The silence in the room was broken by a muffled groan.
Feng Yinwan's slender figure trembled, and a large amount of blood poured out of her mouth.
Jiang Rumo stepped forward quickly, his expression solemn.
"Your Highnesses, I'm afraid Princess Mo's poison can't be delayed any longer!"
The only purple ginseng plant had been taken away. Ye Tinglan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his hand and began to send internal energy into Feng Yinwan's body.
Ye Tingyun's expression suddenly changed.
"Third brother! You..."
Ye Tinglan pursed her lips and pressed her palms hard, not letting go at all.
Seeing that he could not be persuaded, Ye Tingyun gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and walked out quickly.
When he came back again, Ye Tinglan was resting by the couch with his eyes closed and his face slightly pale.
Ye Tingyun gave him a worried look and stuffed the medicine bag in her hand into Jiang Rumo's arms.
"Quick, this is the purple ginseng tablet selected from this king's medicine!"
Jiang Rumo was startled and nodded immediately.
With the blessing of Ye Tinglan's inner strength, Feng Yinwan's face looked much better after taking the decoction.
Just as he was about to wake up, pain suddenly came from his chest. Feng Yinwan groaned and opened his eyes to face a touch of ink on Xuan Yi.
"How about it?"
There was an imperceptible concern hidden in Ye Tinglan's eyes.
Feng Yinwan shook her head, her voice slightly hoarse when she spoke.
"Who did it?"
Before she fell into coma, she saw the figure of the man. Although he was far away, he felt vaguely familiar.
Rather, he looked like the man in black he encountered at Qingpu Temple.
"He's from Wuxi Pavilion."
Sure enough!
Feng Yinwan twitched the corners of her lips, and her face suddenly turned cold.
"Are they the same group of people who assassinated Qingpu Temple earlier?"
"Last time, the prince said that my concubine blocked the Queen Mother's disaster, so this time, could it be that she is blocking the arrow for the prince again?"
Ye Tinglan lowered his eyes, raised his thin lips and spit out four words.
"Indeed."
Feng Yin sneered late at night.
"Does the prince want to tell me that all this is a coincidence?"
He was assassinated by the same group of people twice in a row. It is not an exaggeration to say that he was possessed by a declining spirit.
Under the candlelight, her face was still very pale. Ye Tinglan's eyebrows moved slightly, and she subconsciously put away her whole body in a cold manner.
"Then what do you think?"
Feng Yinwan raised her eyes.
"Previously at Qingpu Temple, I only had trouble with Qin Rulian. Apart from her, I really can't think of another person who can be so vicious!"
"Although Ru Lian and you have some issues, she did not do this."
Xiao Bailian alone does not have this ability.
"Might the prince have forgotten about the cakes at Shoukang Palace today?"
The queen claimed that she did not know about the "pregnancy", but Qin Rulian may not be so strict with her words.
Ye Tinglan frowned.
"I have just said that this matter was done by people from Wuxi Pavilion and has nothing to do with Ru Lian."
Feng Yinwan's pretty face suddenly turned cold.
"I have no enmity with the people of Wuxi Pavilion. Why did they assassinate me again and again? According to the prince's words, it was my concubine who was unlucky and there was no one behind the scenes."
"Feng Yinwan!"
Ye Tinglan shouted in a deep voice, with a look of displeasure on his face.
After walking through hell, this woman is still so sharp-tongued and infuriating.
Of course, Feng Yinwan not only irritates people, but also drives them away!
"Your Majesty, please come back. I am injured and need to rest."
After she finished speaking, she rolled her eyes and turned her face away, pretending to sleep.
Ye Tinglanjun's face sank heavily, and he clenched his big palms instantly. Just as he was about to have an attack, the door was suddenly pushed open.
"Third brother, what happened just now? Is that woman awake?"
Ye Tingyun walked in quickly, and before she finished speaking, she saw the unattractive look on her third brother's face, and immediately stopped at her feet.
"What...what happened?"
Ye Tinglan turned to one side and spoke coldly.
"The purple ginseng tablets are not very effective and are not enough to detoxify. Please inform me that the princess is about to be mourned. You can start preparing for the funeral."
"What's next?!"
Ye Tingyun was startled, and her eyes widened when she heard this.
Without waiting for a word, there was a sound on the bed, and the "dying man" Feng Yinwan jumped up directly.
"Ye Tinglan, don't go too far!"
Her beautiful eyes were wide open and bright, and her cheeks were a little rosy from anger. She looked clearly... very energetic!
Ye Tingyun was stunned when he saw his third brother's eyelids lifted slightly.
"Aren't you pretending to be dead?"
Feng Yinwan thought to herself, I will kill you uncle.
He gritted his teeth and glared at me again, "I just said that I need to take a rest and please ask the prince to go out!"
Ye Tinglan narrowed her eyes and said, "Tingyun, get out."
Ye Tingyun:???
During the moment of hesitation, a chill spread over him. Ye Tingyun smiled and immediately turned around and retreated.
He even closed the door thoughtfully.
There was momentary silence in the room.
Ye Tinglan raised his chin slightly and turned his eyes back to the couch calmly.
Feng Yinwan was so angry that he was fuming.
"Please, Your Majesty, come out together!"
Ye Tinglan lifted her thin lips, revealing a hint of sarcasm.
"Feng Yinwan, this is my king's room."
"The bed you sleep on is my king's bed."
Regarding the matter of "mistaking this place as her own yard and driving people away confidently", Feng Yinwan was stunned for only a second, and then changed from embarrassed and guilty to confident.
"My concubine is a patient and is injured. Your hands and feet are intact. Why do you condescend to sleep in the side room?"
Any questions? No questions!
Ye Tinglan looked at her coldly.
"It seems that the poison in your body has indeed been cured."
"poison?"
Feng Yinwan was startled, then realized that there were still a few traces of residual toxins in his body, and his beautiful eyebrows suddenly tightened.
Even if she uses a hidden weapon, she still has to apply poison because she's afraid she won't die!
Before he could curse, Ye Tinglan had already spoken out.
"This poison can only be detoxified with purple ginseng. The people of Wuxi Pavilion have spent a lot of effort just for this."
Feng Yinwan knew about purple ginseng.
It is not an exaggeration to bring the dead back to life.
"The prince said that the people in Wuxi Pavilion worked hard to get this thing, so how could they be so kind as to use it to detoxify my concubine?"
Ye Tinglan glanced at her seriously.
"The whole Jing Dynasty heard that Yun had a purple ginseng in his hand that was rewarded by his father. Now it has been kidnapped by the people from Wuxi Pavilion."
"In order to detoxify you, Tingyun picked out the purple ginseng slices in his medicine."
The purple ginseng tablets in Ye Tingyun’s own medicine?
How can this kid be so kind?
Feng Yinwan's heart froze for a moment, and she decided to postpone the matter of transcending the sutra for another two days.
"Even so, it doesn't mean that this matter has nothing to do with Qin Rulian."
Ye Tinglan glanced at her and said coolly, "Didn't the princess say she wanted to take a rest?"
Feng Yinwan nodded, and under the intimidation of this man's eyes, she lay back down with her quilt close to her face without changing her expression.
"My concubine is severely poisoned and is really not suitable for labor. It's really time to sleep."
This assassin from Wuxi Pavilion is elusive. What if he suddenly pops out to kill her again? This bitch has great martial arts skills, so it is safer to be around him.
Thinking like this, Feng Yinwan immediately spoke up again.
"How can the prince, who is so noble and noble, sleep in a side room?"
She wrapped her body in the quilt, slowly moved inside twice, and looked at Ye Tinglan as a signal.
"I'm thin, I don't occupy a lot of space, my lord, come quickly!"
Let the dog man sleep outside. When the assassin comes, he will be killed first.
Her little brain is simply extremely smart!
Although there was an obvious calculating look in her eyes, this look also made Ye Tinglan's eyes darken.
A gust of wind passed by, and the candle was extinguished.
In the darkness, the coldness on Ye Tinglan's lips quietly melted away, "Okay."