"I see." Dongfang Jing's face darkened, leaving Rong Yin's soup behind, and then left the secret room.
Zongzheng Fusu was still naked on the upper body, half lying on the bed, his eyes were ambiguous, as if he was just waiting for Dongfang Jing to come out of the secret room.
Dongfang Jing looked extremely embarrassed, walked up to him quickly, pulled off the pillow on his back, and pressed him back to the bed, "Fourth brother, don't make trouble! You must get better as soon as possible, the current situation It's already messed up... I'm afraid that if I wait any longer, people around me will be hurt unnecessarily."
Zongzheng Fusu's half face was hidden in the darkness, he didn't dare to respond to Dongfang Jing's words. He is greedy for the beauty in front of him, and he is reluctant to let Murong Qianjue come out and take away everything he has... So he sealed up all his internal energy, and his internal energy cannot be recovered, and Murong Qianjue, who shares the same body with him, naturally cannot recover either. skill. As long as his consciousness is alive, Murong Qian will never come out to make trouble! It was precisely because of this that Dongfang Jing felt his pulse and found that he had lost all his skills.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Dongfang Jing thought he was asleep, sighed softly, and walked cautiously towards the door.
It wasn't until the sound of footsteps in his ear disappeared that Zongzheng Fusu suddenly straightened up, staring at the thin and lonely figure in the darkness with burning eyes, his brows twisted into the word Chuan.
In the end, he still couldn't be cruel, and he couldn't bear to get that girl hurt a little bit, even if... the person in her heart was never him.
As soon as Zongzheng Fusu raised his hand, he quickly pierced more than a dozen big acupuncture points in his chest with silver needles, and then his body shook, the silver needles flew away, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood! There was a hint of warmth in the cold palm, and his lost internal strength recovered 30% in an instant.
He got up and went out of the backyard, and headed towards Fuzhong Pharmacy by himself.
He couldn't keep that girl waiting too long, he had to recover as soon as possible, otherwise... how could he protect her forever? It doesn't matter if Murong Qianjue shows up again, for that girl, he will take a gamble.
The layers of Chinese medicine cabinets may appear extremely complicated in the eyes of others, but in Zongzheng Fusu's eyes, they are just like his own brothers, and they are extremely familiar.
With a hook of his long arm, he directly opened the medicine cabinet on the top floor, took a thousand-year-old Shenzhi grass, and chewed it directly!
After about a stick of incense, the powerful medicinal power overwhelmed his knees, and the stimulation made him have a splitting headache! He was biting a handkerchief in his mouth, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, his eyes were widened to the extreme, and then his body trembled violently again... After a long time, he collapsed to the ground with a pale complexion!
Is his body really broken? Even the medicinal power of a small Shenzhi herb is almost unbearable!
dawn.
Dongfang Jing's head was in a daze, and Dongmei rushed in just as soon as she woke up.
"Master, according to your instructions, this servant went to the next room to deliver medicine early in the morning, but the bed was empty, and the prince was not seen." Dongmei held the decoction in her hand and frowned, "The servant went to the study and the secret room again. , didn't even see the prince. Master, slaves are worried..."
"No!" Before Dongmei could finish her sentence, Dongfang Jing interrupted her, "Nothing will happen to the lord! Send someone to find him, even if we turn Prince Gong's mansion upside down, we must find him!"
She seemed calm, but in fact, her hands were tightly clenched in her sleeves, and her palms were soaked!