After the marriage, the cousin was spoiled by the whole family of the Marquis's Mansion

Chapter 85 Antidote
When Ji Yunzhang rushed to Tang's house, Tang Yue was bleeding Wei Chi. The black blood dripping into the white porcelain bowl looked even more weird.

He picked up a black porcelain bottle and poured out a millipede from it. The millipede fell into the bowl of blood. After a moment, the millipede twisted its body and began to eat the blood in the bowl.

Tang Yue's expression became more serious. "This is a seven-day death. It kills people but breeds hundreds of insects."

Ji Yunzhang came forward with a pale face, "Is there an antidote?"

Tang Yue glanced at him and said, "The flowers of the Seven Days' Duan are extremely poisonous, but its roots are good medicine. Not only can it detoxify the Seven Days' Duan, it can also detoxify most snake venoms."

Ji Yunzhang immediately asked anxiously, "Where is the seven-day break?"

Tang Yue shook his head. "The Seven Day Break is unique to the Western Jin Dynasty, and it is worth a fortune."

This was tantamount to sentencing Wei Chi to death.

Ji Yunzhang looked at Wei Chi, whose original appearance was almost unrecognizable, lying on the bed, and strong hatred burst out in his eyes.

Except for the matter of the crown prince, he never avoided Xue Jinghe in anything. Even when he delivered food to the border, he used his caravan.

His trust was given to a poisonous snake that was waiting for an opportunity.

If the person who came to Xue Mansion that time was not someone he knew, he would not have been alert.

Even so, he never questioned Xue Jinghe.

Ji Yunzhang spoke in a low voice, trying hard to suppress his trembling, "Master Xiao Tang, please do your best. I will definitely bring him the antidote!"

Tang Xiao looked up, "Where are you going?"

Ji Yunzhang took the sword from the wall and walked into the snow without looking back.

"Go to Xue's house."

The Xue Mansion was different from other mansions. There were no red lanterns or Spring Festival couplets, and even the servants in the mansion did not wear new clothes.

It was as if the Xue family was forgotten at the end of the year.

The servant at the gate of Xue's mansion naturally recognized Prince Ji, and he often ate, drank and had fun with the third young master in the past.

But today, Prince Ji was filled with a murderous aura.

The servant was so frightened that the broom in his hand fell.

"Ji, Prince Ji..."

Ji Yunzhang dismounted from his horse. His eyes and brows seemed even colder than the snow, as if he could draw his sword and raze the prime minister's residence to the ground in the next moment.

The servant swallowed his saliva. It was New Year's Day, why did Prince Ji have such a scary expression?

"Where is Xue Jinghe?"

Prince Ji looked like he came with bad intentions, and the servant was just about to muster up the courage to say a few words to evade the request.

Uncle Peng stood inside the door and said, "Prince Ji, my master is already waiting for you."

Ji Yunzhang came to Xue Jinghe's garden countless times.

It was the first time he felt so strange.

Compared with other courtyards, Xue Jinghe's garden is remote but the most luxurious.

Persian carpets, vases inlaid with gems, magnificently crafted bows and arrows, and priceless fairy paintings.

Even the floor is made of golden nanmu.

If Xue Jinghe's garden were pawned, it would probably be worth more than tens of thousands of gold.

When Ji Yunzhang stepped into the garden, he saw a wooden box on the tea table where Xue Jinghe was drinking tea.

Xue Jinghe raised his eyes slightly, "Here I come."

As he said this, he poured a cup of tea and pushed it forward, his tone still like that of an old friend, "Come and try it, this is snow bud from Yuhang, it costs a lot of money, I specially saved a box for you."

Ji Yunzhang tightened his grip on his sword, and after a moment, he managed to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth, "Where is the antidote for the seven-day illness?"

Xue Jinghe paused while making tea, then smiled and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? You don't even want to drink a cup of tea."

Ji Yunzhang thrust the sword forward, and the scabbard moved, causing the cup of tea to fall. The tea immediately flowed out, dripping along the edge of the table and soaking the expensive Persian carpet on the floor. The corners of his lips curled up in a mocking smile, "Wei Chi almost lost his life when he saved you. It was really not worth it."

Xue Jinghe raised his eyebrows, "Why not? Otherwise, how could he still be alive and waiting for you to find medicine?"

As he spoke, he shook the wound on the back of his hand that had not yet healed, "See? Otherwise, his fate will be the same as that dead dog."

Ji Yunzhang's eyes darkened, the sword in his hand did not come out of its sheath, but the sheath was pressed against his brow, "Medicine."

Xue Jinghe was not anxious at all and was not afraid that Ji Yunzhang would kill him.

He gently placed the jade porcelain pot in his hand next to the teacup that Ji Yunzhang had knocked over, "Now give Prince Ji a chance, choose one of the two."

"Ji Hou at the border, Wei Chi poisoned."

As he spoke, he raised his smiling face, still as elegant and carefree as usual, "After all, we are brothers, so I will give Master Ji a chance to fully consider it."

-

Rong Peilan felt uneasy and always felt that something was going to happen.

Ji Yunzhang had been out for more than an hour, but he had not come back to report his safety.

"Chenchun, Haitang, let's go to the Tang Mansion."

Haitang frowned and came back to her senses, "Yes!"

The snow was getting heavier towards the end of the year, and even the horse-drawn carriages could not move. The carriages could only move forward with the help of the horses pulling hard.

There are fewer children setting off firecrackers on the streets. In the morning, you could still hear firecrackers everywhere, but now it is difficult to hear the sound of firecrackers.

Ji Xing was walking back and forth anxiously in the corridor. The prince wouldn't let him follow him, and Brother Wei was unconscious. At this moment, he just hated himself for not being able to help.

"Auspicious star."

A voice at the end of the corridor woke him.

"Young Madam?"

Jixing went to meet him.

Rong Peilan held Chen Chun's arm with one hand, protecting her stomach, "What's going on? Where's Wei Chi?"

Ji Xing's face turned ugly. "Brother Wei has been poisoned."

Several people walked quickly into the room.

Tang Yue was sweating profusely as he was performing acupuncture, while Wei Chi on the bed was unrecognizable. How could he still be seen as the once elegant and handsome Wei Chi?

When Haitang saw Wei Chi's appearance, her steps faltered and her voice could not help but tremble, "How, how could this happen..."

Rong Peilan frowned when he saw Wei Chi's appearance. After a while, he asked Tang Yue, "Seven days to end?"

Tang Yue looked back in surprise. The Seven-Day Judgment was only available in the Western Jin Dynasty. How did Madam Ji Shao know it was the Seven-Day Judgment at a glance?

Rong Peilan looked at Wei Chi's gradually darkening complexion and was afraid that he would not live long. Fortunately, she rushed over and said, "It will take seven days to detoxify the poison! I have it!"

Tang Xiao stood up immediately, his eyes filled with surprise, "Really?!"

Rong Peilan immediately turned to Chen Chun and said, "You are very fast! Go, there is a wooden hairpin at the bottom of the makeup box, go and get it!"

Haitang came to her senses and immediately said, "Let me go. I was the one who packed all the Madam's makeup boxes. I know where they are."

Tang Xiao didn't care why Madam Ji had a seven-day-old root, and immediately pulled Haitang out, "Hurry up, I'll take you there!"

The two men left in a hurry, and Tang Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at the delicate and frail Madam Ji and couldn't help asking, "How could Madam Ji have roots that would be severed in seven days?"

Rong Peilan pursed her lips and lowered her eyes slightly, as if she was lost in memories. "In fact, Daqi also has a seven-day break, but it's too difficult to pick."

"This is the hairpin my father gave to my mother."

"Seven days apart, there is another saying, lovers for life."

(End of this chapter)