Fifty familiar

  Everyone only saw the silver needle flash by in an instant, seemingly fast yet slow, and for some reason, it slowed down as it pierced the skin. Originally, inserting the needle should be quick to avoid causing pain to the injured person, but now it had slowed down. However, since he was a top-notch doctor, perhaps there were considerations that only a divine doctor would have, so everyone didn't think of any extra thoughts and just stared intently at Hua Yu's face.

  After a moment, Yi Feng, who was holding the candlestick and standing at the head of the bed, had his eyes wide with wonder, but he didn't see any change in Hua Yuexi's ugly scar on her left cheek.

  The needle rotated inside the skin for a while, then was pulled out. The people nearby took a look and saw that the needle's body was covered with a crimson glow, and they all gasped in shock.

  "Your Majesty." Gong Xiangru held the needle tip, and regarding the poison detected from Hua Yexi's body, he was also cautiously avoiding it. It can be seen that this poison is not ordinary.

  Why say that? All poisons in the world are generally black, with few exceptions. And being stained with this crimson poison is a characteristic of the divine race's poison-making properties.

  The poison detected by Gong Xiangru is the toxin from the poisonous dart on Hua Xiyan's shoulder that entered her body. According to Li Dongyuan himself, the wound on Hua Xiyan's shoulder was taken for him, indicating that someone wanted to kill his son? No, to be precise, they wanted to kill the young prince of Dongling Country, which is not surprising at all. Among the nine major divine tribes, on the surface, they are harmonious and courteous to each other, but underneath, they are competing for national interests and racial superiority, and no one can guarantee that someone won't try to swallow up another.

  "Gong Qing, who do you think is behind this?" Feng Ya's voice was as gentle as a breeze, escaping from Lei Zimo's thin lips.

  The people around him were all frosty, and they could all feel the faint chill in the room.

  Gong Xiangru nodded: "I need to investigate. Because in my opinion, this poison may not necessarily be a secret poison of the imperial family, and its characteristics are not obvious, so I need to rule out other possibilities."

  "Go and investigate, then report back to me."

  Yi Feng's heart tightened. Li Zi Mo's tone was such that the person had no way out.

  Yun Chen Jing opened the white fan, fanning herself in the sweltering room, and said: "Hurry up and give her an antidote. Otherwise, Xiao Yu will be heartbroken to death."

  This remark made Li Zimo's face flash with an indescribable expression. He swept his sleeve and said, "Gong Qing, cure her wound and don't let her die. I want to keep this person."

  "I obey your order."

  Several people all lowered their heads and walked out of the house. Li Zimo walked out of the house, wanting to go to the opposite side to see his feverish son. His son was after all the heart's flesh left by his wife.

  Gong Xiangru washed his hands clean, opened the wound on Huayeyan's shoulder that had been treated before, and re-examined it. Yifeng carefully held the candle, listening to Yun Chenjing fanning beside him with a "pa-ta-pa-ta" sound, and actually had a doubt in his heart. Didn't they just say they were going to remove Huayeyan's disguise pill? Why did it suddenly become inconclusive? This woman, ugly woman, really took the disguise pill, what kind of true face was hidden underneath, he was curious to death. Wasn't there one curious person among the masters?

  Bang!

  The fan head suddenly hit Yifeng's forehead. Yifeng squeezed his eyes and looked at Yun Chenjing: "Master Yun?"

  "Who are you staring at? Have you lost your mind? This woman was rescued by your master."

  Yi Feng was startled and quickly clarified: "Master Yun, I just heard that Palace Master wants to help her undo the Easy Release Dan, so I'm curious..."

  Yun Chen Jing, although he is the master, has always been careless and unscrupulous. In reality, he is a soft-hearted person who does things and treats others with kindness. As a result, his subordinates find it easy to speak candidly with him.

  Upon hearing this, Gong Xiangyu said in a gentle voice: "Since Master hasn't spoken up to explain it to her, who dares to explain it to her?"

  Yi Feng was even more stunned. Upon careful consideration, the two sentences spoken by Zǐ Lǐ Méi just now mentioned asking Palace Mistress Xiang to detoxify her but didn't mention anything about the Easy Makeup Pill.

  "The master's noble body is like a dragon, and just by circulating the divine energy within her once, one can roughly sense its depth. Therefore, even if the world's best doctors were to try, they would be unable to dissolve the Easy Change Pill that the master cannot resolve."

  Gong Xiangyu examined the wound and saw that the previous treatment was already perfect, so she re-bandaged the injured area, "The poison in her body, if not for the master having infused divine energy to protect her heart pulse earlier, would have taken her life long ago."

  So, Li Zimo told him to go out of the palace to treat patients. On one hand, it was possibly due to his anxiety, on the other hand, it might be to avoid entering the palace.

  Thinking of Li Zimo's words being extremely important, Gong Xiangru once again scrutinized the face of this disguised woman, then grasped her pulse, and under the lamplight, her dense and narrow eyelashes were tightly closed.

  Yi Feng felt that he had taken too long to take her pulse.

  Perhaps due to being stabbed twice, Huayexuan, who had been unconscious for three days, woke up from her coma. At first, she saw the horizontal beams of an ancient house above her head and suddenly realized that she hadn't returned to modern times, but was still living in ancient times. Having experienced the taste of death, this time she managed to escape from the dead, letting out a long sigh.

  The first thought in her mind was naturally her six-year-old son: "Mumu?"

  That damned man said he was going to kidnap her son!

  With money and power, what's the point of kidnapping other people's children?!

  Apricot eyes opened and scanned the surroundings, but didn't see that paralyzed face, yet saw that paralyzed face again. Closing her eyelids for a moment, she really thought it was a nightmare. A pleasant and comfortable voice swept past her ears: "Are you awake, miss?"

  The voice was indescribable, more comforting than the male host on the radio, and it felt like a warm breeze passing through one's heart. Hua Xiyan looked up to locate the source of the sound and saw a face so clean it seemed untouched by dust, with delicate features and an aura as pure and translucent as jade, making people feel at ease from the bottom of their hearts. Even after seeing Mian Zilian's and Pi Zi Lian's extraordinary faces, this beautiful man with a clean and elegant demeanor was not inferior to the previous two.

  Who is this person? Following the man's face downwards, her gaze swept to his court attire, and Hua Yexuan thought of rolling her eyes again. If she hadn't misremembered history, the color and pattern of his court attire were at least those of a first-rank official.

  Sister has been in ancient times for so long, and it seems that being in close proximity to these ancient officials and nobles is a recent development. Is this the result of "good fortune" descending upon her? Ever since she hijacked that carriage...

  The woman struggled to come up with a proper greeting and finally managed: "A humble woman greets your honor."

  Unexpectedly, the two hands supported her first and didn't let her kneel down. When she looked up, she saw that the elegant man was smiling at her with a very comfortable gaze, which was simply stunning. Huajiu's heart moved, and suddenly felt familiar somewhere.