On the wedding night, the substitute princess cured the war king's poison

"Did people send them away?" Xiao Ding looked at the map from Yanguo to Southern Xinjiang, and marked several fortresses on it with a pen.

"I have already left the city gate at dawn." Ling Feng reported back: "Lan Zhaoyi also ordered someone to bring this gift to the prince."

He handed over a sachet: "My subordinates have checked it. In addition to the spices, there is also a scroll. It is a small portrait of a woman. I am afraid it is..."

Xiao Ding's heart moved slightly, he took the sachet, pulled out the three-finger-wide scroll inside, and slowly unfolded it.

A portrait of a foreign girl appeared on the paper. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was riding a horse with a whip and a bright smile. She was beautiful.

Before he was twelve years old, he had always longed to know the appearance of his biological mother, Concubine Xi. Unfortunately, no one mentioned it, not even Lan Lingshi.

Either it was his father’s prohibition, or he was afraid that he would miss him too much, or...

Now it seems that he and his mother only have two similarities.

The bond between mother and son is indeed shallow.

Xiao Ding put away the scroll, put it back into the sachet, and put it in his arms.

He picked up the pen again and drew a circle on the map.

"Here, arrange for someone to come in contact with her and go with her. We should remain calm to avoid her suspicion."

"Yes." Ling Feng took the order and retreated.

Afterwards, Xiao Ding read the picture of the summer resort on the desk, wrote down a few secret orders, and gave them to the left commander Ling Yun for deployment.

As soon as he returned to the above-ground dormitory, he heard the movement of a carriage returning to the house. Xiao Ding turned his wheelchair into the front yard and saw Qi Hu hurriedly bringing an imperial doctor.

When the two saw the King of War, they immediately stepped forward to salute.

"Your Majesty, this is Dr. Wang from the palace."

"I have met the War King."

Xiao Ding nodded: "Doctor Wang, please go check on Lan Zhaoyi's condition. The princess only found out that she was seriously ill in the morning.

The imperial doctor quickly followed Qi Hu into the west wing carrying the medicine box.

Xiao Ding also turned around in his wheelchair and followed.

The door was open, and the woman in palace clothes lying on the bed was already swollen all over.

Her face was almost unrecognizable.

The imperial doctor put the silk handkerchief on her wrist, and after checking her pulse, he frowned deeply.

"This is snake venom, and the poison has entered the heart and lungs."

"I'm afraid..." He said to the War King outside the door, "This snake's venom acts quickly, and some can kill people within two or three hours."

Xiao Ding said anxiously: "If there is any good medicine, give it to her, otherwise I will blame you!"

"Yes."

Doctor Wang responded in panic, quickly took out a large pill from the medicine box and stuffed it into the patient's mouth.

He muttered to himself.

"I can only try this medicine, but I don't know if it can bring the dead back to life."

Unfortunately, after taking the pill, the patient not only did not recover, but suddenly a stream of black blood spurted out from his mouth.

Fortunately, Doctor Wang dodged in time, and only a few drops of the black poisonous blood splashed onto his robe.

He checked Lan Zhaoyi's pulse again, but she had no breath at all.

Doctor Wang knelt down in fear: "I am reporting to the King of War that Lan Zhaoyi... has gone. I arrived late and I am incompetent. Please spare my life, King of War!"

"Trash!" The King of War pulled out his sword from his seat, and with a flash of cold light, Doctor Wang, who was kneeling on the ground, was so frightened that he fainted instantly.

"Qi Hu, send Dr. Wang back to the palace, and then invite other doctors." Xiao Ding ordered with a sad expression.

"Yes!"

Qi Hu didn't dare to hesitate, threw Doctor Wang on his back and ran away.

After this jolt, Doctor Wang woke up and whispered a reminder.

"I haven't picked up my medicine box yet, please help me."

Qi Hu put him at the door and hurried back to get the medicine box.

Xiao Ding stared coldly: "Why are you back again?"

"I forgot the medicine box." Qi Hu picked up the medicine box and ran out quickly.

As soon as Dr. Wang climbed into the carriage, Princess Zhan arrived with Dr. Zhuang.

"How is Lan Zhaoyi?"

Qi Hu said sadly: "Physician Wang said that Lan Zhaoyi has passed away!"

"The King of War ordered me to invite other imperial doctors to come for diagnosis and treatment."

Doctor Wang bowed in shame: "I am incompetent, please forgive me, Princess."

Ning Luo waved his hand: "Let's go quickly, the prince will get angry and his life will be at stake."

"yes. "

Qi Hu drove the carriage and galloped away.

Ning Luo sighed in his heart: It's really hard for Qi Hu.

But in acting, supporting roles are crucial.

She took Dr. Zhuang into the house: "Go and have a look."

"Yes."

Dr. Zhuang almost trotted with the medicine box in hand and followed Princess Zhan into the west wing.

"Your Majesty, I have invited Dr. Zhuang to come."

"The common people pay homage to the King of War." Doctor Zhuang stepped forward and kowtowed.

Xiao Ding glanced lightly: "Go in and take a look. If you can save him, I will reward you with a thousand taels of gold."

"Yes."

Dr. Zhuang quickly walked to the bed, took a look, and said regretfully: "It's too late, my breath is gone, and there is no way to save me."

"Get lost!" Xiao Ding shouted angrily.

"Yes."

Dr. Zhuang agreed and then picked up the medicine box to leave. Ning Luo stopped him and said, "Doctor Zhuang, since you are here, you should show it to the prince."

Doctor Zhuang looked up at Xiao Ding and shook his head.

"The common people can't do anything about the prince's illness."

Xiao Ding looked at him expressionlessly: "Why do you see that?"

Dr. Zhuang said truthfully: "The prince is poisoned by poison. Common people have seen this kind of disease when they were young. It is the most sinister kind and there is no cure."

Xiao Ding narrowed his eyes: "Get out!"

"Yes."

Dr. Zhuang went out with the medicine box. Ning Luo followed and explained:

"The prince is in bad temper because of his illness."

"The common people understand." Dr. Zhuang looked at Princess Zhan sympathetically, "I would like to ask Princess Zhan to express her condolences."

"Is there really no cure?"

Ning Luo wanted to further verify his medical skills.

"Yes, the poison has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. The prince's face looks normal now. He must have suppressed the poison on his feet. If an ordinary person were to have the poison attack, he would die within twenty days. The prince may have strong skills, so he has been able to eliminate it. But no matter how hard we suppress the poison, it cannot be cured."

Dr. Zhuang sighed deeply: "Princess is so kind-hearted, but it's a pity...Princess, please take care of yourself."

"Okay, you can go back to Huichun Hall and do your work. Don't worry about what happened today."

Ning Luo came back from seeing off Dr. Zhuang and saw that the King of War was still in the wing.

"Your Majesty."

Xiao Ding turned his head to look over and pulled her into his arms.

He bowed his head and asked softly: "Why do you trust me and help me?"

"I'm afraid that your acting alone is unreal and the emperor won't believe it." Ning Luo said with a smile: "If you believe in a person, just follow your heart. From the first day I met the prince, he didn't kill me, so I knew that the prince was a good person. .”

After breakfast, she went to see Lan Zhaoyi again and discovered the clue.

Although the patient's face was unrecognizable, the skin on his hands was different.

She guessed the King of War's arrangement and asked for permission to invite Dr. Zhuang to come and treat Lan Zhaoyi, but he did not refuse.

"The one who knows me is Luo'er." Xiao Ding sighed in a low voice.

I don't know whether to be grateful that she trusts him or to feel helpless that she is too smart.

It would be even more difficult to arrange for her to escape like this in the future.

Ning Luo asked: "Then I will prepare the funeral arrangements for Lan Zhaoyi?"

"Don't worry, wait for the emperor's instructions." Xiao Ding let go of her: "Go to the door and wait."

Ning Luo agreed and quickly went to the door of the mansion to wait.