The killer concubine of the sick prince

"Zhao Ruixi!"

In an instant, the complacent Dong Chenfang, who was still at ease just now, turned pale, and was about to snatch the cast iron key from Zhao Ruixi's hand with a ferocious expression.

But the guards of Prince Xi's Mansion didn't come here to eat, they suppressed Dong Chenfang without Zhao Ruixi's instructions.

"Zhao Ruixi! You villain!"

Zhao Ruixi smiled slightly, and accepted Dong Chenfang's praise, "Then——thank you Mr. Dong for your heart for the people and the public. Since Mr. Dong has such a heart, these vulgar things must be just entanglements."

"By the way, you help Master Dong get rid of all these vulgar things, so don't disturb Master Dong's cultivation."

Zhao Ruixi Shi Shi ran out of the cell, and finally wiped his hands with a handkerchief. He wiped them carefully, one by one, and threw them into the burning fire after rubbing.

He said to the head of the prison in the state capital: "In order to protect Mr. Dong's safety, do you have any opinions on sending more people to the head of the prison?"

Opinion?How dare you have an opinion!

In the past, it was just relying on the fact that Dong Chenfang had not yet completely fallen to act as a dominator, but now even their Master Dong has become a bereaved dog, so how dare they have any opinions?

Zhao Ruixi nodded, cupped his hands and said to the lieutenants under Fang Zongbing who came outside with him: "Then I will trouble all the military masters to send more manpower. After all, Mr. Dong and Mr. Dong from Xidu also have a very close friendship. No one can take the responsibility if there is an accident.”

These people follow Fang Zongbing's lead, and the Fang family doesn't deal with the Dong family very much. Zhao Ruixi's words are also in order, and he doesn't want to commit a life in his hands.

After walking out of the state prison, Zhao Ruixi handed over the key to Dong Chenfang's private treasury to Zongbing Fang. As for Zongbing Fang's plans, that was none of his business.

By the time Zhao Ruixi returned to his tent in Fuxi Village, an hour had passed.

As we get along longer, the Seventh Prince's attitude towards Zhao Ruixi is not as good as before, as if his fourth brother is holding him back, "Where did you go?"

Zhao Ruixi said with a good temper: "I'm bored, let's go for a walk."

Jiang Chonglin put down the file in his hand, "Do you need to pass on the imperial physician?"

"Fourth brother's old problem, the imperial physicians are busy treating patients, and they have to prioritize them." The seventh prince Zhao Ruicheng said with a tense expression.

Jiang Chonglin was a little disgusted with Zhao Ruicheng's undisguised attitude. He was really not interested in the battle between the princes. He and his father Jiang Bingyu belonged to the same virtue. Whoever came to the throne would do his best to support him. Their Jiang family's loyalty is to sit on the throne Your Majesty, these princes who are thousands of miles away from the throne, even if they are fighting to the death, it has nothing to do with him.

Of course, except for Zhao Ruixi, this is his sister's husband, he can be regarded as their Jiang family, as an uncle, he has to protect his brother-in-law.

What's more, Zhao Ruixi has no interest in the throne, and it coincides with the Jiang family's idea of ​​supporting the emperor, so he has to protect it even more.

"Shall I help you find a doctor?" Jiang Chonglin asked in a low voice, Zhao Ruixi's complexion was indeed not very good, and it would be difficult to explain if something went wrong.

"Master Jiang!" Zhao Ruicheng suddenly said loudly: "In the face of the epidemic, the prince should share the joys and sorrows with the common people, otherwise we will not come to rescue the disaster but to add chaos."

Jiang Chonglin didn't speak, and looked at Zhao Ruicheng with scrutiny. The seventh prince's scheme was not as insignificant as he had heard in the rumors.

Zhao Ruixi coughed, "It's okay, I have some medicine here, and it's okay to last for a while. Seventh brother, I'm not in good health, and I'm afraid you will have to work hard in the future."

The Seventh Prince was obviously still young. Although he wanted to look mature and calm, Zhao Ruixi obviously didn't let go of the momentary complacency and slackening in his eyes.

"Fourth brother wants to rest, I'll go for a walk around the tower."

Zhao Ruixi didn't speak, he looked tired, his face was so pale that he could pout at any time, he nodded indiscriminately, and fell asleep on the couch.

After Zhao Ruicheng left, he opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Chonglin who was sitting inside to approve the documents.

"The food problem will be solved." After finishing speaking, without looking at Jiang Chonglin's reaction, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He is really tired, and there are not many pills, so he should take them sparingly.

According to Feng Zhiyan, his state will last for a year, and if he is better, he may be able to recover by the end of this year, but now he is exhausted, and he is afraid that he will not be able to recover in a year.

His body was severely depleted because of that Gu worm, and he got a lot of good things from him, otherwise he wouldn't have been raised as a Gu king as soon as he saw Jiang Jiuyi's blood.

Jiang Jiuyi——

Zhao Ruixi moved and wrapped the blanket around her body tighter.

I can't think about it, I can't control it when I think about it.

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The moment Jiang Jiuyi left from Nanyi Village, Jiang Jiuyi felt like he was alive after a catastrophe, and his aunt Nan Duo was still laughing at him.

Walking out of Nanyizhai Wuli Road, Fang Sanqi still loves him. Nanyizhai is in a mountain depression, but the life of the people in the village is not barren, on the contrary, it is very interesting, which is better than the life in Yaowang Valley. Much more interesting.

Fang Wensheng patted his little sister's reluctantly on the head, "Let's go, there are still people in Xiangzhou waiting for the heroine Sanqi to save her life."

Fang Sanqi yelled happily, and went after Jiang Jiuyi with his small medicine basket on his back.

"Brother Xiaoyi, how long will it take for us to reach Hanyang City?"

"Three days."

Jiang Jiuyi and his party in Nanyi Village finally understood her own background.

He is the son of Nanzhi and Yun Shaocheng. His name is Nanyi. He was born on October 11th in the [-]th year of Mengqing. People took it with them until the news that the war in the Northwest was tense came again.Nanzhi left him in Nanyizhai and went to the battlefield alone. Later, he left a letter and never heard from him again.

There was also a letter for Nan Yi in this letter, but it was a pity that Nan Yi was stolen by Aunt Mei and disappeared for ten years.

Jiang Jiuyi didn't open the letter, but put it close to his body. He had a premonition that his mother was not dead.

After taking care of the affairs of Nanyi Village, he took his men and horses straight to Xiangzhou on the road. It took two days to walk the mountain road out of Shu, and the rest of the road could be reached in one day, but Jiang Jiuyi's heart began to become anxious.

Did Zhao Ruixi take medicine properly, did Zhao Ruixi catch a cold from the wind...

So much so that the person who has always been at the end of the line has now started to rush to the front of the line.Zhao Ruixi's hidden guards could hardly keep up with Jiang Jiuyi's pace.

The admiration these cold-hearted guards had for their little princess was even greater. Such an ability to march quickly would be the best of the best in the army, let alone appearing on a woman.

After crossing the hills, the hilly villages in the distance were already clearly visible, and Jiang Jiuyi walked down the hill like an eagle swooping down from the sky.

Cho Seo Hee...