The killer concubine of the sick prince

"Medicine man?"

This is no longer touching Jiang Jiuyi's blind spot of knowledge, it is simply touching his three views.

Does such an unscientific thing as medicine man really exist?Is it the kind of experimental product he wanted to refine medicine and make it invulnerable to all poisons?

During those years of being a killer, he knew that every country secretly had its own genetic and human engineering programs, but in this era, can it really be done just by relying on these herbs?

"Look at your wounds."

Jiang Jiuyi bowed her head as she said, and finally found out what was wrong. He was indeed seriously injured, but now his body was clean without a bloody hole. Although his arm was broken, his leg was broken, and there might even be a bone fracture, but he There is indeed no wound on his body.

"On the night of the fifth day of the lunar new year, when we carried you back, you had wounds on your body. You could see bones all over your body, but now the wounds have healed as before, and soon even the scars will disappear."

"Moreover—the medicine man itself is medicine, blood can detoxify all kinds of poisons, if used properly, it can even life and death human flesh and bones."

"There is no single one in the cultivation of medicine people. This is a secret method that only the saints in Miaojiang can master."

"—But you are from the Central Plains."

Fang Wensheng's words are already very clear, this is a family secret, but now it appears on the body of a foreigner, it doesn't matter if it is well hidden, if it is not well hidden, it will be a disaster.

Jiang Jiuyi's voice was dry, "...I don't know."

Jiang Jiuyi has lived in a muddle for the past 14 years, her memory is even messy, and there are very few things she can remember.

Crazy mother, suffering day after day, these constituted the first 14 years of Jiang Jiuyi's life, but now——he came, and the darkness and obscurity of the past were revealed, and life had a glimmer of light.

What is the identity of Jiang Jiuyi's mother?

There are many doubts in his heart.

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After Fang Wensheng said these words, he didn't bother much, and helped Jiang Jiuyi tuck the corner of the quilt, "It's better to rest, and it's not too late to leave when you recover."

Before Jiang Jiuyi could thank her, she heard a commotion outside.

He heard Sanqi's crisp voice, "Who are you? What are you doing?"

"Following the order of Prince Xi's mansion to search for the whereabouts of the princess."

"Princess?" Fang Sanqi asked suspiciously: "We don't have a concubine here, you can look elsewhere."

The voice from outside was very familiar, Jiang Jiuyi struggled to get up from the bed, and saw through the gap in the window that the person standing in the yard was Changsheng.

The eldest brother of the Fang family hadn't gone out yet, and was watching the movement in the yard warily. Jiang Jiuyi hurriedly said: "The people in the yard are indeed looking for me, please just bring the guard who spoke."

Seeing that Fang Sanqi, who had a violent personality, was about to drive people out, Fang Wensheng stopped his irritable sister, and said to Changsheng, the leader: "Someone told you to go inside."

Changsheng's expression was solemn, he threw the long knife in his hand to the person behind him and was about to enter the house, the guard behind wanted to stop him, "Captain, what if inside—"

Chang Sheng shook his head, "Just wait outside."

The light in the adobe room was dim, and Chang Sheng opened the curtain to walk in cautiously. When he opened the curtain of the back room, he finally saw Jiang Jiuyi lying on the bed with a pale face.

"Prince—princess!"

Seeing Jiang Jiuyi's frail and pale appearance like a piece of paper, the strong man's voice choked up.

Seeing that Jiang Jiuyi couldn't laugh or cry, he waved his hands vigorously, "Get up and talk."

Changsheng wiped away his tears, "Princess, wait here for a while, Changsheng will arrange for someone to take you back to the mansion. The prince is currently looking for your whereabouts in another village, and he will send someone to inform the prince immediately."

Changsheng's words were fast, and he didn't look like he was usually reticent.

Before Jiang Jiuyi could stop him, he saw that Chang Sheng had already rushed out to make arrangements.

Lying on the kang, he couldn't help laughing, feeling a little warm in his heart.

This feeling of being missed—not bad.

Changsheng ran away, and the remaining guards did not dare to come in after Changsheng's order, let alone make trouble outside, so they had to guard the gate of Fang's small courtyard.

Sanqi came in with a basin in his hand, and asked in surprise, "What is your background, young master?"

Jiang Jiuyi also wanted to know who he was, besides being the concubine of Prince Xi's mansion, the concubine of the chief assistant Jiang's family, and the identity of this medicine man—is it a blessing or a curse?

Seeing that Jiang Jiuyi didn't speak, Sanqi didn't care, and continued, "Can you take me to Xidu? I've wanted to go to Xidu for a long time, but my brother wouldn't let me go, saying that the people there are very bad."

"There are good people and there are bad people."

Thirty-seven is not that old, he looks about the same as him, if it is in modern times, the age of [-] or [-] is even in junior high school, isn't it the age of a child?

Sanqi's words were immature, and she worried seriously: "But I can't tell the difference between a good person and a bad person."

Jiang Jiuyi didn't understand Sanqi's doubts, pointed to herself and asked, "Am I a good person or a bad person?"

Sanqi nuzzled, "I think you are a good person, but you may have done bad things elsewhere, so you may also be a bad person."

"There is not only one kind of good person, and there is not only one kind of bad person. I can't tell the difference."

Sanqi's words are very childish, but every sentence makes sense.

Is it a good guy or a bad guy?

Just like Zhao Ruixi, for him, Zhao Ruixi is a pretty good person, but for others, Zhao Ruixi, who has a bad temper and poison, is a bad person, and he still wants to get rid of the bad person quickly.

Thinking of this, he was a little envious of the innocent and innocent Sanqi.

He even hoped that Sanqi could maintain such innocence and simplicity forever.

"It's a good thing not to be able to tell the difference." Jiang Jiuyi said: "It is a very painful process to distinguish between a good person and a bad person."

What he said is correct, just like in the court, who doesn't have his own political stance and attitude, who can really reach a high position, who has never had an ideal of the world?

However, they always have to be swayed by foreign objects...

"Why were you injured?" Sanqi suddenly asked, "Did you get hunted down?"

Sanqi was not surprised at all, and even felt that this was a reasonable and reliable answer.

The fact is true, although the target of those killers in Qingping Mountain is not him, it does not prevent him from becoming a stumbling block for these people to complete their tasks.

In the end, the assassins whose targets were the princes all rushed towards him at first, and even the imperial guards pushed him away with arrows for the prince's safety.

Jiang Jiuyi is not a person who likes to fill his thoughts with thoughts, but this time the Qingping Mountain assassination was full of doubts, so he had to start thinking.

There were five princes present that day, who was the killer's target and who was behind the scenes?

Is it the only eldest prince who is not present, or is it someone who wants to seek opportunities in the chaos?