Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 172
And when they just stepped out of the threshold of Chu Palace, they saw a small guard rushing to report. This guard, Murong remembered for a long time, was Su Yuche's close attendant, Qian Mu.

"Master, just now there were chaotic horses and amazed carriages on the west street, which happened to overturn the carriage of Prince Yu's Mansion. I heard that Han Jiaruo, the daughter of Prince Yu's Mansion, was seriously injured in the carriage, and his life might be in danger."

"What! Crazy horses and cars, this Han Jiaruo can't be too desperate, please," Su Yuche was taken aback when he heard this.

But Murong Jiujiu on the side listened thoughtfully, and the matter had come to an end, she didn't want to go into it too deeply, she just wanted to go home and have a good night's sleep.

Unexpectedly, Murong Jiujiu was kidnapped by people from Prince Yu's Mansion just after he returned to the Princess' Mansion.

"Princess Changle, my young lady has been severely injured and her life is dying. She has little time left. At this moment, she just wants to see Princess Changle again and ask Princess Changle to come to the house."

The person who came was Han Jiaruo's personal maid, Cuiyun, and seeing that she was already crying, if Murong disagreed for a long time, she would make a regular plan.

Murong sighed for a long time, "Hitch into the carriage, let's go to Prince Yu's Mansion."

"Yes."

"Thank you, Princess Changle."

Han Jiaruo!
Compared with her first half of her life, which was a short period of more than a dozen years, she was a genius and adored by thousands of people, but her ending was not the least bit exciting. As soon as she entered the door, she felt a sense of gloom and mist.

Along the road, Murong Jiujiu saw several women, lamenting all over their faces, coming out of Han Jiaruo's boudoir with basins of bloody water.

"But Princess Changle has arrived."

"it's me."

Murong Jiujiu was led into the inner room, and the contemptuous tent mottled with a few blood splatters was slowly pulled away. I don't want, an hour ago, the talented, proud and lonely woman who was fighting against her is already pale and dying. .

But Han Jiaruo still tried hard to keep his eyes open, unwilling to fall asleep like this.

"Murong... for a long time."

In just four words, the girl on the bed, who was breathing quickly, was already sweating from excitement, and her eyes that were flying up in the past were gloomy, "You are now...you are happy."

Murong nodded for a long time, then shook his head again, and said: "There is nothing good or bad, to be honest, seeing Miss Han like this makes the princess very sad."

"Sad, will you feel sorry for me?"

On Han Jiaruo's pale and bloodless lips, there was a wry smile.

"Naturally, since there is no one in the world who can compare with me, I am naturally sad."

"Yes, there is no one in the world who can compare with you. You are a true genius with thousands of talents. I am just passing my life, and I was abandoned in the mud... I know I am running out of time, and I want to finally Seeing you, I can see it but don't know what to say, it's really ridiculous..."

She was in an accident, but Yuwangfu's carriage was accompanied by Yuwangfu's shadow guards, how could something happen, someone was clearly trying to take her life, who exactly?
Now she's really screwed up!

"Miss Han is guessing, who is it, who is plotting to kill you here? But you have no enemies?" Murong Jiujiu stood upright, condescendingly looking down at the struggling Han Jiaruo on the couch.

"Who? You know?"

Sure enough, Han Jiaruo glared at her eagerly.

Sighing in his heart, Murong looked around for a long time, and Han Jiaruo immediately ordered, "You all go out, I want to talk to Princess Changle alone."

"This……"

The servant girl next to her was a little worried, but she couldn't stand Han Jiaruo's tough attitude, so she had to retreat one after another until she was the only one left in the room.

Only then did Murong Jiujiu slowly squat down, looked at the pale and confused Han Jiaruo, and said.

"Miss Han, I actually don't know who the person who assassinated you today is, but I do know that what you have done in the past few days has completely pushed yourself to death. If you don't encounter unexpected disasters today, you will not be able to protect yourself tomorrow." Will not die on the spot."

"What did you say?"

Han Jiaruo didn't understand what Murong Jiujiu was talking about, so her eyes widened slightly.

Murong Jiujiu couldn't help sighing again, and said: "Actually, Master, an old man in front of me, has a very high evaluation of Miss Han. He said that even if you don't worship Yuding Mountain in this life, your achievements in medicine in the future will be the same. I won't be inferior to him, on the contrary, I have a sense of utilitarianism in my heart, so my medical achievements may not be comparable to yours..."

"I know, you must want to ask, why didn't the ghost doctor choose you?"

Seeing Han Jiaruo's suddenly agitated expression, Murong Jiujiu slowly shook his head and said, "Because you are too talented, so you are proud of your talent, but you don't understand the world and the world. Being in such a big dyeing vat in the capital, you don't know how to restrain your radiance. In a short time, if you can't even save your own life, what's the use of your talent to be proud of the world?"

"Who the hell is going to kill me?"

Han Jiaruo stared at Murong Jiujiu, and with all her strength, she slowly stretched out a palm and clasped her shoulder tightly.

Murong Jiujiu shook his head indifferently, "You still don't understand. In fact, it's not important anymore. What's important is that you are fledgling but show your sharpness. As the daughter of a royal family, you can be beautiful, and you can also be talented in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and calligraphy." Outstanding, but our Emperor will never like it, the daughter of my courtier's family has a mysterious poison technique, who knows, one day, your poison will enter His Majesty's meal?"

To blame, it is only to blame that Han Jiaruo is really too smart, she grasped the essence of the strange poison, and in one night, prepared the 'yoyo my heart', the kind of strange poison that can control the mind.

And that strange poison happened to be similar to the sorcery practiced by Emperor Cheng Kun.

"What did you say?"

Han Jiaruo's eyes widened in disbelief. Her talent was something she had been proud of since she was a child. She never thought that one day it would become her death talisman.

"I said, if you don't die, His Majesty the Emperor will have restless sleep at night, and will hang the entire Palace of Yuwang on his heart every day."

Murong spoke quietly for a long time.

Then she stood up, and said softly: "Perhaps, in the eyes of Miss Han, the contest between us these few days is just a competition of medical skills, but in Chang Le's heart, the so-called medical skills and poisonous skills are all But it’s just a tool I picked up casually, Chang Lebi’s has always... just a human heart.”

She is also talented, but she has several reasons for Emperor Cheng Kun not to kill her.

"So it is, so it is..."

It seemed like a dream, but it was a blow to the head. Amidst Han Jiaruo's murmurs of being lost in his sleep, Murong Jiujiu had already walked out.

She knew that Han Jiaruo finally understood this time, but it was too late.

(End of this chapter)