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That arrow was aimed at his heart. Was he injured?

The screen was shaking, and Qi Yitang couldn't see clearly, but her heart clenched tightly.

Several military doctors surrounded him and carefully cut open his sleeve, revealing his arm pierced by an arrow.

After being shot by the arrow, Xie Ling pulled it out with a backhand and killed Kumobadu before returning to camp. Now, the blood at the wound site has congealed and is a very obvious dark black.

One of them suddenly turned pale. "Oh no, this arrow is poisoned!"

Another military doctor leaned closer to examine the blackened flesh around the arrow wound, and his voice changed.

"It's arsenic!"

Qi Yitang's face instantly drained of all color.

Arsenic is a highly poisonous substance, and this method is exactly the same as that one used on New Year's Eve—it was Qin Yuanchao!

It's that hateful, vicious second male lead again!

The military doctors dared not delay and quickly treated the wounds, gathering together to discuss how to prepare medicine to detoxify.

Even though Xie Ling has a special constitution and won't die in a short time, the northern border region is located on the frontier and medicinal materials are scarce. Arsenic is a deadly poison that kills on contact with blood, making it quite troublesome.

Li Fengyao's expression was solemn. "Your Majesty, you should set off for Shengjing immediately. The imperial physicians and medicines in the palace are more complete than here. We cannot delay."

The Left and Right Xianjue have been destroyed; only the follow-up work remains. Even without the emperor, the subordinates can handle it.

Li Fengyao knew that the emperor was in a hurry to end the war so that he could rush back to be with the empress during childbirth.

Xie Ling ignored the suggestion. His purpose in coming here was not to destroy the Xianjue, but to kill Qin Yuanchao.

Unexpectedly, this person became a coward, hiding and only showing up today.

"Have they caught him yet?"

The moment he was hit by the arrow, Xie Ling snapped the arrow shaft in half with his backhand, pulled it out, and then nocked an arrow and shot it in the direction of Qin Yuanchao.

It was just an inch away from piercing his throat.

However, the arrow struck his arm, causing him to lose his aim, which Qin Yuanchao managed to dodge; it likely only hit his shoulder blade.

Li Fengyao shook his head. "No, the other party had prepared an escape route in advance. By the time I chased after them, they were long gone."

Xie Ling's expression darkened.

It's already August 14th, and Tangtang could start at any moment, so he has no time to waste.

Seeing that Xie Ling still had time to ask questions, Qi Yitang was extremely anxious. Couldn't they detoxify first?

Suddenly, she remembered something and turned to look at Song Yunzhi. "Yunzhi, can that antidote pill from last time cure arsenic poisoning?"

Song Yunzhi was stunned for a moment, then quickly asked the system.

System response: [OK.]

Qi Yitang was overjoyed and pressed on, "Is there any way I can say a few words to him?"

It really does.

The "Thousand-Mile Voice Transmission Microphone" is priced at 20,000 points and allows for a one-minute conversation.

They were completely out of supplies, but after their favorability rating increased to 98, the system rewarded them with 20,000 points.

Without hesitation, Song Yunzhi quickly exchanged the money and handed it over to Qi Yitang.

Qi Yitang was extremely grateful. "Yunzhi, thank you. I will definitely repay you in the future."

No need for repayment; as long as she can reach the maximum favorability rating of two points and revive her grandmother, Song Yunzhi will be overjoyed.

Speaking urgently into the microphone, Qi Yitang said, "Yanzhi, there are antidote pills in the sachet, take them quickly!"

It was the first one I gave to Qi Yitang during the last treatment of the epidemic. I put it in a sachet for Xie Ling to keep, just for peace of mind. I never expected it would actually be used.

Northern Frontier Camp.

When Xie Ling heard a familiar voice, he thought it was either a hallucination caused by his excessive longing or an auditory hallucination caused by being too deeply poisoned.

Then the voice urged her urgently, "Don't daydream! There's that same antidote pill in the sachet I embroidered for you, take it quickly!"

Xie Ling was stunned. "Tangtang?"

She then took out the sachet from the bed. Because it was embroidered by Qi Yitang herself, Xie Ling couldn't bear to get it stained with blood, so she kept it by her pillow.

Upon opening it, there really was a small porcelain bottle inside, containing a single pill.

Confirming he wasn't hallucinating, Xie Ling's brow twitched slightly. "All of you, get out!"

Li Fengyao was completely stunned after being kicked out of the camp.

No, shouldn't we treat the poisoning first? Why are we kicking everyone out?

Even if I wanted to, the Empress wouldn't have any, and where did that pill come from? Is it reliable?

After dismissing the bystanders, Xie Ling put the antidote pill into his mouth, closed his eyes, and felt the burning pain subside at a visible speed.

He called out softly again, "Tangtang?"

"it's me."

Seeing Xie Ling take the antidote pill, Qi Yitang finally breathed a sigh of relief. "You scared me to death! I told you to be careful, how could you still get injured? If you had died from the poison, I..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but Xie Ling could clearly hear her suppressed sobs.

The ability to transmit sound across thousands of miles is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Although she didn't know how Tangtang did it, Xie Ling didn't have any supernatural suspicions. She simply touched her right ear, which she could hear Tangtang's voice.

"I'm fine... How are you? Is the baby alright?"

Xie Ling's biggest fear is that the child will be eager to come out, but he will be late getting back.

Qi Yitang really wanted to hug him and have a good cry, but she could only keep her voice steady and say, "I'm fine, the baby is fine, don't worry."

Song Yunzhi whispered a reminder, "Sister, time is running out."

Xie Ling's ears seemed to be equipped with radar; she asked alertly, "Tangtang, who's next to you?"

Having endured more than a month of wind and sand in the northern frontier, his tone was even more imposing than when he was in the palace, causing Song Yunzhi to shudder again.

Qi Yitang explained, "Yunzhi was with me."

She had so much more to say, but there wasn't enough time. She could only quickly add, "Yanzhi, happy birthday."

August 15th is Xie Ling's birthday, but it's already the 14th, so she can't celebrate his birthday with him.

"Your child and I are waiting for you to come back. Take care of yourself and don't get hurt again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound transmission device ran out of power, and the projection in front of him disappeared almost simultaneously.

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Northern Xinjiang.

With Qi Yitang's voice no longer in his ears, Xie Ling's tenderness faded, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Song Yunzhi, it's her again.

He can produce an antidote pill and transmit his voice over long distances; despite possessing such supernatural abilities, he still tries to win Tangtang's favor at every turn...

What exactly does he want to get from Tangtang?

The military doctors were frantically trying to find an antidote, fearing that they would lose their heads if the emperor were to suffer any mishap. Unexpectedly, Xie Ling took the medicine himself, took a nap, and when he woke up, the black color of his wound had faded and his pulse had returned to normal.

It was said that the empress had prepared a miraculous medicine before her departure, which amazed everyone.

Many people marveled at the Empress's foresight, saying that Heaven truly blessed the Great Qian Dynasty.

Li Fengyao was also amazed. How come he didn't know that the Empress had taught herself medicine before?

Just as I was about to go up and ask a few questions, someone rushed over to report.

He immediately composed himself. "Your Majesty, we have found Qin Yuanchao's trail. He is fleeing south along the Chixia Official Road. Judging from the direction, he is probably trying to detour back to the capital."

"Send men to intercept him along the way." Xie Ling's eyes were cold and stern. "I want him—dead!"

With Qin Yuanchao's blood, I celebrate my son's rebirth.