...

This is a very dangerous position. It is round and straight with a slight greenness, and the pink color sways slightly when it trembles. If Zhao Wujiang hadn't discovered it early, I'm afraid this gray-green poisonous line would have spread to his heart silently.

He turned his left hand, and two silver needles appeared in his hand. He slowly pierced the end of the poison line near his heart.

"Um..."

The Moon Worshiping Princess felt the sting and couldn't help but let out a cry. Perhaps she was too charming at the moment, which caused the cry to have a trembling sound.

What Zhao Wujiang has to do is to block the poison from an unknown source in front of the atrium. Otherwise, once the poison enters the atrium, Princess Moon Worshiper may die at any time.

His left hand kept turning over, and silver needles kept appearing and being pricked by him, one needle every two inches, until it pricked the Moon Worshiping Princess's left arm at the elbow joint. Then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he frowned.

Because he realized that the poison was not a simple poison, but more like a poison, a kind of poison that could be controlled by people to gradually and slowly swallow up the essence.

When the poison breaks out, the person who has been poisoned will slowly weaken until he dies, while the person who was poisoned will hide behind the scenes and is naturally difficult to be discovered.

The beautiful eyes of the Moon Worshiping Princess showed Zhao Wujiang's serious look.

She pursed her red lips. Zhao Wujiang's strong and hot breath just now was still lingering around her. The left half of her body could no longer move, but the straight upright figure was still rising and falling, just like her mood at the moment.

Zhao Wujiang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said:

"Wait a minute, it might hurt a little."

Then, he followed the order of inserting the needles and began to pull out the silver needles.

The silver needles were pulled out one by one, and the weakness caused by the sense of separation gradually swept through the body of the Moon Worshiping Princess, and the poison was drawn by the silver needles and flowed back to her left arm.

Zhao Wujiang's cheeks also showed a faint paleness. He took a deep breath and twisted the last silver needle on the left elbow of the Moon Worshiping Princess. Then, when the silver needle was not paying attention, he pulled it out, and the gray-blue blood flowed out.

Suddenly burst out from the last needle eye.

"Uh-huh!"

Severe pain swept through the body of the Moon Worshiping Princess. She couldn't bear it and let out a cry of pain. Zhao Wujiang quickly hugged her delicate body, and she also hugged Zhao Wujiang's broad back tightly.

At the same time, in an inconspicuous corner of Honglu Temple, the clerks were coming and going, busy with what they were doing. Suddenly, a clerk in black stumbled suddenly and almost fell to the ground.

He covered his heart, his eyes were bloodshot and red, and he stared in disbelief in the direction of the Moon Worshiping Princess's boudoir in Pingkang Building. His lips trembled and he murmured softly:

"Where is the master witch doctor who actually removed the poisonous poison that I specially planted for the Moon Worshiping Princess? If you dare to ruin our good deeds, I want you to die!"

In the Pingkang Building, the Moon Worshiping Princess groaned in pain, and her delicate body slowly collapsed.

The Moon Worshiping Princess had passed out. Zhao Wujiang put on her clothes, covered her with a quilt, and then took the silk scarf that had just been soaked in poison.

"Princess!"

There was also a cry of surprise outside the door, and the minister of Honglu Temple broke in.

"Manager Zhao, is the princess okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wujiang's deep voice came:

"She's fine, but something might be wrong with you..."

Qing Honglu Temple's heart skipped a beat.

When she saw the sleeping Moon Worshiping Princess and Zhao Wujiang's pale cheeks, her heart tightened:

"Mr. Zhao...you..."

"The princess is poisoned."

Zhao Wujiang threw the silk scarf on the table and rubbed it with his fingers.

"ah?"

The minister of Honglu Temple was struck by a bolt from the blue, and the princess was poisoned?

Princess Bai Yue was poisoned in Honglu Temple and something went wrong. He, the minister of Honglu Temple, cannot escape the blame. Once she is poisoned and dies... losing her official position is a trivial matter, but the destruction of diplomatic relations between the two countries is the biggest sinner.

"Zhao, Mr. Zhao, didn't you just say that the princess was fine?"

The Minister of Honglu Temple came to the bed. At this moment, Zhao Wujiang was a real colleague in his eyes, and he was no longer called the general manager.

Zhao Wujiang said calmly:

"I have eliminated the poison. But the matter of poisoning..."

"Master Zhao!"

Honglu Temple Minister quickly went to hold Zhao Wujiang's hand and begged in a panic:

"Master Zhao, no, Brother Zhao, I am very grateful to you for removing the poison from the princess's body. I will thank you deeply. But about the princess' poisoning, can you... postpone it for a while before telling the emperor..."

"rest assured."

Zhao Wujiang patted Honglu Temple Qing on the shoulder and said gently:

"The emperor can postpone it, but the matter itself cannot!

You must thoroughly investigate the poison the princess has in your Honglu Temple and block the source!

If anything goes wrong again, the hat of a third-grade official that you have worked hard to wear for many years will fall off.

Even this head will fall off!

If it's more serious, it may affect your wife, children, and children..."

Honglu Temple Minister's liver and gallbladder trembled. He knew that Zhao Wujiang was not alarmist. He was holding Zhao Wujiang's left hand tightly at this moment:

"Brother Zhao, with your superb medical skills, you must have seen some clues, right?

You tell me, brother, I... don't... you can tell me whatever you want."

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were deep, he patted Honglu Temple Minister's trembling hand and said comfortingly:

"Brother Li is a veteran minister in the court, and he has devoted his whole life to the Great Xia. There is no need to do so now. I will tell you everything, don't worry."

The minister of Honglu Temple burst into tears of gratitude and his eyes turned red.

"This poison should have been absorbed into the stomach through food, and then developed into poisonous gas in the body, slowly corroding the princess's body. Fortunately, it was discovered early and has not invaded the heart. Otherwise, it would have been difficult!" Zhao Wujiang said slowly:
Chapter completed!