Tang Wan'er stared at the person in front of her and closed her eyes after a long time: "I don't want to die."
Hearing these four words, Song Shuwan knew the answer in her heart and nodded with a smile: "Then I will keep you alive and tell me about the poison. I want to find out what is going on with the poison on you."
Tang Waner nodded, considered her words, and then spoke slowly: "The poison on my body was caused by my sister. My sister is Ye Sanniang, the head of Qingyun Mountain. She hates me..."
Ye Sanniang's hatred came from the favoritism of her elders. She felt that Tang Wan'er had taken away her preference, so she got the worm from the hands of a passing doctor and put the worm into Tang Wan'er's body. At first, Tang Wan'er did not notice the change.
, until the poisonous bug attacked, and she had an unspeakable desire for blood.
Tang Wan'er curled up and the blood lines on her face began to appear again: "The blood of others can alleviate the pain of the Gu insect attack, but the price is that the next attack will be more painful, and... the whole person will fall into a state of madness.
, there is no distinction between friend and foe."
At this point, Tang Wan'er raised her head: "The Crown Princess wants to save me, so she must first stabilize the worms in my body. Calculating the time, there are at least three days before the worms in my body will attack."
Looking at Tang Wan'er's face, Song Shuwan's expression changed slightly. The blood lines on her face became denser as time went by, and the color was so deep that it turned black, and the surface even bulged.
Song Shuwan bent down and gently touched Tang Wan'er's face with her fingertips. She felt a pimple on her face. She asked, "Do you feel any pain when I touch these blood lines?"
"It doesn't hurt."
Tang Wan'er blinked, and her pale face turned a little rosy due to the appearance of blood lines, but this rosy look was very strange amid the bulges of the blood lines.
Song Shuwan said "Yes" and took her hand to check for pulse. It wasn't until the blood lines on Tang Wan'er's face disappeared that she slowly withdrew her hand: "There's nothing wrong with your pulse."
Tang Waner clenched her wrist: "I have heard this statement from many doctors."
Song Shuwan took two steps back, with a flash of thoughtfulness in her eyes: "Is the Gu in your body affected by your emotions?"
Tang Wan'er raised her head, doubts flashing in her eyes: "Affected by my emotions? Why do you say that?"
Song Shuwan explained the changes in the blood line, touched her chin and asked, "Can I touch the blood line?"
"Didn't you already touch the Crown Princess just now?"
Song Shuwan shook her finger: "The touch I am talking about is not the kind of touch just now, but with a knife, a golden needle, or other methods."
"no."
Tang Wan'er refused without thinking: "The blood line is on my face. What if the Crown Princess touched it with a knife or other methods and left scars?"
Hearing this sentence, Song Shuwan was a little stunned: "In your opinion, face is more important than life?"
"My face is not as important as my life, but I don't know if the Crown Princess can really save me. Under such circumstances, why should I let the Crown Princess touch my face?"
Song Shuwan suddenly realized that she wanted to leave a beautiful face even if she died, but in her opinion, even if Tang Wan'er's face was not touched by her, it would be impossible to leave her with an intact face in the end.
"The blood line on your face has bulged. I don't know when you will die, but according to the bulging extent of the blood line, I estimate that your final death will be from the explosion of the blood line. As for the others,
…I can’t imagine how the blood lines on the face will affect other places.”
Song Shuwan's words confused Tang Wan'er, and she subconsciously touched her face: "Is the Crown Princess serious about what she said?"
"I don't know either, but you also said that Ye Sanniang hates you, well, the hatred between women... Who knows where she will take action?"
After leaving these words, Song Shuwan turned and left. She wanted to explain the situation of the blood line to Pei Huan and see if Pei Huan really desired human blood as Tang Wan'er said.
When she reached the door, she turned back and asked, "What is the pattern of these poisonous attacks?"
"At first, it happened once every ten days. After it repeated nine times, it became once every half a month. After it repeated nine times, it became once every three months. Now I have an attack once every three months."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan frowned. If it happens once every ten days, Pei Huan's first attack should be in these days.
Thinking of this, she quickened her pace and ran towards Pei Huan's room. As soon as she got closer, she saw An Yi and An San standing at the door, their expressions full of eagerness.
"What are you doing standing here? Where is the Crown Prince?"
An Yi and An San saluted at the same time: "I have met the Crown Princess."
Then An Yi said: "The Crown Prince is in the house, and for some reason, the Crown Prince suddenly got angry and drove both of his subordinates out."
Suddenly angry?
Song Shuwan raised her eyes and landed on the closed door of the room: "You guys step back, I'll go in and take a look."
Both An Yi and An San were hesitant, but An Yi soon made up his mind and turned his back directly.
Song Shuwan turned her eyes slightly and saw An San imitating An Yi and turning her back. She pulled the corner of her lower lip and opened the door directly.
In the room, Pei Huan was sitting in a wheelchair, with blood lines on his face, looking very strange.
"You, why did you come in?"
Song Shuwan walked up to Pei Huan and said, "Let me see what the crown prince looks like when the poisonous insect attacks him."
As she spoke, there was a touch of gold between her fingers. The next moment, the finger pricked by a gold needle came to Pei Huan's eyes: "Your Majesty, how do you feel when you look at it?"
Pei Huan turned his head slightly and asked, "What are you looking at? I smell blood. What did you do to yourself?"
Song Shuwan's eyebrows slightly arched: "I just pricked myself once, does the prince feel the smell of this blood?"
"What do you mean by that?"
Song Shuwan remained silent, her eyes fixed on Pei Huan.
As time passed, the indifference on Pei Huan's face gradually disappeared, replaced by irritability and impatience, and his nose kept moving, as if he was sniffing something.
Song Shuwan saw this and deliberately waved her pricked finger in front of Pei Huan's eyes, and then she saw Pei Huan's head turning back and forth in the direction of her finger movement.
Craving human blood.
Song Shuwan repeated four words in her heart and backed away slowly.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, Pei Huan in the wheelchair suddenly jumped up. Song Shuwan, who had been prepared for it, quickly avoided it. With a "bang", Pei Huan fell heavily to the ground.
The huge noise alarmed the people outside, and An Yi asked: "Prince Princess, what happened inside?"
Song Shuwan did not respond and stared silently at Pei Huan, who was rolling on the ground. The man obviously wanted to attack her, but his legs that could not stand up became the biggest obstacle.
"Prince Princess, what happened inside?"
An Yi's question came again.
Song Shuwan came back to her senses and said calmly: "Just keep watch outside. If anything happens, I will naturally call you in."