After a while, Doctor Zhang stood up solemnly, and Lan Yi hurriedly took two steps forward and asked, "How is it?"
"This young master was first infected with the city's poison, and then suffered internal injuries. As long as he takes the antidote, his life will not be in danger. All he needs to do is take good care of himself and recover from his internal injuries."
Doctor Zhang saw that although Xuan Yi was dressed in black, his aura was unusual, so he called him Young Master.
Seeing that Doctor Zhang said that he was just poisoned by the same poison as the people in the city, Lan Yi breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him: "Thank you, Doctor Zhang."
"It's okay! Even if the princess orders me, I will do my best. This is a pair of antidotes I prepared before going out. As for the other things, take me back to the city to prepare a prescription and grab the medicine. Please ask the Lan guards to deliver it again. Bar!"
The doctor Zhang waved his hand, took out a package of medicinal materials from the medicine box and handed it to Lan Yi, and then continued.
After Lan Yi handed over the medicine package, Doctor Zhang knew that the two of them might have something to say, so he wisely withdrew.
"Is there anything I can make medicine for?" Lan Yi asked Xuan Yi.
But Xuan Yi looked pale and looked at him without speaking with a little smile on his face.
Seeing this, Lan Yi stopped asking any more questions and just started searching in the ruined temple.
After searching for a while, I finally found a clay pot that was still usable. All the medicinal ingredients were poured in at once.
Then he got some water from somewhere, took out the huozhezi he brought with him and set up a fire to boil the pot of medicine.
"How did you get yourself to be so virtuous?" Lan Yi muttered angrily, but he didn't say much, just a look of displeasure on his face.
It was completely different from the eager and caring look he had when he just walked in, but even so, Xuan Yi still had a smile on his face.
Brothers are still brothers after all. No matter how much he complains on his lips, everything he does is for his own good.
"Tell me, why did you do that in the first place? Now you are like this, I really don't know what it means?"
Lan Yi looked at him with a smile on his face, and felt even more frustrated.
Since he chose to betray in the first place, why would he come back now and make himself so half-dead? It's plain to worry.
When Lan Yi mentioned that, the look on Xuan Yi's face flickered for a moment, but then he returned to his faint smile.
Seeing this, Lan Yi was speechless, and then said slowly: "When the medicine is ready, remember to drink it yourself. I will go back first. I will ask someone to deliver the other medicine. You can take care of yourself."
After saying that, Lan Yi was about to leave the ruined temple, but when he came to the door, he said again: "The princess told you to go see her after you recover from your injury!"
After saying this, he completely disappeared at the entrance of the ruined temple.
Listening to Lan Yi's last words, the expression on Xuan Yi's face became more complicated. Princess...
It wasn't until the medicinal soup in the clay pot boiled and the medicinal juice splashed out of the clay pot, making a tingling sound, that Xuan Yi took back his thoughts.
...
After Hong Luan came back from the street parade that day, the scars on her body became more serious, and she was unconscious and unconscious most of the time.
But if you listen carefully, she keeps mumbling some names, among which there are clearly those of Chunfeng, Baili Mochen, and the dead Prince Muhan.
Almost all of the people who seemed to have a grudge against her appeared in her delirious mouth.
But with the prince's order that she must return to the capital alive, the jailers in the prison tried their best to ensure that she breathed her last.
A doctor was assigned to help her take her last breath to prevent her from dying.
God knows, Hong Luan's current mood is really worse than death.
Not to mention the scars all over her body were so painful that they were almost tormenting her crazy just by the ugly scenes that appeared when she was confused and unconscious.
The humiliation, torture, and various scenes of superiority she suffered in the past appeared in her mind like a movie.
When she woke up, she found herself trapped in prison, and the pain on her body no longer reminded her of what she would face next.
She almost didn't dare to think about what Baili Mochen would do with her. It would be nice to kill her with one knife.
But with her current appearance, she was afraid that she would still suffer in the future. Thinking about the methods she had experienced during the trial a few days ago, she felt horrified.
Just thinking about it made my upper body hurt even more, and I fainted again due to heart palpitations.
The doctor who had been guarding the cell began to rescue her. In short, the prince said that this man just couldn't let her die so happily.
The days in the cell went on like this every day, and Hong Luan had already despaired.
Chunfeng raised the fetus in the mansion, waiting for Baili Mochen to handle all the follow-up matters and comfort the people of several cities.
This group of people finally set off back to Beijing.
When the prince goes out, he always rides in his special carriage for King Yao. Not only is it gorgeous and noble, but the most important thing is comfort. This is some relief to Chunfeng, who is already very responsive.
If it weren't for such a comfortable carriage, Chunfeng would have been exhausted all the way back.
In comparison, the prison car Hong Luan rode in was particularly difficult.
The prison car is the kind made of heavy wood as thick as a bowl, with shackles and handcuffs inside, and a splint around the neck.
Originally, it was possible to sit in this kind of prison car, but Baili Mochen had people put the plywood on top of the prison car. Hong Luan could only stand like this along the way, without even a chance to sit.
Under such a scorching sun, even the doctor responsible for treating Hongluan felt that Hongluan might not be able to reach the capital in this condition.
But Baili Mochen knew clearly in his heart that Hong Luan, with his excellent martial arts foundation, would not die so quickly.
After walking for a long time, Chunfeng felt that his body was a little stiff.
So he stopped the carriage under the shade of a huge tree, thinking of getting out of the car and stretching his muscles to relieve the constant nauseous feeling.
Baili Mochen personally helped Chunfeng out of the carriage, spread a soft cushion on a stone slab, sat down in front of Chunfeng, and started peeling fruits for Chunfeng again.
It's almost impossible to pamper Chunfeng like that. Even though he has seen a lot of the guards on the side in the past few days, he still can't help but secretly chatter in his heart.
"Come, eat this!" Baili Mochen held up a peeled fruit in his hand and handed it to Chunfeng, saying with a face of doting and joy.
"Well, this tastes pretty good, and it suits my appetite these days." Chunfeng opened his mouth to take it, and after taking a bite, he commented casually.
"Okay, if you like it, I'll ask someone to send more fresh food back home tomorrow and store it in ice cubes so that you can eat it every day."
Baili Mochen saw that Chunfeng was satisfied with his meal, and a warm smile appeared on his face.