Facing Princess Duan's hatred eyes, Ye Shang had no feeling at all. When Luo Fan came to invite him into the house to treat Prince Duan, he saw the oak octagonal table in the house breaking into piles of broken wood. He seemed to have never seen it and walked around to Prince Duan's bed, helped him take his pulse, and after looking at the color of his eyes, there were some silver needles in his hand, and his hands were as fast as lightning to pierce the silver needles on Prince Duan's head and those important acupoints on Prince Duan's head.

After about a quarter of an hour, Prince Duan's white face gradually returned to blood. Although he had not yet woken up, his whole body looked much better. Luo Fan's face also showed a hint of joy, and his gratitude fell on Ye Shang.

"The poison on his body must be found in the mother Gu, and use the mother Gu to lure out the son Gu in his body. Otherwise, every time I help him suppress it, it will become more powerful next time. Without ten times, his bloodline will burst and die." Ye Shang took back the silver needles and used indifferent words to tell Luo Fan about Prince Duan's current situation.

Luo Fan clenched his fists tightly, a red light flashed in his eyes, a strange color appeared on his elegant and handsome face, his voice became particularly low, and even his tone of speaking became different from usual, "Save him! Aren't you very powerful? I promised to give you three conditions, you must save him. If you can't save him, you can bury him with him-" In the last sentence, Luo Fan almost roared.

Ye Shang saw the pain and struggle on Luo Fan's face, and it seemed that something flashed in his mind in an instant, but it was too fast, and he did not catch it. Even so, his eyes at Luo Fan were not as cold as before, but more exploration, and he did not care about the disrespect in his words. Ye Shang glanced at him coldly and said, "You can give it a try." He was not qualified to ask him to be buried with him!

Looking at the pain and struggle on Luo Fan's face, after a while, he finally calmed down. He looked at Ye Shang with a sorry look and said, "Sorry, Brother Ye, I was too worried about my father just now. His tone of speaking is a bit too extreme. Please don't try to see me like me!"

"Well, there is a 300-year-old blood ginseng in the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion. In a few days, you can find an opportunity to go to the imperial capital to privately ask the Qin Prime Minister to come over. With it, it will help Prince Duan to strengthen his weak body, and he will have a 30% chance of survival." A gleam flashed in Ye Shang's eyes, and his thin lips opened and said lightly.

"Really? Then I will set off to the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion tomorrow to ask for the blood ginseng." 30% sure! This answer has already made Luo Fan very happy, and he wished he would set off to the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion now.

"If you want Prince Duan to die suddenly, you go!" Ye Shang glanced at Luo Fan coldly, and said slowly in his confused and anxious eyes, "The Gu on Prince Duan is from the palace. If you want to find Qin Xiang to ask for blood ginseng, you cannot spread it. Otherwise, once that person uses the mother Gu to activate the son Gu in Prince Duan's body, even the Daluo God will not be able to save him."

The murderer, the man from the Prince's Mansion! Luo Fan was shocked all over, obviously a little unbelievable, but Ye Shang's expression didn't seem to be a joke. Thinking of his father's sudden illness and the arrival of the mysterious seventh young master that day, his heart sank, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"In a few days, it will be the Lantern Festival. In previous years, I would go to the Lantern Festival with my friends. I wonder if Brother Ye can enjoy his face and walk with me?" After a moment, a red light flashed in Luo Fan's eyes, as if he had changed his own person. A bloodthirsty sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Ye Shang and said.

A strange color flashed in Ye Shang's eyes. Could this Luo Fan be...

If it was as he thought, then he would understand why Prince Duan made Luo Fan the prince. If it was really like that, then Prince Duan’s mansion would not be underestimated in the future.

He even doubted whether Qingchen knew something, otherwise she would have seized this opportunity to give him kindness to Prince Duan's Mansion. If that were true, his seemingly gentle and quiet cousin would be terrifying!

Time passed quietly like water, and in the blink of an eye, the Lantern Festival is coming. Every year on the Lantern Festival night, the streets are brightly lit, and countless young men and women go out to the streets to lantern festivals and guess lantern riddles. It’s so lively, and this year is the same!

Feng Qingchen had already told Qin Xinya that she would go to the Lantern Festival together. Qin Xinya was also impatient. She had just had breakfast and came to the general's house to find Feng Qingchen. What made Feng Qingchen frown was that there was another person with her.

"Cousin Xinya, Cousin Xinyue, you came so early. My mother kept saying that she hadn't seen you for a long time. If you knew you were here together, you might be happy!" Feng Qingchen smiled and greeted them and led them to the side hall. Today she wore a concubine-colored skirt, a wide belt with a water-red waist, and an exquisite jade pendant hung around her slender waist. As she walked, she shook left and right, and covered her with a maroon-red small silk jacket with white fox fur. She looked pink and tender, pretty, gentle and a bit playful.

"I may not have seen my aunt for a long time, and I am worried about it. Why don't we go to see my aunt first and go shopping later. Sister Xinyue, how are you okay?" Qin Xinya turned her gaze to her cousin Qin Xinyue, who was a few months older than her. Qin Xinyue is her uncle's concubine daughter. They rarely play together on weekdays, and it is helpless to go out together today. She doesn't want to make any unhappiness, and always respect her more.

Qin Xinyue and Qin Xinya look three or four points at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that Qin Xinya is more beautiful, like a person walking out of the painting, charming and noble in temperament. She wore a water-green skirt and a white silk jacket today, which made her look noble and dignified in temperament. Qin Xinyue was a little more gorgeous than her. Her pair of newlyweds' eyes made her feel unfashionable and confusing. A lilac long skirt and a wide belt outlined her delicate figure and slender waist. She had a charming look in her every move.

The two of them belong to two types of women, and even their tempers are very different. Qin Xinya is lively and pretty, while Qin Xinyue is willful and free, but they are both very eye-catching, making people reluctant to look away.

"I think it's better to go next time. My aunt is pregnant now. It's so inconvenient for us to come here on empty hand. Isn't it better to prepare a generous gift next time to visit me?" Qin Xinyue curled her lips and smiled, and politely declined Qin Xinya's proposal.

Qin Xinya showed a little displeasure on her face. Feng Qingchen, who knew her temperament, certainly would not let her, who was casual, get angry on the spot. She walked over and held her arm as if nothing had happened and said, "Look at my memory, my mother took her servants to the temple to fulfill her wishes early this morning. Before leaving, she said she wanted me to play with Xinya! Cousin Xinyue, you can wait for me for a while, I will go back to the house to clean up, and we will go out to stroll on the street, okay?"

Qin Xinya nodded and said a few words to her, and Qin Xinyue gave her two words, "Hurry up!"
Chapter completed!