gossip princess

Chapter 87
Le Han beside him felt the coolness emanating from the two of them, and the temperature in the room was freezing. He thought it was funny, half-closed his eyes and followed behind the little ghost, waiting to see the good show.

As soon as he moved, Qian Manduo also followed to prevent him from destroying.

As soon as the two of them took a step, Su Wen, who was walking in the front, turned around and stopped them: "You two, please stay!"

"Let them in!" Qian ruthlessly grabbed Qian Manduo's sleeve, as if it was her.

The queen cared about the prince, and only cared about their abilities, not the number of people. Besides, her intuition told her that that man was a capable doctor, and his medical skills were far superior to those of children. She immediately waved her hand and said, "It's okay, let them Together."

"Empress Empress..." Su Wen was worried about the other two.

"Since when is it the turn of a servant girl in the Eastern Palace? Step down!" Empress Fengyan was furious.

Suwen couldn't compete with the queen, so he could only listen to the order and retreat to the inner room to monitor the two closely to prevent them from doing bad things.

Without Suwen's obstruction, the three of them followed the queen into the inner hall, and as soon as they entered the inner hall, a strong smell of medicine came over their nostrils. Qian Manduo covered his mouth and nose and took a step back, subconsciously pulling towards his nephew.

Qian Wuqing looked up at her, saw that she was suffering and immediately understood, took out a pill from his bosom and handed it to her: "Keep it in your mouth, don't swallow it."

"What?" The kid's stuff is the same as his mother's stuff, you can't eat it casually, Qian Manduo has suffered too much, so you have to be careful, take the pill and don't rush it into your mouth.

"Qi Qi Yi Qi Pill, non-toxic..." Qian Wuqing rolled his eyes at her, despising her timidity and suspicion, and added after she took the medicine into her mouth, "Swallowing it is highly poisonous."

"Cough..." Qian Manduo choked out the pill, and the pill with a strong fragrance fell to the ground, and the fragrance instantly dispersed to cover the smell of medicine in the room.

Smelling the fragrance that filled the room, Qian Manduo suddenly had a bright light in his mind, and his eyes were fierce.

Smelly brat, you teased her again. This pill is clearly for external use and not for internal use. You just need to dissolve it with some water, but it slammed her.

"Don't be angry, I just didn't tell you another usage of it. Apart from freshening the breath, this pill can also be used as incense. The method I just told you is also true." Looking at her, he took it for granted, "It's easy to make this pill, but all the ingredients are very rare. I only make a dozen pills a year for my brothers and dads to use as incense."

"That can't let my mother suck, my mother never has bad breath!" Qian Man gritted his teeth hard.

"But you are afraid of the bitter taste of the medicine, so your face is wrinkled together." Qian Wuqing didn't understand why she was angry, and looked at her strangely.

"Okay, let's talk about this later, treat the prince first." The queen's eyes were looking at them, Qian Manduo didn't want to attract attention, so he grabbed the little devil and let him to the side of the gorgeous big bed.

The crown prince Qin Qiongyu was sleeping on the bed, and he couldn't see the deity behind the curtain. He heard that the prince was both talented and beautiful. Qian Manduo had never seen him before. I was a little excited when we met for the first time. The prince entered the painting and became the cover character of Jiangshan Meizhi and made a fortune.

The prince is used to being dignified and dignified, so he should not be too rigid and boring when he enters the painting, he must do the opposite, and come to Zhang Yanse with an incomparably charming posture.It just so happened that he was ill, still lying on the bed, with fragrant shoulders, and long hair scattered, naturally exuding a lazy and confusing look.

Too bad, she has an occupational disease, and she wants to swipe a pen with her fingers.

"Huh?" Just as she was proud, there was a tingling pain under her feet, she looked down and saw a big jade-white satin shoe, and she knew it was a man's foot without looking.

Qian Manduo raised his head and stared at Le Han, motioning for him to move his feet away.

Le Han remained motionless, and approached her in a low voice: "The imperial palace is no better than outside the palace, so be careful, I can accompany him to die, but you are not worthy to be included. Do you understand?"

"It's all unreasonable. A dog looks down on people and thinks I care about you." Qian Manduo lightly moved his lotus steps, covering them with his free feet, just as he was about to land on the white shoes, but it escaped.

"Hang up the curtains!" The queen spoke, and immediately a servant girl beside her stepped forward to hang up the curtains, revealing the entire gorgeous and comfortable big bed.

With a whoosh, Qian Manduo's eyes fell on the bed, and he saw a pair of feet in white socks, and above that was a short quilt of good texture, which only covered his chest, and his eyes moved up again, wide shoulders and broad arms in a quiet place. Full of strength and a sense of security, the outline is tough and sharp, with a slightly pointed chin, a high nose, thin lips, steep eyebrows, and a forehead that is neither wide nor narrow. It looks comfortable, and the complexion on the face is as pale as snow. Sickness, it seems that he is really sick, and the bitter meat is seven points true and three points false, making people unable to see the flaws.

Prince is a great character!
Qian Manduo took a breath of air-conditioning, and used the air-conditioning to wake himself up. He drew out the enthusiasm of a professional fanatic from the beauty of the prince, and looked at the development of the matter calmly.

Qian Wuqing had already sat by the bed, with his little hand resting on the prince's pulse, he was able to feel his pulse in a decent way, with a small face full of expressions, worrying at times and lamenting at times, pulling the nerves of the whole room, followed by his expression of nervousness to a mess , even Qian Manduo began to suspect whether the prince's disease was true or not.

"Where is he injured?" Qian Wuqing withdrew his hand and lifted the quilt to check the prince's body.

Su Wen's eyes on the side were dim, and there was a flash of nervousness in a hurry, and then sank into his eyes without a trace, and he replied calmly: "Your Highness has a sword wound on the side of the waist, and a palm on the chest. The trauma is not serious, it is serious." It was internal injuries and poison, and the sword that hurt His Highness was coated with a rare and strange poison."

"How do you know it's a strange poison?" Qian Wuqing hit the nail on the head.

Su Wen's face froze and she became vigilant, she was defeated by the kid's cold glance, her eyes were already panicked and surprised, but she melted it away for a moment: "The imperial physicians in the palace are all masters of Xinglin, no one knows what His Highness is doing. What kind of poison is it, what is it if it is not a strange poison?"

Qian Wuqing was very old-fashioned, sneered and mocked: "Xinglin is almost imbecile, such a simple poison can't be cured."

"Yellow-mouthed boy, don't talk big. It's your ability to cure the prince's poison. If you can't kill him." The imperial physician in the palace was said to be a waste, and as the master of the waste, the queen had no choice but to speak out with a ruthless prestige.

As soon as the Queen's voice fell, Qian Wuqing had already made a move, with a speed as fast as lightning, and slapped a pill into the prince's mouth, his left hand clamped the prince's chin and lifted it up, and his right index finger stretched out from the prince's chin to push the pill all the way down the throat. Into the belly of the prince.

"What did you do?" The queen was frightened by what he was feeding, and said angrily, "pull him away from the prince's bed!"

"Yes, empress!"

A palace maid ran to the bed and stretched out her hand to pull Qian Wuqing, but she retracted her hand as soon as it touched his clothes. The hand that touched the clothes instantly became red and swollen, like a big bright bubble, and the skin on the surface swelled up brightly, like Transparent blisters that burst when pulled.

"My hand, my hand hurts so much..." the palace maid cried out in panic, covering her hand.

The queen frowned, only then did she realize that the child in front of her had some abilities, and she didn't know whether it was the poison or the antidote that the prince had just fed. If it was the former, the prince still counted on him to detoxify it. Minister, this person cannot be killed or moved, she lost her mind for a moment.

(End of this chapter)