Last night's assassination, if my guess is correct, was carried out by Xiao Weijing's brothers.
I remember that he seemed to have nineteen brothers, some were dead, some were crazy, some were useless. If the male protagonist's halo was not so great, Xiao Weijing would probably kill them all. Who is the unlucky guy who will die this time?
Just after returning to the abandoned courtyard, Butler Zhou personally delivered the ingredients. His attitude changed completely, and he said respectfully and politely: "Princess, I sent today's ingredients. They are all the best and freshest. If there is anything missing, , just ask Zhuqing to come and get it."
Today is different from the past, and Shen Ning was ashamed of him, "Steward Zhou, could it be that the sun is out in the west, and you would actually deliver food to my poor yard?"
"Isn't this the whole government under martial law? The ingredients are all going to the big kitchen." Butler Zhou said with a smile on his face, "Princess, please rest assured, I will have someone come over on time from your side."
Who can be a housekeeper is someone who doesn't look at people from all sides and prepare dishes. Shen Ning's smile didn't reach her eyes, "Then you have to take care of it enough, otherwise the prince will be hungry and whose fault will it be?"
"That's what the princess said." Butler Zhou nodded and bowed, "Do you think there will be more people in the courtyard?"
"No need, there are already enough freeloaders."
Butler Zhou pretended not to understand and withdrew from the conversation.
As soon as she entered the house, Chujiu and Eleven stared at her, looking like two pitiful dogs.
Shen Ning said angrily: "Don't worry, your master is very tough. Even if you die, he will not die."
Just wake up when it's time to wake up, there's nothing to worry about.
If only it were so easy to belch farts, it's a pity that the villains always survive until the end.
The two of them have long been accustomed to her bad attitude. After all, the princess has a sharp mouth, and they are indeed a little selfish to leave the prince here without making any decisions.
However, the imperial doctors in the palace cannot be trusted, and the doctors in the He family have their own reputations. In comparison, the princess is more trustworthy.
Around noon, Xiao Weijing opened his eyes and stared at the unfamiliar and simple room. The pain in his arm made him gradually regain his memory.
On the ninth day of the lunar month, I was pleasantly surprised, "My lord, you finally woke up."
Xiao Weijing sat up, his eyes flashed with seriousness, "Who sent the assassin?"
I deliberately kept him alive last night, and the secret guards have traced the clues clearly, "King Li."
Chujiu asked for instructions: "Do you want to take action?"
It was actually him again? Repeatedly over and over again.
"Is it possible to keep it for the Dragon Boat Festival?" Xiao Weijing looked solemn and said, "King Li is very sensual. You should do it in a secret way, so there is no need to see blood."
On the ninth day of the lunar month, he understood the idea, "My subordinates will arrange it."
Xiao Weijing paused and suddenly asked: "How did I stop last night?"
His illness became more and more serious, and he couldn't control the attacks at all, and his memory was blurred.
This confused Chujiu. The prince used to exhaust his inner strength, but that didn't seem to be the case last night. He almost sent him to the west with Eleven.
He recalled it carefully again and again, and his expression suddenly froze, "It seems that the princess stabbed the prince with a needle."
At that time, the light was dark and the place was messy. Chu Jiu could not see clearly. He only saw the princess rushing up and raising her hands a few times, and the prince suddenly fell into a coma.
Xiao Weijing had a little luck, but her lungs were seriously injured, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Chujiu was frightened and hurriedly went to invite Shen Ning.
Shen Ning didn't blink, "Your master chops people like meat. When he got sick, he lost control of his internal energy. He went crazy and hurt his lungs. It would be weird if he didn't vomit blood."
That's not what Chujiu wanted to hear, "Is there any way to cure it?"
"Everything is fate, it depends on his fate." Shen Ning shrugged innocently, "I have little talent and little knowledge, so I can't help you."
Chujiu stared at her closely, as if he wanted to explore the clues, "Your Majesty invites you."
Shen Ning lingered for a long time, unwilling to enter the room, "My lord, what are you doing?"
Xiao Weijing looked serious, "Do you know medical skills?"
Shen Ning said perfunctorily, "As long as you are brave, you can learn nothing."
Xiao Weijing frowned, "How do you know how to suture?" And your movements are so skillful.
"There were some vicious dogs in Zhuangzi. When they saw that I was ugly, they chased and bit them. When I got angry, I disemboweled them and then sewed them up with needles. The more you sew, the more practice makes perfect."
Xiao Weijing was speechless, "So you dare to sew it for me?" This woman pointed at Sang and scolded Huai!
"I don't want to either, but He Qixuan is a quack doctor who doesn't even know how to stop the most basic bleeding and wants to burn the prince with a soldering iron.
Chujiu put a sword to my neck and begged me to save you, but I could only kill a horse and become a living horse doctor. Who knew that the prince was really lucky."
Xiao Weijing snorted coldly, "Do you really want me to die?"
Not to mention that the Lord of Hell did not dare to accept his life, even if he died, it would not do her any good. The childless princess could only be buried as a sacrifice, but the dog thief Shen Huairen would never tell her about this chess piece.
The reason why she knew suturing was too far-fetched, and Xiao Weijing didn't believe it. However, according to Chujiu's investigation, she did commit cruelty when she went crazy.
I thought I was marrying a salt-free straw bag, but unexpectedly it turned out to be even more difficult to see through.
Hiding deeply, right? It doesn't matter, he will take off her mask layer by layer.
"Your Majesty's life is hanging by a thread, and I rescued him regardless of past suspicions." Shen Ning didn't want to argue with her medical skills, so she suddenly asked, "For the sake of saving your life, your Majesty, can you give me a copy of the letter of divorce?"
She didn't say it was okay. Xiao Weijing began to settle the score, "I was injured to save you."
"Your Majesty, what you said is wrong. The assassin is here for you. If you had not come to the Abandoned Courtyard, not even a hair on my head would have fallen out. So, you are responsible for all my disasters."
When it comes to settling accounts, Shen Ning is not afraid, "Besides, when did you get amnesia and forget how many times you tried to kill me last night?"
Kill her? She dares to say anything with her mouth. If he really wants to kill her, how can he risk his life to save her?
Shen Ning reminded: "Pinch my chin and want to slap me to death. This is not done by you, my lord. Could it be done by ghosts?"
"Really?" Xiao Weijing asked back, "If you hadn't refused to return the IOU, I would have come to find you? As for pinching you and beating you, I didn't know anything about my illness at the time."
Shen Ning was shocked by his shamelessness, it was so shameless.
No wonder the virtues of Chu Ninth and Eleventh were originally learned from him.
"You seem to have stabbed me." Xiao Weijing said shockingly, "Assassinating the emperor's heir will kill all nine clans."
Shen Ning was shocked, "You intended to kill me, so I fought back out of instinct."
Xiao Weijing was confident, "Do you think Dali Temple trusts you or me?"
She was wrong, she should have stabbed him to death last night.
"It would be great if I don't punish you Nine Clan, but you still want to reconcile with Li Shu?" Xiao Weijing's voice was threatening, and she said: "This time the matter is not over yet, if you want to be sensible, just wake it up instead of kicking my nose in the face. .”
Shen Ning decisively greeted his eighteenth generation ancestors.
"Bring me the IOU." Thinking of that damn IOU, his temper grew again.