He turned over and the cloth brocade on his forehead fell aside, and he could only hear him muttering in a low voice: "Why are you asking that too... I didn't go."
"I'm lying, Lan'er told me that Lan'er was also sick. She asked someone to pass on a message and tell me to watch you and don't let you go." Xiling Jinyue looked at him coldly and said.
Upon hearing this, Xiling Jinli was slightly surprised: "Is Lan'er also sick?"
Speaking of this, Xiling Jinyue was really upset. It was originally enough for Hong'er, but now her beloved disciple Lan'er is also sick. Then, even his brother...
"Brother Wang, don't worry too much, there will be a solution. Our Xilun royal family is the birthplace of poison, so how could it be stumped by poison?"
Xiling Jinli took Bu Jin that fell aside, covered her forehead, and grinned at Xiling Jinyue, "Your Highness is so powerful, you will definitely get better. Brother Wang, please relax for the time being.
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Xiling Jinyue sighed lightly, and she has been debugging the formula day and night for days and night. Now it is already blue. Xiling Jinli stretched out her hand and pulled his sleeve and said, "Brother Wang, go and rest, I'm fine,
Let the emperor stop coming, what if it is transmitted to you again? Go and go..."
Seeing that the arrogant and domineering prince of Xilun was so sensible and worried, he couldn't tell what it felt like. He was respected as the King of Fengling. He played the peerless piano sound and could kill people invisibly. He was proficient in poison.
Doctors and medicine can take lives from the hands of the King of Hell, but now, he feels powerless and watches the people around him struggle on the verge of illness...
After all, it was his own fault that he wanted to spread the plague poison in the Great Chu State, but the result was that he was suffering from evil consequences.
After a little time, when Xiling Jinyan walked outside the palace with the porridge, he saw a guard rushing thousands of steps, curtsy and presented a letter.
"What is this?" Xiling Jinyan frowned and said in a deep voice.
"Return to the emperor, it was a secret letter sent by the State of Great Chu." The guard nodded and reported with fear.
Upon hearing this, Xiling Jinyan's face became more and more ugly. He opened the Shuhan and looked at it for a while. His face was very complicated, but he said nothing. He threw the Shuhan to the guard and said coldly: "Take it and burn it."
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"Yes, the emperor."
Seeing the guard leaving, Xiling Jinyan took the wooden carved tray with porridge from the palace servant: "Just give it to me, you can go down."
When Xiling Jinyan walked into Xiling Jinli's palace, he saw that he was sleeping soundly again. Xiling Jinyue was changing the cooler cloth on his forehead.
"Why did I sleep again? I have to get up and eat something."
Xiling Jinyan put the porridge bowl on the round table, and looked at Xiling Jinli, who was frowning tightly while sleeping, with a gloomy expression.
"What's wrong?" Xiling Jinyue asked when she saw that he looked wrong.
"The secret letter has been sent from Da Chu."
Hearing Xiling Jinyan say this, Jinyue couldn't guess whether the arrival of the secret letter was good or bad. At least, there was no turbulence on Xiling Jinyan's face, "They said they could give us antidotes.
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"What about the conditions?" Xiling Jinyue asked. No matter how you think about it, the Great Chu State would not be so boring. They first poisoned and then gave antidotes.
"Signing a permanent peace treaty with them, the two countries will never be allowed to fight." Xiling Jinyan said.