Time travel, Your Highness Ninth Prince has been rejected from marriage again!

Just when they were gradually losing control, Qing Xiao and Shen Lingfei came over with people. The number of guards increased and the refugees were under control in an instant.

Qing Xiao said coldly: "Xue'er's recipe has been used in other containment points without any problems. Why did a problem occur here? Don't you understand now?"

"What if she just wants the people here to die?".

The little doctor started talking again. He had received the money. If it was just like this, that person would definitely not make it easy for him.

Before anyone could react, Yan Siyuan stepped forward, drew out Song Heqing's sword, and sealed his throat with the sword. It only took a moment, and with a flash of cold light, the young imperial doctor felt a chill on his neck and stopped breathing.

Yan Siyuan's pressure spread out, like a fierce ghost from Shura, his eyes were cold and cold, murderous and bloodthirsty, even more fierce than a wolf.

Qing Xiao immediately covered Qing Yun's eyes and looked at Yan Siyuan with reproachful eyes. Although he also wanted to kill the little doctor, he could not kill in front of Qing Yun.

He still remembered that Qingyun had nightmares for several days because she witnessed a maid being beaten to death with a stick.

The sword in Yan Siyuan's hand was still dripping with blood, and the bright red blood stimulated everyone's eyes. Yan Siyuan's eyes were red, and he looked at the refugees with a look of solemnity. He wanted to kill these refugees, right now.

The refugees were silent. It was not until the body of the young doctor was dragged away that Qing Xiao lowered his hand covering Qingyun's eyes.

After regaining the light, Qingyun looked at Yan Siyuan with questioning eyes.

Yan Siyuan returned to Qingyun, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from Qingyun's forehead, and said softly: "Nothing happened", completely different from before.

Qingyun slowly walked towards the woman, who was sitting on her knees with empty eyes.

Qingyun's heart twitched, and she took the medicine bowl from the woman's hand, slowly raised it up, showed it to the refugees, and then drank it all in one gulp. Yan Siyuan, who was so fast, had no time to stop her.

Qing Xiao and Shen Lingfei also hurriedly stepped forward and snatched the medicine bowl from Qingyun's hand, but it was too late and Qingyun drank the medicine.

"Xue'er" Qing Xiao looked at Qing Yun with reproachful and worried eyes.

Qingyun waved her hands to express that she was fine. She looked up at the refugees who were also shocked and said slowly: "If I want you to die, then let's die together."

If they were so frightened by Yan Siyuan's murder just now that they dared not speak out, then now they are in shock and disbelief. They always thought that Qingyun harmed them, but now that Qingyun also drank the medicine, how could she be the one who harmed them? .

Qingyun covered her mouth and started coughing "cough cough cough".

Yan Siyuan bent down to help Qingyun smooth her breath. Qingyun let go of her hand, her lips were red, and her palms were covered with blood.

When he saw that flash of red, Yan Siyuan panicked, his eyes full of fear, and shouted: "Imperial doctor, where is the imperial doctor?".

Song Heqing pulled Li Guanqi out, and Yan Siyuan said angrily, "You'd better pray that she's fine."

He is talking about you, not you. You include those people, and they know it very well.

Yan Siyuan's face, which was as sharp as a miraculous knife, was now covered with a layer of frost and filled with a strong murderous aura.

Qing Xiao also had a stern look on his face, the low pressure emitting from his body enveloped his whole body, and his handsome and flawless face was as cold as ice.

The auras of the two people were released at the same time, including the people in the hall. They had no doubt that if something happened to Qingyun today, a massacre would be waiting for them.

Li Guanqi stretched out his hand to feel Qingyun's pulse. Qingyun leaned weakly in Yan Siyuan's arms. She no longer had the strength to speak.

Li Guanqi felt his pulse with a heavy heart, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His life was saved.

Li Guanqi gestured with lingering fear: "Miss Qing is weak herself, and the medicinal materials in the bowl of medicine conflict with the medicine that Miss Qing drank before, which will cause qi and blood disorders."

Yan Siyuan and Qing Xiao felt relieved, and Yan Siyuan wanted to help Qingyun back to rest.

Qingyun blocked her. Qingyun's voice was very small, but it was still very clear in the quiet hall.

"You are the same as me. This medicine contains conflicting medicines, which will cause your problems. The more you drink, the more serious the reaction will be. Those who have already drank the medicine have the doctor check their pulse again and prescribe the medicine. My prescription ,no problem".

Qingyun's voice became softer and softer, until only Yan Siyuan and Qing Xiao who were close to her heard the last few words.

She just observed the child's condition, smelled it when she took the medicine bowl, and tasted it herself. She already knew where the problem was.

Now that she knows the problem, she can feel relieved.

Qingyun's body went limp and she fainted. Yan Siyuan picked her up by the waist and strode away, followed by worried Qing Xiao and Shen Lingfei.

Li Guanqi was also arrested. Everyone knew the problem and understood that they had misunderstood Qingyun.

Everyone shut their mouths, no one made any more trouble, and just went to check their pulse again.

The doctors at the Imperial Hospital were also frightened by Yan Siyuan's murderous behavior just now. They did not dare to say anything more and they all obediently went to help.

The next day, when Qingyun woke up, it was already time.

The situation of the refugees was also calmed down, Qingyun stretched her arms and tried to sit up.

Yan Siyuan, who was holding the medicine bowl, walked to the bedside in two steps, helped Qingyun up, leaned in his arms, and said softly: "You are not fully recovered yet. If you want to do anything else when you get up, drink the medicine first."

He brought the medicine bowl to Qing Yunxi's mouth. Qingyun lowered her head and took two sips before coughing. Yan Siyuan gently patted her back to help her breathe.

His broad palms roamed Qingyun's thin back, as if he could slap the person to death with just a little force.

Qingyun lost a lot of weight during this period, and even her personality was no longer as lively and lively as before.

Yan Siyuan looked confused. Qingyun regained her composure and glared at Yan Siyuan. This medicine was extremely bitter and he was feeding it bit by bit. It was simply a kind of torture.

Yan Siyuan was stared at with confusion, Qingyun reached out and took the medicine bowl in Yan Siyuan's hand.

After drinking it, the strong bitter taste spread in Qingyun's mouth, and Qingyun's little face wrinkled together.

Yan Siyuan quickly stuffed a candied fruit into Qingyun's mouth. The sweetness of the candied fruit overwhelmed the bitter taste of the medicine.

Qingyun glared at Yan Siyuan again. It turned out that he knew the medicine was bitter.

Soon, Qingyun packed up and walked out. The sun was hanging overhead, and there was still moisture in the air that had not receded.

After nearly a month of rectification, the capital is slowly getting better. Many refugees who were not seriously ill have gone back, and now only a few who are sick are left.

Qingyun walked among the refugees. Every time she came to a medicine stove, she would squat down and take a sip of the medicine in the medicine stove.

Yan Siyuan followed Qingyun like a god of death. The more Qingyun tasted the medicine pot, the more cold air he felt on Yan Siyuan's body.

He wanted to test the medicine for Qingyun, but he couldn't. He was not convinced. He could only ask Qingyun to try it in person. At this time, Yan Siyuan's powerlessness reached its peak.

Until Qingyun tried all the medicine stoves along the way and said loudly: "There is nothing wrong with these medicines, you can use them with confidence."

There was no emotion in her tone. The refugees had been watching Qingyun when she came out. They saw with their own eyes that she tried all the medicine stoves from beginning to end, but no one made a sound.