The killer concubine of the sick prince

However, all the people present were not surprised by this sentence, obviously agreeing with Zhao Ruixi's statement.

Even the fifth prince cannot deny it, because their father is indeed such a person.

When Empress Su died ten years ago, she couldn't resist the remonstrance of the minister, so she seized the title, expelled Zhao Ruixi from the palace, and also took away the identity of Zhao Wenyu's eldest princess.But when Kedu really had an army approaching the city, he even pushed Zhao Wenyu back to her status as the eldest princess and pushed her out for a marriage.

Zhao Wenyu was only 14 years old at that time.

And now, the visiting Prince Keduzhen is already in his twenties, how is their sister doing now?Is it okay?

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Zhao Ruixi's detoxification has reached a critical stage, and these few days have been hard to endure, and even Feng Zhiyan beat him when there was a quarrel.

The only thing that can't hit Jiang Jiuyi, the sweet smell on the boy's body is like a drug that makes him addicted, he can't leave Jiang Jiuyi's side for almost a moment.

Not long after sending away the fifth prince Zhao Ruiyi and Jiang Jiuning, the poison on Zhao Ruixi's body broke out again.

It was the last few days of detoxification, these few days Feng Zhiyan was at the mansion so that he could check Zhao Ruixi's condition at any time.

After holding on to send the two away, Zhao Ruixi's forehead was soaked in cold sweat instantly, and his teeth were trembling.

Jiang Jiuyi immediately said loudly: "Changsheng! Call Doctor Feng!"

But Zhao Ruixi's Gu poison attack this time was more violent than the previous ones, his eyes were red, and he was babbling indistinctly.

At the moment, Jiang Jiuyi didn't care about other things, and directly cut her palm with the knife on the table, and the dark red blood dripped down, and all of it fell into Zhao Ruixi's mouth.

Zhao Ruixi held him tightly in his arms like a trapped animal, and Jiang Jiuyi was the only antidote for him to regain his sanity.

Jiang Jiuyi didn't seem to feel the pain, she let Zhao Ruixi's arms get tighter and tighter, and her hands gently ran through his hair, revealing a silent tenderness.

There was a noise from outside, Jiang Jiuyi immediately pushed Zhao Ruixi away and put his palms behind his back, "Mr. Feng, his Gu poison has flared up again."

Zhao Ruixi was now lying on the couch with a pale face and a little blood on the corner of his lips. Seeing this, Feng Zhiyan immediately began to give needles.

He originally thought that Zhao Ruixi's situation was dangerous, but he didn't expect that the Gu worms in his body had calmed down at this time, such discomfort was just the result of leftover poison.

"Mr. Feng, when will he recover?"

"If it wasn't because of the anger that caused the true qi to go retrograde, after another seven days and everything is ready, he can completely remove the poison, but now—"

Feng Zhiyan's expression was solemn, even if he was a well-known wind doctor in the Jianghu, he was helpless against the poison from Miaojiang.

Being able to use this method of continuously weakening and finally cutting the grass and roots is already a height that ordinary people can hardly achieve.

However, Jiang Jiuyi already had a plan in mind. If Zhao Ruixi's health is not good, the Prince Xi's mansion will not be peaceful. Let alone those courtiers who spy all day long, even the assassination will be wave after wave.

The principle of killing you while you are sick can be said to be brought into full play in Zhao Ruixi.

Similarly, because Zhao Ruixi had been assassinated too many times and had so many enemies, Dali Temple would not accept the assassination case of Prince Xi's Mansion at all. Every time he went there, it was only registered and recorded. Let's go.

It can be seen from the attitude of the officials of the DPRK and China towards Zhao Ruixi, that there is more than courtesy but not enough respect.

"How long will it take?" Jiang Jiuyi asked. After all, people are not made of iron. They guard Zhao Ruixi every day like an eagle to prevent him from being assassinated. The gods are about to lose their temper.

"Ten days."

Jiang Jiuyi counted on her fingers, ten days, which happened to be the day of the Waking of Insects.

"Okay, ten days then."

Feng Zhiyan went back to the small pharmacy to dispense medicine for Zhao Ruixi. Jiang Jiuyi saw that there was no one around, and was about to inject some blood to let Zhao Ruixi recover quickly. There were too many things these days, and Zhao Ruixi's dark forces began to ask him to deal with the matter .

However, as soon as he raised his hand, the person on the couch opened his eyes.

There was obvious anger in those deep pupils, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Jiuyi turned a deaf ear to Zhao Ruixi's anger, and lay down relying on others, and now that she couldn't use her inner strength and had no strength, she directly opened Zhao Ruixi's mouth and poured blood into it.

Zhao Ruixi didn't want to drink it, but Jiang Jiuyi's blood was too precious to be wasted.

Jiang Jiuyi ignored Zhao Ruixi's angry eyes, and kept feeding the blood from her palm to his mouth.

Jiang Jiuyi's wound healed quickly, and the bleeding soon stopped. Seeing that Zhao Ruixi's face was still not looking well, he was about to do it again, but he didn't expect Zhao Ruixi, who had just recovered his sanity, to get up and beat him with the dagger in his hand. fly.

Jiang Jiuyi was puzzled, "Why don't you drink?"

"This king will never get better in this way."

Jiang Jiuyi looked at Zhao Ruixi with eyes as if looking at a fool, and suddenly realized, "You don't want to work?"

"What does this have to do with work?" Zhao Ruixi said angrily.

"In the past few days, your subordinates have already sent information to me." Jiang Jiuyi said expressionlessly.

Zhao Ruixi obviously didn't expect his subordinates to do such a silly thing, and his expression was complicated for a while.He had indeed never avoided Jiang Jiuyi when dealing with information before, but he never expected that he would be so bold as to hand over the matter to Jiang Jiuyi.

"How long have I been unconscious."

Jiang Jiuyi looked at the sky, "Not long, not even half an hour."

With that said, Jiang Jiuyi poked the sullen Zhao Ruixi, "Get well soon."

Zhao Ruixi naturally knew that every time he had an attack of Gu poison, it was as if he lost half his life, but these days, although the attack was still fierce, it never endangered his life.The sweet taste in his mouth and the aroma lingering in his mouth made him finally understand that the medicine that has become easier to drink these days is not Feng Zhiyan showing mercy, but Jiang Jiuyi adding his own blood into the medicine.

But this person is for himself, so no matter how angry he is, he can only be angry with himself.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Jiang Jiuyi nodded. With his recovery ability, he could make up for it with just a few meals in a few days, so it wasn't a problem at all.

But in the eyes of Zhao Ruixi, this is obviously a big deal. He held Jiang Jiuyi's hand, his eyes were obviously moved, "I will give you whatever you want."

Jiang Jiuyi's eyes lit up, "Really—uh!"

However, before he could finish speaking, someone conveyed his deep affection with lips and tongues. The moment they touched each other, it seemed that even the soul trembled.

As a sensual hedonist, Jiang Jiuyi was immersed in it, and even felt that it would be good to come a few more times.

And Zhao Ruixi suppressed the roaring possessive desire in his heart, turned all the uncontrollable into deep affection, even if he died, he was willing.