Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

Yun Qianyou turned around and went back to the house. When he came out again, he had an exquisite box in his hand, and Qiao Nan followed behind him.

"Let's go. Where is he? In the next yard?"

"No, the master is in Prince Sheng's Mansion right now. There should be many spies watching us. We dare not move the master over here."

The ancient people seemed very honest and answered in a proper manner.

"Then let's go."

Under the cover of night, Yun Qianyou and Qiao Nan jumped onto the roof. Gu Feng had heard from Xiuzhu that the two had martial arts skills, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he was still amazed at the two women's lightness skills.

He did not dare to slack off and kept up closely.

Without alarming anyone, Gu Feng led the way and landed directly at the door of Cangyu's bedroom.

Xiuzhu, who was guarding the door, opened it and quickly welcomed Yun Qianyou and Qiao Nan in.

In the sleeping hall.

An old man with white hair and beard was sitting on a chair at the eight-immortals table. He looked tired but was trying hard to hold on.

Sitting opposite them was the Prince Sheng, Sheng Xiaoge, whom they had met before.

When Sheng Xiaoge saw the person coming, he quickly stood up to greet him and bowed.

Although he heard Gu Feng tell him what his cousin said to him before he fell into a coma, he just thought that his cousin was in love with Yun Qianyou and hoped that Yun Qianyou could stay by his side at the last moment. Therefore, when he saw her, his mood became even worse.

The candlelight flickered. Qian You looked and saw the once burly man lying quietly on the large carved bed with a pale face. It seemed that his life was indeed hanging by a thread.

"Qiao Nan, go and guard the door with Xiuzhu. Don't let anyone in to disturb us."

"Yes."

Qiao Nan glanced at the person lying on the bed with a complicated expression, but still listened to Qian You's words and retreated to the door.

"Miss Yun, don't be sad. We are still trying to find a way to treat our cousin. He will be fine."

Sheng Xiaoge stood in front of the bed and spoke to comfort Yun Qianyou. An old sigh was heard from behind him.

Qian You did not pay attention to Sheng Shizi's expression, nor did he bow to him. Instead, he went straight to the big bed and placed his hand on Cang Yu's pulse.

The room was silent for a moment.

Does Yun Qianyou know medical skills?

Did my cousin ask her to treat his illness?

How could he not know that this little girl in the harem knew medical skills? Could her medical skills be better than those of the imperial doctors in the Imperial Medical Bureau?

His mind was completely numb at this moment and he stood there in a daze.

"Take off his clothes."

Yun Qianyou put the box in his hand on the table and took out a set of needle kits and an exquisite small bottle from it.

Yun Qianyou, who was ready, turned around and saw that Prince Sheng had not moved. Only Gu Feng was there, struggling to move the person lying on the bed. He was a little surprised.

"Don't you need to help Gu Feng? This will be faster."

"No, it's not! It's not!"

Sheng Xiaoge concealed his excitement, his hands trembling a little, and quickly helped his cousin take off his clothes.

"Okay, that's enough."

Looking at the man with his muscular chest exposed, Yun Qianyou stopped Sheng Xiaoge who was about to take off his pants.

"Go get some water first and feed him this pill, otherwise he may not be able to withstand the treatment."

Gu Feng acted quickly and immediately handed over a cup of warm water.

Sheng Xiaoge noticed that Yun Qianyou was holding a pill that was glowing dark red.

How could he not know this?

Qianmai Palace auction had sold a pill called Huishen Pill, which was said to have the power to bring the dead back to life. The bid price was over ten thousand gold. It had only appeared twice in the past two years, and both times were a huge rush to buy it. Of course, he didn't get it.

His heart couldn't stop trembling. With this pill, it seemed that his cousin could be saved.

Yun Qianyou gently pinched Cangyu's jaw, put the pill into his mouth, and slowly poured a drop of water along the gap between his lips.

The pill melted in her mouth. She pressed and smoothed it along the bottom of his neck, and saw Cangyu's Adam's apple roll slightly.

Yun Qianyou no longer paid attention to anything else. He picked up the silver needles and inserted them quickly. In a moment, all the major acupuncture points on the upper body were filled with silver needles.

Under the dual effects of the elixir and the silver needle, Cangyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and there were faint signs of waking up.

At this moment, Cangyu seemed to be trapped in a dream.

He was chasing a woman in white, running hard.

He shouted her name loudly.

The woman looked back, smiled, and continued running without stopping.

The style of the woman's clothes was very strange, he had never seen them before.

She was wearing a white slim-fitting outfit, which showed off her slender figure and she ran very rhythmically.

Her long, black, curly hair was tied into a bun by an invisible object, swaying behind her head as she ran.

It was surrounded by green trees and a wide field of shiny black ground not far away. On it were four-wheeled objects running very fast. They were of various shapes and colors, moving at an extremely fast speed, and occasionally making sharp and piercing sounds.

Looking around, there are rows and rows of them, so tall, what are they? They seem to reach the sky, and some of them have large pictures posted on them, some of which are women in revealing clothes, some have strange patterns, and some are colorful and bright things flashing.

His inner strength seemed to be restrained here, and he could only run using his body's instincts.

In a few more steps, he would be running to the woman in white in front of him.

She stopped, waving at him and smiling.

"King Sheng, wake up! Try to open your eyes, wake up!"

The woman's soft voice was right beside his ears.

He was a little excited, and in an instant, a hot current flowed through his body, making him feel warm.

The woman's figure slowly disappeared, and he felt dazed and at a loss as to what to do.

His head was numb and he felt some thoughts turning rapidly, but they were not very clear yet.

He felt a voice in his ear.

Why is it so similar to the voice of the woman in my memory?

His eyelids were unusually heavy, but he tried hard to keep them open for the sake of that sound.

"Cousin, you're awake, you're really awake, that's great! Thank God!"

His consciousness was a little behind and his vision was still a little blurry.

"Your Highness Prince Sheng! Look here, can you see here?"

The familiar voice finally brought him back to consciousness.

His eyes gradually focused and locked onto the white figure.

He stared at it blankly.

The face of the woman who looked back and smiled in the dream gradually overlapped with the woman in front of me.

Is she the woman in the dream?

So who is she?

Where is she from?

"Can you see it? Look here?"

Cangyu looked at the figure he had dreamed of, raised a finger with difficulty, and nodded gently.

"Gu Feng Xiu Zhu, arrange for someone to go to Bei Bo Hou Mansion to report that King Sheng has woken up and ask them not to worry too much."

Sheng Xiaoge looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh.

These past few days, he had been extremely worried and seemed to have been through a near-death experience.

He quickly looked at his grandfather who was sitting on the chair, and seeing that he was crying without knowing it, he knelt at his feet and hugged the old man tightly.

"Although you are awake, your illness is very severe and you will need some time to recover. I will prescribe you a prescription and ask Gu Feng and the others to get the medicine after daybreak. It is estimated that the disease will be cured in seven days, including your old injury."

Yun Qianyou packed up the silver needles and spoke softly.

Gu Feng was so excited that he wanted to kneel down and worship.

They all knew that their master had been shot by an arrow near the heart last time. Although the military doctor saved his life, he was left with a serious illness.

Some time ago, the master was reorganizing the capital's defense camp, and there were signs of illness.

In addition, they had been kneeling for three days and were soaked by the cold wind and rain at night. This time the disease came like a mountain falling on them, extremely dangerous, and they were all worried.