach wood on the lower floor with a torch.The sound of beeping was endless, and the flames rushed up, and when they encountered the wet wood on the upper floor, they immediately burst into thick smoke.Fu Ding replaced the torch in his hand with a cattail fan, and fanned it vigorously, forcing the thick smoke into the middle. [

Hai Weilan and Ling'er came together, seeing this spectacular scene, the corners of her mouth twitched, "Can you do an open-air barbecue? Don't let the poison be cured, my father will be familiar with it first!"

"Shubo and I have carefully calculated that this distance should not reach Prince Xiang, besides, I have already made preparations for accidents, don't worry!" Yuan Qiyan comforted her.

"That's right, Second Miss Hai, Lord Xiang, a lucky man has his own good looks, so he will be fine!" Yue Shubo took over the conversation with a warm face.

Hai Weilan was about to speak when she heard Feng Kui's exclamation from the thick smoke, "Prince Xiang!"

"Feng Kui, what happened?" Yuan Qiyan asked anxiously.

"General, Prince Xiang spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood." Feng Kui's voice was a little panicked.

"It's okay, what he vomited was the poisonous blood accumulated in his body, that's a good sign!" Before anyone could speak, Ling'er said with a smile.This child is very flexible, after hearing Hai Weilan's words, he immediately left the mode of resenting women, he didn't even sleep, and insisted on watching the fun with him.

Yuan Qiyan was refreshed when he heard the words, and hugged Hai Weilan's shoulders, "It seems that we used the right method!"

Hai Weilan nodded, but did not speak.Now that she has no internal strength, her eyesight is not as good as before, and she can only see two blurred outlines in the thick smoke.But she could feel that her father's vitality was getting stronger little by little, this is the so-called blood connection, right?

"General, the blood spit out by Prince Xiang has turned red, what should we do next?" Feng Kui asked loudly.

Yuan Qiyan was also uncertain, and looked at Ling'er, "Does this mean that the Gu poison has been cured?"

Ling'er hurriedly shook her hand, "Not yet, just spit out the Gu worms!"

"I've spit it out, no...ah" Feng Kui's voice was terrified.

Feng Kui is a tough guy with strong bones. It is impossible to imagine what can make him so afraid. Yuan Qiyan's face changed drastically, "Feng Kui, what's the matter? Talk!"

"Bug... bug, a lot of bugs, vomit..." The following words were replaced by a series of vomiting sounds.

Hai Weilan's face turned pale, "Ling'er, what's going on?"

"That should be a Gu mother, a new Gu worm hatched in Sister Hai's stomach. It's fine, just spit it out." Ling'er reassured Hai Weilan, "I saw Master drink it for others before. After drinking a bowl of medicinal soup, the man spit out two large pots of worms in one breath, and then he was still alive and kicking? Another time..."

"Stop, stop." Hai Weilan was almost vomited by her, "You don't feel sick to death, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Ling'er stuck out her tongue, "I'm not afraid that Sister Hai will be worried, how about an example?"

"Ling'er, is Feng Kui okay?" Yuan Qiyan asked worriedly.