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Chapter 13 birth date
Haramoto junjingxing thought that his identity as a miracle doctor was just a cover. He didn't find out until dinner at night that the little Marquis didn't seem to be in good health.
Year old Yan took a bowl of sweet soup and frowned. He didn't look like drinking sweet soup, but like poison.
Begonia gave him a dish and said, "the prescription left by doctor Meng a few days ago will be sent in at night. Young master must finish it."
Yan Wenyan's face turned green: "when am I going to drink?"
Begonia thought and said, "after the new year."
Year old Yan doesn't even want to drink medicinal food.
Jun Jingxing frowned beside him, looked at the medicine and sweet soup in Yan's bowl, and couldn't help asking, "do you want to boil the medicine in the sweet soup?"
Year old Yan was coaxed and urged by Begonia and took another sip. He didn't want to talk at all.
Begonia is very self cooked and said, "yes, if you cook medicine, the young master can't drink it at all. He can only boil it in sweet soup."
Jun Jingxing said strangely, "the disease can't be cured until the age of monkeys and horses?"
Begonia also felt that this method was not good, but there was no way, so she had to laugh.
After dinner, Begonia cleaned up, closed the window, and asked the servant to bring two charcoal pots again and put them in the room. After a while, the whole room was warm, just like warm spring.
Yin Shenqiu has been sent to the side hospital to rest by servants. Only the two of them have big eyes and small eyes in the whole room.
At the age of 18, Yan turned his mouth and felt that he was also very boring. He untied his cloak and threw it aside. He took a small porcelain vase from the small cabinet and began to undress.
Jun Jingxing: "
Jun Jingxing was frightened and said angrily, "what are you doing?!"
At the age of 18, Yan's action of releasing the button paused, and then looked at Jun Jingxing incredulously. His expression was even more frightening than him.
"Aren't you a doctor?" Yan said, "is there always a drug application?"
Jun Jingxing didn't know why, so he saw that old Yan took off his clothes on his upper body, fished out a pillow, lay on the couch, patted a small case at the head of the bed, and said, "come here."
Jun Jingxing was so angry that his ears were ringing and his eyes were dazzled. He took a deep breath. Then he saw that there seemed to be several red scars on Yan's back.
Jun Jingxing was a little relieved. He walked forward tentatively and was close. He found that the white back seemed to be whipped by a whip. The three scars were crossed on his back and looked terrible.
Yan was lying in his pillow and said in a muffled voice, "be careful, I'm afraid of pain."
Jun Jingxing held his forehead.
The medicine in the small porcelain vase was sent by the old man. When he opened the plug, a strong smell of medicine filled the air. Jun Jingxing poured out some powder expressionless and sprinkled it gently on the three wounds.
As soon as the powder fell, Yan Shanbo's body suddenly trembled, bit the pillow and gave a painful sob. He looked very pitiful.
Jun Jingxing's eyes moved slightly, and then
Sprinkle harder.
Until he sprinkled the powder, Yan Yan was sweating and pumping. It seemed that the pain was not light.
Jun Jingxing carefully wiped the powder on the edge of the wound with a handkerchief and said faintly, "what have you done wrong and been beaten like this? It's too hard. "
Yan Wenyan immediately turned his head angrily and stared at him: "it's not because of you! My brother now thinks that I went to Hualou for fun. I got these three whips for you. What are you gloating at? "
Jun Jingxing suddenly felt guilty and hurriedly coaxed, "OK, my fault. I'll help you copy the book tomorrow."
As soon as the voice fell, he suddenly reacted. They didn't get along for long. How can they talk so well? It's like a good friend I've known for many years.
This little Marquis, are you so familiar with anyone?
Year old Yan continued to lie on his stomach, drooping his head and losing his way: "don't bother you. Tomorrow is his Highness's birthday. I may not come back all day. Just live in the side yard. If you have anything to do, go directly to Uncle Zhao."
Jun Jingxing nodded, paused for a moment, and suddenly whispered, "why did you save me?"
Year old Yan lay down for a while and was full of sleep. He was dazed and opened his eyes. "Ah", he said vaguely, "save... Save you what, you saved me."
Jun Jingxing rubbed his eyebrows and thought that the little Marquis seemed to like talking nonsense as soon as he slept. Seeing that he was wilting and couldn't pull a few, he couldn't ask anything, so he had to say, "nothing, sleep."
Year old Yan "Oh", lay on the soft pillow again, and soon fell asleep.
Because he was injured in the back, he couldn't sleep well. He had to curl up wrongfully, bury his head in the quilt, and bring some tears from the corners of his eyes.
Jun Jingxing looked at him for a long time before he sighed faintly.
"Still a child." He murmured, gently pulled up Yan Yan's jacket, covered him with a quilt, thought about it, and put out a charcoal basin. Then he left quietly.
Early the next morning, just when Chen arrived, Sui Yan was dragged out of the quilt by Sui Yu.
Yan thought he was coming to ask him to copy the book. He was dazed and hugged the quilt and said vaguely, "copy, copy! I'll copy it right away! Let me sleep a little longer, just... A little longer... "
He almost laughed angrily and turned to open the window on one side.
It was snowing heavily outside, and the cold wind roared and rushed from the outside, directly blowing on Yan's face.
Yan shuddered fiercely and woke up completely.
A moment later, he wrapped himself in brocade clothes with three layers inside and three layers outside, held the small hand stove with carbon blocks, and followed Sui Pei into the carriage.
Since his illness, Yan has slept eight hours a day. As soon as he got to the car, he immediately fell asleep on the small case.
He was so angry that he lost his temper. Lest he catch a cold, he took him to his arms and wrapped him in a cloak to avoid blowing.
Yan slept more comfortably.
Half an hour later, the carriage stopped slowly at the third prince's house on the South Street of the capital.
At this time, it was still early. There were not many guests in the third prince's house. The servant was waiting at the door. He saw Sui Yan get down from the carriage and hurriedly pick him up with an umbrella.
Yan almost wrapped himself into a ball, but he still shook unnaturally when he got out of the carriage. His lips were blue and purple. As he walked to the prince's house, he asked, "who has arrived now?"
The servant hurriedly replied, "Prince song and Prince Jiang have just arrived. They are drinking tea in the side yard at this time."
Year old Yan "Oh" said, "where's your highness three?"
"Your Highness was called to the palace by your majesty early in the morning. Maybe he will come back in a moment." The servant led them through the corridor, raised his eyes and saw the side yard with the door open.
"Two adults, please."
They hurried inside. Gann and Song Xian in the hall were drinking tea. They saw them salute quickly.
"I've seen year-old general and little marquis."
The old man waved his hand to show them that they didn't have to be polite.
Yan jumped twice, shook the snow off his boots, pulled a stool, ran to the charcoal basin and sat, ignoring them.
Sui Pei was drinking tea. Song Xian and Jiang Enhe didn't dare to be too brazen, so they had to secretly stare at Sui Yan.
After a while, Yan was completely warm. Then he raised his head towards Jiang Enhe and said, "did you see Master Geng Xue when you went to Xiangguo Temple yesterday?"
Speaking of this, Gann and immediately stopped staring at him, pulled a stool and sat down, intending to chatter with Yan.
Yan put out a finger to stop him: "talk less and talk directly about the key points."
Gann and: "
Why hasn't the person who can't talk been killed?
Gann and speechless said, "do you want to listen?"
Year old Yan had to compromise and said, "come on, come on, I'll listen."
Gann and began to talk endlessly. Starting from a few crows flying over his head when he went out, he could talk about the time of incense on the way to Xiangguo Temple. Nonsense and spittle stars flew all over the sky.
Finally, Song Xian, who was a spectator, couldn't stand it. He directly frowned and said, "can you tell the point? Who wants to hear about some little girls you met on the road? Who taught you the book? I'm going to visit another day. Who can teach you like this? "
Gann and ponton blushed and muttered, "I... I'll talk about it now. Don't rush me!"
Song Xian couldn't help rolling his eyes.
Although ganenhe said that he would talk about it immediately, he took the trouble to talk nonsense for a quarter of an hour before he talked about Xiangguo Temple.
Gann and in a word: "I haven't seen master Geng Xue."
Song Xian almost spit water out. Yan Yan also looked at him speechless and said, "are you playing with us?"
Gann and his face turned red and stared at them. Then he whispered to Nian Yan, "but I accidentally saw the second prince."
Yan was stunned for a while, and then he became interested.
The culprit who poisoned Duan mingchong in the last life was the two Prince Duan Ruwang.
Ganenhe looked outside, pulled the stool and leaned against Nian Yan, with a very low voice: "it's not uncommon for the second prince to appear in Xiangguo Temple. After all, people in the capital want to take this opportunity to get to know Master Geng Xue, but I found that the person he wants to see is the Xiangguo Temple master who had been in the palace for some time before."
Yan Mou moved and said, "did you hear what they said?"
Gann and said, "how can you? I lost my way in Xiangguo Temple. I was walking in a disorderly way. When I saw the mysterious two people, they dared not approach, and immediately slipped away. "
Year old Yan said "Alas", hating that iron is not steel: "what's the use of you?"
Gann and glared, thought reluctantly, and said, "but before I left, I saw that the Master seemed to have given the second prince something, just a square small paper bag, and I didn't know what was in it."
Yan took a breath.
Stigma is the secret medicine in the palace. Even the prince's important officials can't touch it on weekdays. If the second prince really plans to use stigma to kill Duan mingchong, what he wants with the Xiangguo Temple master may be the stigma powder.
Stigma is colorless and tasteless. Its toxicity is no different from poisons such as poison. It is valuable. The emperor used it to reward the person who committed a great crime. Once he drank the stigma and died, that person is the proof that the great traitor and evil left a stigma for the royal family.
Duan mingchong grew up in the east palace when he was a child. He was brought up by the emperor. The Heir Apparent who was trained by himself was killed by a cup of stigma. No one will forgive him.
Therefore, after the crown prince was poisoned by stigma in the last life, the emperor was so angry that he asked Duan zhusu to be buried with him. If it was replaced with other poisons, the emperor would not leave Duan zhusu alive.
After the year-old Yan figured it out, he immediately felt that the second prince was not deep in the city. He just hurt two princes who had hope to inherit the throne with one move, and took himself out smoothly.
Yan took a deep breath, looked down at the crabapple pattern on the small hand stove in his arms, and fell into meditation.
So... Who can poison Duan mingchong in the third prince's house without knowing it?