The county horse is a medicine jar

Hearing what Lin Sishen said, the witch doctor couldn't hide his smug smile anymore, he immediately took out the fire book, intending to light the oil lamp again.

But Mo Zhu would not let him succeed, and he wanted to stop him again, but this time the witch doctor took precautions, and took a few steps back to protect the oil lamp in time. As the flame lit up, a faint white smoke drifted away , into Lin Sishen's mouth and nose.

Lin Sishen's pale and painful complexion gradually eased, and she finally regained her strength after taking two deep breaths. She raised her hand and stopped Mo Zhu who was about to speak to persuade her: "Mo Zhu, bring the oil lamp into the house and send it to the old gentleman. leave."

Seeing Lin Sishen's face gradually getting better, Mo Zhu was anxious and panicked, why didn't the young master understand that there was something strange in this oil lamp, and she wanted to remind Lin Sishen.

"Son..."

But Lin Sishen interrupted her again with an impatient frown, turned his head and scolded in a harsh tone: "Why, you can't even hear me anymore?"

Mo Zhuwen was a little aggrieved, but he had no choice but to silently go forward to take the oil lamp from the witch doctor's hand. Seeing this, the witch doctor was secretly delighted, and deliberately smiled at her mockingly.

Ordinary people would need to use this medicine several times before becoming addicted, but Lin Sishen may be too weak, so he became addicted so quickly, which surprised even the witch doctor.

But besides being secretly happy, the witch doctor still stared at Lin Sishen for a long time. He saw that Lin Sishen's pupils were dilated, his neck veins were slightly protruding, his breath was floating, and there was a little cold sweat on his skin. It was indeed a symptom of addiction. Fake.

Lin Sishen forced himself to stand up, cupped his hands at the witch doctor and said solemnly: "Please also send the message to Your Highness on behalf of the old gentleman. I feel very sorry for the son's misfortune, but the son is the son of the phoenix and the grandson of the dragon, and he must bear it." God blesses you through this calamity, please don't let your highness feel cold."

The witch doctor pretended to be terrified, and hastily leaned over and said, "Master Lin has this intention, and I will definitely convey it to His Highness's ears verbatim."

"Excuse me sir."

Lin Sishen nodded slightly, turned around and spread his hands towards Mo Zhu, and quietly looked at her and said, "Mo Zhu, hurry up and see off the old man."

Mo Zhu was taken aback for a moment, and then she reacted instantly. She put the oil lamp into Lin Sishen's hands pretending to be reluctant, and then sent the witch doctor away with a cold face.

All the way to the door, when the witch doctor stepped out of the hospital, he turned his head and secretly glanced at Lin Sishen who was not far away, just in time to see her staring at the oil lamp like a maniac, and he could get closer and sniff the wafting oil greedily. Seeing the white mist, he left contentedly and hurriedly returned to the Fourth Prince.

As soon as the witch doctor left, Lin Sishen entered the house with Mo Zhu, after closing the door, Mo Zhu hurried towards Lin Sishen, fearing that she would resist, he snatched the oil lamp from her hand without any explanation.

After extinguishing the oil lamp, Mo Zhu put it in front of the door, and quietly opened a gap, allowing the white smoke from the oil lamp to float outside the door.

Lin Sishen stared at the oil lamp for a long time, her face was pale without a trace of blood, she seemed to be enduring extreme pain, she raised her hands and rubbed her temples a little irritatedly, lowered her eyes and murmured, "Mo Zhu, let's all look away." After taking a closer look, I didn't see anything strange about the oil lamp."

Mo Zhu walked to Lin Sishen's side, although Lin Sishen had been pretending to be innocent, but her face couldn't deceive others, and her slightly trembling body couldn't deceive Mo Zhu even more.

Mo Zhu grabbed Lin Sishen's tightly clenched fist, and after forcibly opening her fingertips, he caught a glimpse of a few eye-catching bloodstains on her palm. This was the way Lin Sishen had been patiently forcing himself to wake up.

Mo Zhu lowered her head, tears of remorse and self-reproach flashed in her eyes, she choked up and whispered: "It's all my fault for my servant, I blame my servant for not being good at learning and not seeing the strangeness of the oil lamp, the young master clearly asked this servant to take a closer look..."

"Do not blame you."

Lin Sishen forced her lips into a smile, a layer of cold sweat oozed from her face and neck, and it seemed that there were countless ants and insects crawling inside her body, coming out one by one from the cracks in the bones, gnawing at the flesh and blood recklessly. You can't see the wound, but it is more tormenting than a flesh wound.

And the only way to get some relief is the oil lamp brought by the witch doctor. Just take a deep breath of the white smoke that floats, and all the pain and suffering can be dispelled in an instant.

This kind of tormenting pain was so intense that it made Lin Sishen more and more agitated, to the point where he almost lost his mind.

However, Lin Sishen could still maintain her rationality by relying on a trace of pain in her palm. She forced her lips into a smile, pulled her hand away and gently stroked Mo Zhu's head, and said softly: "I don't blame you, since Shen Xinxun has come all the way from thousands of miles away, please come here." The witch doctor must be sure that you can't guess what kind of poison he gave me."

Seeing that Mo Zhu still hung his head and said nothing, Lin Sishen sighed and said, "Mo Zhu, I was so careless that I thought he wouldn't attack me blatantly. If I blame him, I can only blame myself for being stupid. Conceited, it is not in vain to suffer such a crime."

Hearing what Lin Sishen said, Mo Zhu felt even more unwilling. She grabbed Lin Sishen's hand to check her pulse, frowned and said anxiously: "What kind of poison is this? Why can't I see a flaw."

Saying that, Mo Zhu raised his head and looked at Lin Sishen eagerly again, making gestures to help her up: "My lord, we must not stay here, let's go back to the mansion to find the nanny."

Lin Sishen shook his head with a wry smile, and said angrily: "It's a pity that we are a step late. I'm afraid we won't be able to leave for a while. Smallpox is no different from the plague. No matter whether Ling'er is really infected with smallpox or not, he only spread the news. If you open it, it is equivalent to having a complete excuse to force me to stay here."

Mo Zhu's anxious tears welled up in his eyes: "These lowly tricks they use are hard to guard against. Once the young master stays, who knows what tricks they will come up with to poison the young master."

Lin Sishen cheered up after Wenqiang, she smiled and blinked and said, "Mo Zhu, do you still remember that I asked you to send a letter to the princess?"

Mo Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up instantly: "Princess? Why did the servants forget that there is a princess, but the young master has already informed the princess and asked her to find a reason to let the young master leave?"

"Not really?"

Lin Sishen shook his head, raised his eyes to look at the closed wooden window not far away, and muttered: "I was just a little worried at the time, and I sent the letter to her just in case, and asked her to do whatever it takes tonight. Come see me."

Mo Zhu looked happy, she raised her sleeves and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "The princess is more proficient in medical skills than the slaves, although the slaves can't see what poison they poisoned the young master, maybe the princess can see it."

The two were talking, when suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and someone could vaguely hear loud orders.

"Your Highness has an order. In order to prevent the smallpox from spreading in the mansion, he instructs me to guard every part of the mansion day and night. Even a fly cannot be allowed to miss the gate of the courtyard. Anyone who disobeys the order and trespasses will be killed."

After the voice fell, the sound of footsteps came from all around in an orderly manner, as if it happened to surround the courtyard where Lin Sishen was.

After Mo Zhu listened carefully, through the crack of the door, he saw a few well-trained guards in armor standing in front of the courtyard gate, and there were several teams of people outside the gate patrolling back and forth, which could be said to have blocked Lin Sishen's surroundings.

Mo Zhu gritted her teeth secretly, she turned back to Lin Sishen, and said angrily in a low voice: "My lord, it seems that the Fourth Prince sent so many people to guard the door because he expected that the princess might come to look for him. Why is it to prevent smallpox from spreading in the mansion, he clearly wants to trap the young master."

Lin Sishen covered his lips and coughed a few times, his pale and thin lips twitched slightly, and murmured to himself: "A fly can't miss the gate of the courtyard, I'm afraid they can only ward off flies."

After finishing speaking, Lin Sishen turned his head to look at Mo Zhu, who was full of worry, and said in a firm and resolute tone, "She will come, even if he Shen Xinxun casts a net, she will arrive right at the appointed time."