Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

At night, the evening clouds converge.

After being forcibly carried to the imperial physician's pavilion by Ling Shi, Yan Ce had no choice but to obediently lie on the bed wrapped in two or three layers of thick quilts, obediently squinting and half asleep.

The Imperial Physician Order and the attendants were talking in a low voice. Yan Ce, who was unconscious, could only hear the sound, but couldn't understand what they were talking about. His forehead was getting hotter and hotter, and he couldn't see the meaning of automatically reducing the fever at all.

But soon, Ling Shi walked into the attic with the dark soup in one hand, Yan Ce opened his eyes with difficulty, turned his head and saw the dark stuff in the bowl, his face became extremely ugly.

The students of the Imperial Physician Ling respectfully saluted Ling Shi, and at the same time planned to take over the chores of feeding medicine.

however.

The woman at the door jumped over the students, whispered a few words to the imperial physician Ling, and temporarily drove the imperial physician Ling and the unrelated people out of the room.

Ten seconds later, the Taiyi Pavilion returned to silence.

next moment.

The indifferent female voice echoed in the room.

"Alive?"

"nonsense……"

When the voice of the poisoned perpetrator came to Yan Ce's ears, the young man's pale expression became even weaker. Facing the overwhelming indifference, he was obviously a little flustered.

Warm medicinal soup was delivered to his mouth.

"Can you stop drinking...well, I'm talking nonsense."

If he dares not to drink, Miss Lingshi will definitely smash the medicine in his face with murderous intent, he is convinced of this, Yan Ce sighed, opened his mouth, bit the edge of the bowl and poured the medicine soup into his mouth inside.

In the next second, his expression distorted as if he drank a kind of "drinking glutinous rice soaked in Huoxiang Zhengqi water fermented in Banlangen". The boy obviously couldn't completely control the amount and frequency of swallowing, and the highly irritating medicinal soup was accidentally sent into the trachea, choking him all of a sudden.

"Ouch! Sorry, I... didn't mean it."

After the lingering sound fell, Yan Ce coughed heavily.

"..."

Standing in front of the boy, Miss Lingshi looked at the back of her hand that was stained by Yan Ce, her indifferent eyes were now bitingly cold, as if she was looking at garbage that could not take care of herself.

Yan Ce thought she would simply punch him into an idiot, but after a long silence, she put the bowl on the table, and in the process "accidentally" broke off a fingernail at the corner of the pottery bowl The size of the circular notch.

Open your palms, and what falls from your palms are fragments of pottery bowls that have returned to nature in the form of dust.

Seeing the woman's out-of-control reaction, he pondered for a moment, Yan Ce has a close to 99.9% chance of being poisoned by Miss Lingshi, but to his surprise, Miss Lingshi didn't say anything unnecessary.

"I'm going to get the spoon."

Even though he was in a bad mood, he acted in an elegant and efficient manner as always. He opened several medicine cabinets and took out a silver spoon for the test medicine.

"If you spit it out again, you will die."

After she finished warning indifferently, she carefully controlled the end of the spoon and stirred it a few times in the bowl, scooped out a small spoon and handed it to the corner of his lips. Seeing Yan Ce's expression of "Damn it", she sneered and said, "Don't worry." It's a matter of dignity, because you are just a piece of moving garbage in the eyes of the minister. Besides, there is no one else in this room, and Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess doesn't have to think about being shy."

The silver spoon, whose temperature was close to human body temperature, was forcefully stuffed into Yan Ce's mouth. It seemed that considering his ability to accept, he didn't scoop up too much in the first bite.

"I thought you would simply kill me just now." Yan Ce gradually relaxed his tense nerves and said casually.

The hand holding the spoon froze for a moment.

Miss Ling, who was in charge of the internal affairs of the royal court, was silent for a while, and after a little thought, a touching smile appeared on her delicate face.

It is obviously a pretty face, but it reveals a demon-like terror.

Yan Ce immediately sensed the woman's sinister intent, "Look at your expression... I guessed right?"

"Please rest assured, Your Highness Ce."

"I'm applying for someone else to give me medicine now, is it possible?"

"If you want to die, I don't mind." Her smile only lasted for a short moment, and then turned into an indifference of ancient well, and said, "I don't guarantee that everyone in the royal court expects you to live, but I can guarantee that you will die." Quite a few people in the royal court want you to die, if you are willing to die at the hands of others, I will naturally not stop you."

The woman's icy voice revealed a strong and almost substantive disgust, and she said impatiently: "I just don't want you to die during my working hours."

"There's still half a bowl left, open your mouth."

"what--"

The spoon was impolitely thrust into the boy's mouth.

Yan Ce gradually got used to the indescribable strange smell, with the spoon in his mouth, he licked off the small half of the spoon.

"I haven't caused trouble before." Yan Ce straightened his upper body feebly and asked in confusion, "Even if you bully others, you are ordered to bully. Besides you, a slut, why would anyone want to kill me?"

"As the helper of Mr. Fusu, there are of course many courtiers in the court who are dissatisfied with the crown prince and want you to die. Fusu is in the position of not being a conservative party. It is very likely that he will rebuild the system one day when he ascends the throne." She was not in a hurry to let Yan Ce finish drinking, and continued to stir, "People who are used to lying down, who would want to stand up again?"

"The minister is in charge of all affairs, even if the servants in the inner court are selected by the minister, it is impossible for the minister to know whether they are clean or not. If there are assassins who have the patience to lurk for four or five years, how would I know? I can only say the best. Probably guaranteed to be clean."

She blew on the spoonful of medicine, put it into his mouth, admired the young man's troubled look, and said, "That's why Mr. Ce couldn't afford to be seriously ill, and died after eating poisonous weeds by mistake. Do you like this reason?"

"It's okay...I mainly want to ask, there should be no poison in the bowl."

Yan Ce frowned, his confusion improved a little, and his expression became more and more strange when he looked at the female Tyrannosaurus that might explode every moment.

"This Imperial Physician Order is a good old man. A loyal elder who has been in this position for more than [-] years will not poison you."

The Imperial Physician Order and the Attendant Physician are both old people, and they are about to retire. There is nothing wrong with accepting students to teach them. The transfer of personnel in the Imperial Physician Pavilion is not the responsibility of Ling Shi. The point of understanding.