"Damn it!"
Murong Qianjue cursed in a low voice, then pulled out the personal dagger on the inner bed, without even thinking about it, he slashed fiercely on his arm without any politeness! The crimson blood soon soaked the clothes and the bed, and the piercing pain stimulated his nerves, making the so-called fragrance lose its effect!
That knife goes deep into the bone!
For a narcissist like Murong Qianjue who loves his own body, this is really a cruel blow!
He was sweating coldly on his forehead, but he refused to use any method to stop the pain and stop the bleeding! Because only pain can make him truly feel that he still exists... This body is still being comraded by him.
Zi Yan was holding a plate, pacing outside the main hall, feeling anxious.
Not long after, Liu Feng came over and asked, "How is it? How is the situation?"
Zi Yan stomped her feet anxiously, "I was kicked out after the 'hangover tea' was brought in! The second master has become more and more vigilant for some reason, which is more and more like the master! Now the house I only heard the sound of dishes being smashed, and there was no other sound! The second master is very powerful in martial arts, so I dare not rush in!"
"Heard the sound of dishes being smashed?" Liu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Yes." Zi Yan nodded.
Liu Feng smiled, "Then he should have drunk it. After drinking the medicine, it will take some time to react. It's not a solution for you to wait here. Go back and rest earlier. Wait until tomorrow morning, and there will be results gone."
"But I'm worried..." Zi Yan always felt that this method was not feasible.
Liu Feng was confident, "What else is there to worry about? We are just dead horses as living horse doctors!"
A quiet night.
Early the next morning, the gate of the front hall of Prince Gong's Mansion was pushed open from the inside.
Zi Yan hastily greeted her.
The man's face was extremely pale, and there were bloodstains on his cuffs, which was obviously caused by excessive blood loss. His eyes were calm and he didn't say a word, making it difficult for people to judge who he was.
"Master?" Zi Yan asked tentatively.
"Heh..." The other party chuckled, and then smashed the broken pieces of porcelain that had been cleaned up in front of her, "With just a few mouthfuls of broken medicine, you all want to bring back that wimpy Zongzheng Fusu! Just a joke, Could you be such a cowardly person? If you were as cowardly as you imagined, then three months ago, when Zongzheng Fusu was suffering, you wouldn't suddenly appear and save him from the fire!"
After hearing these words, Zi Yan's face turned pale with fright, and then she called out "Second Master" with a trembling voice.
Murong Qianjue was obviously extremely angry at what they did, and continued, "Don't forget! Back then, when Zongzheng helped the Su people to betray their relatives and have nothing to rely on, and couldn't accept this reality, it was he who begged the Lord to come out, and the Lord replaced him. You have endured all this! Since you have endured pain, you naturally have the right to enjoy happiness! Now that the woman you like appears, you want to drive me away from his body, what a dream!"
"Second Master, this subordinate..." Zi Yan was unable to refute what he said.
Liu Feng came from afar and saw the blood-stained white clothes on the man's body, so he knew that last night's plan had failed.
"The subordinate will go down and get you the golden wound medicine." No matter where the injury is, it is the master's body, and Zi Yan feels distressed seeing it.
But Murong Qianjue waved his long sleeves, and said coldly, "No need! Who knows if your Jinchuang medicine will be another cup of 'hangover tea'! It's easy to fall once, but fall twice in the same pit, I, Murong Absolutely can't do it!"
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