Abandoned by the best children? I just take out the space

Tu Zhizhi's face changed slightly and her heartbeat suddenly quickened. After a moment she felt something was wrong and immediately glanced at the Eighth Prince.

Seeing that he was staring at her closely, he looked a little doubtful, as if he couldn't make up his mind, and was ready to wait for Jiang Xuan and Wan Shufang to join forces to force her to show her true colors.

Tu Zhizhi's eyes widened, and she said angrily: "I just met Yang Caiwei today, and if Hai Zhong hadn't mentioned Yang Caiwei, I wouldn't have known that the chief of the Miao tribe was called this name."

She reacted, her sharp eyes swept across Haizhong's face inch by inch, her voice full of anger: "Who do you belong to? Why do you treat me like this?"

Hai Zhong saw Tu Zhizhi's distorted face and was at a loss, "Girl, did you listen to what they said?"

When Tu Zhizhi heard this, it felt like a sharp thorn was stuck in her throat, and she could neither swallow it nor spit it out.

She was so angry that her chest was shaking. She pointed at Hai Zhong and wanted to curse him, but she couldn't catch her breath.

"Be patient." Wan Shufang had some doubts about Tu Zhizhi, but seeing how angry she was, she quickly took out a silver needle and pierced the back of her hand so that she could catch her breath.

Xia Feng saw Wan Shufang's actions and was surprised and puzzled.

Tu Zhizhi had just targeted her, so why did she forget about it?

Xia Feng glanced at Tu Zhizhi, who had just come to her senses, and her fingers on her knees couldn't help but move.

The King of Gu in Tu Zhizhi's body was researched by her at great expense. Its function is to stimulate people's emotions and make them irritable and restless.

Tu Zhizhi's mood swings recently are because of it.

However, Tu Zhizhi seemed to think that if he gave her the so-called antidote, she would be fine. Now her emotions were very exposed, and she didn't even have any doubts.

"Wan Shufang, what kind of acupuncture method are you using?" Xia Feng's mind was turning, and she suddenly found that Tu Zhizhi's emotions had calmed down under Wan Shufang's acupuncture method. She couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"This is the Thirteen Needles of Huangquan, which is of the same origin as the Thirteen Needles of Guimen." Wan Shufang keenly noticed that there was something wrong with Xia Feng's eyes, and immediately raised her eyes to glance at her.

Seeing her serious expression, as if she was afraid of her acupuncture skills, Wan Shufang's heart was slightly moved, but she said calmly: "This acupuncture method was taught to me by an imperial physician named Huang, and I haven't mastered it yet."

Xia Feng couldn't describe how she felt, but when she heard the words "comprehensive understanding", she was indeed relieved.

"This Imperial Doctor Huang is really amazing. If my husband were still alive, they would definitely be good friends who could talk about anything."

When Jiang Xuan heard her mention her husband, he couldn't help but think of what the Eighth Prince had just said. He suddenly felt goose bumps all over his body, and he almost couldn't control his emotions.

"Your husband comes from a family of imperial physicians. He should know Imperial Doctor Huang." Wan Shufang hinted.

Xia Feng's face changed slightly: "My husband's surname is Shang, his name is Shang Tianbao. Although he is from a family of imperial doctors, his medical skills are not as good as his father's. So from him on, Shang became an ordinary famous doctor and has nothing to do with those imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital."

Wan Shufang was shocked and surprised when she heard this explanation. "Really? Then why did you marry him?"

When Jiang Xuan heard her ask this, he knew what she meant and immediately smiled and said, "Didn't you marry him because of his medical skills? Why are you saying his medical skills are not very good now? Old Lady Shang, no, it should be Xia Feng, which of your words is true and which is false?"

"She is a complete liar and never tells the truth." Tu Zhizhi recovered, took a deep breath, and then glared at Xia Feng.

Xia Feng didn't care about her words, she just stared at Wan Shufang, but her fingers hanging by her knees made a secret gesture.

Yang Caiwei, who had been keeping her eyes on them, quickly noticed the gesture and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"That's enough." Trying hard to suppress her anger and resentment, Yang Caiwei stood up and said, "I came here today to see the sincerity of the Eighth Prince, not to see your infighting."

Tu Zhizhi was almost choked by these words and she had to lean on Wan Shufang tightly.

But when she thought about the person next to her being Wan Shufang and that she and she didn't get along well, Tu Zhizhi felt very conflicted.

Wan Shufang didn't know what she was thinking. She just looked at Yang Caiwei and saw that she had an ugly expression, as if she wanted to suppress the dispute between them. She immediately frowned.

"Are you helping Tu Zhizhi or the Eighth Prince?" Wan Shufang asked tentatively.

Yang Caiwei felt that she had been humiliated and her face turned blue with anger as she said, "Wan Shufang, you are such a hateful woman! I'm going to kill you."

As she spoke, she took out a gourd from her arms, opened the cork, and wanted to throw it at Wan Shufang.

Wan Shufang didn't expect her to take action, and immediately became alert, but Tu Zhizhi was leaning on her, and there were people on her left and right.

No matter how fast she reacted, she couldn't avoid people.

Seeing that the gourd was about to fall on her, Wan Shufang's heart started beating wildly, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

"Be careful!" At the critical moment, it was the Eighth Prince who used his sleeve to help her brush away the wooden gourd.

A sizzling sound suddenly occurred. It was the sound of the wooden gourd falling to the ground, allowing the poison to flow out of the gourd and corrode the ground.

Wan Shufang lowered her eyes and looked down, and saw that the ground had turned charred and a foul odor was wafting into her nose. She was shocked beyond words.

Is the poison so strong? If it falls on her, won't it make her die miserably?

Wan Shufang's heart tightened. Yang Caiwei really wanted to kill her. This woman was so cruel.

"You want to kill Wan Shufang? Just because she suspects you?" Tu Zhizhi realized it belatedly, and then looked at Yang Caiwei in disbelief.

The eighth prince was also shocked and couldn't help but wonder if his decision was wrong.

He had heard before that Miao girl had a temperamental personality, but he didn't take it seriously.

Now seeing Yang Caiwei using such a vicious venom, he was somewhat worried about his own safety.

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, the Eighth Prince said coldly: "Yang Caiwei, business is not about kindness and righteousness, how can you be so cruel? Is there really something wrong with Mr. Hai that made you kill him to silence him?"

"Who killed someone to silence him? I was just teaching her a lesson, so that she knows what to say and what not to say." Yang Caiwei denied it.

The Eighth Prince didn't believe it, but he had no other way, because the Miao people, like the Gu people, often dealt with various poisons and poisonous insects.

He is not immune to all poisons. If he accidentally offends Yang Caiwei, wouldn't he be poisoned without knowing what's going on?

When the Eighth Prince thought about this, he felt that his decision was a bit hasty.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the regret in his heart, and said calmly: "If that's the case, then you should think carefully about what's going on between us."

Hearing him change the subject, Yang Caiwei felt dissatisfied, but when she thought of the gesture Xia Feng had just made, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

The Gu and Miao tribes have some overlap, so both tribes have a set of specific hand gestures to use with each other in times of crisis.

The gesture Xia Feng made just now was one of them, and Yang Caiwei understood it.

For the sake of benefits, she was willing to lend her a helping hand, but she was unwilling to bow down in front of the Eighth Prince.

"You Han people are cunning." Yang Caiwei pretended to be angry, "Humph, since you are not sincere, then let's forget about it. Haizhong, let's go!"