"Okay. Leave this to me." Huang Chenling agreed without hesitation.
"This bottle of poison was prepared by my adoptive father." Wang Xiulin took out a small bottle from the hidden compartment of his sleeve and handed it to him.
"Yes." Huang Chenling took it casually and put it into the secret compartment of her clothes.
Yan Ruocheng fell asleep and slept until dusk. She opened her eyes in a daze, and Huan next to her was still sleeping soundly. She rubbed her eyes, yawned and got out of bed quietly.
Then reach out and touch his forehead to see if there is any residual fever.
His body temperature is normal, his fever has gone down, and he is sleeping quite peacefully.
She could retire after her success, pick up the medicine box, and go out quietly without disturbing his rest.
After coming out of Huan's room, she stretched and looked around. As soon as she found Wang Xiulin, she would immediately dodge. The whole yard was quiet, with only a few guards patrolling.
She went to find Huang Fengmo, because she estimated that he would be lying in the side room when it was time to change the dressing.
Arriving at the door of the wing, she asked, "Your Highness, are you there?" She knocked on the door.
A big hand stretched out from inside, quickly pulled her in, and immediately closed the door.
"Your Highness?"
"You just came now, hiss..."
His face was not very good, there was cold sweat on his forehead, and he pressed Yan Ruocheng behind the door.
She reached out and flicked the affected area of his lower body without any scruples, "Ouch!" Huang Fengmo suddenly jumped a few times in pain, his movements were a bit funny.
"Your Highness, let me help you go over and change the dressing." She snickered and said.
"Hiss... you are getting more and more presumptuous now..." Huang Fengmo said dotingly, not angry at all.
"Hehe, it's all because of His Highness's habit of pampering you." She said coaxingly.
"Naughty kid!" Huang Fengmo chuckled and hugged her tighter.
Hold him beside the bed, fold the quilt into several folds, and let him sit down gently to reduce the pressure on the affected area.
"Your Highness, I'm going to change the dressing for a while. It might hurt. Do you need to bite the white cloth roll?" Yan Ruocheng took out the white cloth roll from the medicine box, pointed at his affected area, and asked remindingly.
Huang Fengmo shook his head and said: "No need, the dressing should be changed quickly, there is no need to bother."
"Well, just bear with it." She went over and knelt down, reached in to help him untie the knot in his shin coat, and gently helped him pull it off.
When it was scratched across the affected area, Huang Feng Mo shivered slightly due to the sting.
"Your Highness, hold back the pain, I'm going to untie the white cloth strips." She reminded again.
"Well, you're ready." Huang Fengmo nodded and motioned for her to continue.
She tried her best to gently pull the white cloth strips around, and then the white cloth strips were loosened. The affected area lost its support and suddenly collapsed. She looked at it and found that it was obviously half swollen than before. It was probably due to the anti-swelling medicine.
Because this position is moved less, it has the opposite effect.
"Your Highness, before changing the dressing, I need to move it, otherwise the medicine will be useless." She raised her head and said.
"Exercise some exercise?" Huang Fengmo was a little confused.
"Yes, just like this, just pull it a little." After she finished speaking, she directly pulled the affected area.
"Ah——!" Huang Fengmo yelled out in pain like a pig, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Hey, Your Highness, you'd better bite the white cloth roll, otherwise if you do it too many times, your voice will become hoarse and my ears will ring in the ears." Yan Ruozhen took the white cloth roll back to him.
Huang Fengmo just refused to use it, and said bravely: "I don't need it. Last time I was tied up by you, you almost killed me, and it was too ugly. I don't want it! You can do it as you like, anyway, I won't shout
Just come out."
Yan Ruocheng held her forehead. It would be strange if he didn't yell. She cut off the white cloth strips and plugged her ears.
"Your Highness, you are sure you don't need to."
"Need not."
"Then it's better to use stun powder."
"you dare!"
"..."
He insisted on this, so she had no choice but to comply.
Soon, Huang Fengmo's ghostly screams kept coming from the side room.
Even Huang Chenling and Wang Xiulin, who had just returned, heard it. Wang Xiulin asked curiously: "Brother Fengmo, what's wrong with him? He shouted so loudly."
"I guess he's treating his foot injury. His foot was injured by a trap. Leave him alone and let's go have a meal." Huang Chenling explained casually.
"That ghost doctor is here too." Wang Xiulin's immediate reaction was to think of Yan Ruocheng.
"She is his special medical servant, so of course she is here." Huang Chenling knew what she was thinking, so he pretended to be nonchalant.
Wang Xiulin curled his lips in displeasure and pretended to be nonchalant and said: "By the way, brother Chen Ling, why don't we go out to eat. This place is famous for its hot springs. You can eat while soaking in the hot springs. Don't be bored and eat here."
Huang Chenling didn't want to go out to eat at all. Today, she and Yan Ruocheng played the Zhougong ceremony wildly. After exercising for several hours, his waist was also sore, but he just kept his face and didn't say it.
"No, I'm tired today, so I'd better eat here. Why don't you go out and have some fun by yourself? I'll send my guards to follow you." He shook his head and said.
Wang Xiulin puffed up his cheeks and said with disapproval: "Brother Chenling, I want to have dinner while soaking in the hot springs. It's just right if you are tired. After soaking in the hot springs, all fatigue will be gone."
"If you want to take a bath in the hot springs, there are them in the mansion here, so you don't have to go to crowded places." Huang Chenling said in a calm manner.
"But, I want to hang out with you." Wang Xiulin pouted, pretending to be cute starry eyes, and said to him coquettishly.
"No need to talk." Huang Chenling refused directly and turned around to leave.
Wang Xiulin kept pulling him to act coquettishly until the end, never ending.
At night, Huang Chenling used the excuse of going to the toilet to finally get rid of Wang Xiulin, and he walked in the deserted backyard corridor.
Yan Ruocheng happened to be in the pavilion in front, holding a pestle and pounding medicinal materials with a pounding tube. The light of the candle over there was a little dim. If he hadn't paid attention, he wouldn't have noticed her.
"Isn't this guy tired? He is so diligent, so late, and still making medicine." He shook his head, vomited at her, and slowly walked in her direction.
"Oh, I'm so exhausted! Why don't I have enough medicinal powder? If I had known, I would have brought more." Yan Ruozhen is not as diligent as he said, but she has used up all the useful medicinal powder and has to
I'm making medicine myself.
She had only made three kinds of medicine, and she still needed ten more.
My hands were sore from pounding it, so I stopped, picked up a leftover vegetable bun, took a bite, ate some and then pounded it slowly.
The buns were a bit dry and easy to stick to the throat. She forgot and brought tea.
However, Huang Chenling walked behind her with her hands and feet, intending to imitate her in committing suicide. She grabbed her shoulder with her big hand and shouted: "Wow!"
Yan Ruozhen was so frightened that the bun in her mouth got stuck in her throat, and if it happened to block her airway, she would be unable to breathe and her face would turn purple.
She fainted and fell on Huang Chenling, "Hey! How are you? Don't scare me!" He helped her in a panic.
"Ah...ah..." She used her last strength to show him with gesticulating gestures that her throat was stuck and she was about to die.
Seeing this, Huang Chenling hugged her from behind, put his hands on her abdomen, made fists with both hands, and kept squeezing her abdomen inwards and upwards with his fists, beating and squeezing many times rapidly.
"Poof!" Yan Ruozhen finally spit out the bun stuck in her throat. She fell into Huang Chenling's hand and leaned against him weakly.
Huang Chenling helped her sit down on a bench aside and asked, "How are you? Are you feeling better?"
"The villain almost died on a vegetable bun..." she said weakly.
"How do you eat? You can get stuck even if you eat a steamed bun. It's true." He said it as if the thing that scared her just now had nothing to do with him.
Yan Ruocheng pinched the back of his hand, sat up, and said in a serious tone: "Second Prince, why did you come out from behind to scare people just now for no reason? Do you know that it is easy to scare people to death? Besides, it's not good for the heart.
People are very dangerous."
"Learn from you. You do this often, and you still have the nerve to talk to me." Huang Chenling said without admitting her mistake.
"I haven't done this for a long time recently. I can't shout as loudly as you. I can only shout in a low voice! It won't scare anyone at all!" she said angrily.
"Ugh!" Huang Chenling picked up the remaining buns she had just put down and stuffed her mouth.
"It's so noisy. I'm just scaring you, but you're trying to scold me, no matter how big or small!" He was the first to complain.
"What kind of medicine are you pounding? Is it another medicinal powder for treating people?" Huang Chenling walked over boredly, picked up the pestle, and pounded the medicinal materials a few times.
"No, it's trauma medicine powder for the eldest prince. The villain's medicine box is not enough, so I have to pound some out." She explained while continuing to eat the buns.
"Aren't you tired of making so much more?" Huang Chenling looked at the pile of medicinal materials on the table and asked.
"I'm tired. Second Prince, please help the villain first." She said deliberately.
"My hands hurt and I have no strength. You can do it slowly by yourself." He refused.
"Then what are you doing here?" she asked boringly, sitting on the other side.
"Let's see what you're doing." He also sat down, holding his chin, watching her eating the buns. Seeing her face stained with buns, he reached out to help her clean it.
His finger lightly touched her mouth, and she looked towards him. Then, the poison bottle given by Wang Xiulin fell from the secret pocket on his body.
The bottle was extremely brittle and was smashed immediately, leaving white powder all over the floor.
"Uh? What kind of medicinal powder is it from?" Yan Ruocheng reached out curiously, wanting to get some and smell it.
"No!" Huang Chenling nervously grabbed her hanging hand, stood up and pulled her away, away from the white powder on the ground, for fear that if the wind picked up, it would blow on her.
"What kind of medicinal powder is that? Second Prince, are you so nervous?" When she picked up the bun and was about to put it in her mouth, Huang Chenling quickly grabbed it and threw it away.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm afraid you'll be poisoned."
Huang Chenling dragged her further away and checked whether there was any white powder on her body.
"What kind of poison did you get? Those white powders are from poison." She saw that he was acting so strangely as soon as he broke the bottle of white powder, and she directly deduced it.