Just when Feng Jiuqing was thinking about how to fake her death, Nangong Yue came again.

Feng Jiuqing opened her eyes and immediately saw the girl squatting on the ground outside the cell and sleeping. The girl was sleeping soundly. Her delicate little face was a bit paler than the previous few days because of the cold air in the dungeon.

The girl curled up and shivered with cold.

"Nangong Yue!"

Feng Jiuqing shouted.

But she called several times, but Nangong Yue didn't respond. Just when she was about to speak to the guard outside the door, Nangong Yue woke up in a daze.

"Sister-in-law!"

Nangong Yue stared at Feng Jiuqing and shouted, then looked away and lowered her head.

"You shouldn't be here!"

Feng Jiuqing squatted in front of Nangong Yue across the cell and said.

"Yue'er doesn't want to take medicine!" Nangong Yue whispered. After speaking, he looked up at Feng Jiuqing, thought for a while and asked.

"Sister-in-law, Yue'er is redundant, right? My father doesn't like Yue'er, sister Li doesn't like Yue'er either, and brother... doesn't like Yue'er either?"

Feng Jiuqing was stunned for a moment, that shouldn't be the case!

She learned from the memory of the original owner that although Nangong Ling was a man, he loved her sister very much, and he was both a brother and a father.

Feng Jiuqing was about to say something, but the door of the dungeon was opened. Zizhu and several guards hurried in. When they saw Nangong Yue squatting on the ground, their expressions changed instantly.

"Princess, why are you here again?"

As Zizhu spoke, he tried to help Nangong Yue up from the ground, but Nangong Yue, who had always listened to Zizhu's words, suddenly started struggling.

"Yue'er doesn't want to take medicine, Yue'er wants to stay with my sister-in-law!"

Nangong Yue suddenly started crying. While crying, she moved closer to Nangong Ling, as if she had gotten into the cell.

Feng Jiuqing stretched out her hand, shook Nangong Yue's hand comfortingly, and looked at Zizhu.

"Did someone say something to her? Or did something happen?"

Zizhu hesitated for a moment, then turned to Feng Jiu and said:

"It was Miss Wanyu who prescribed the medicine to the princess, but the medicine was spilled by the princess. The prince got angry and reprimanded the princess."

When Feng Jiuqing heard this, she immediately became angry.

No wonder Nangong Yue would ask if Yue'er is redundant, brother... doesn't like Yue'er anymore, and so on.

Due to her own reasons, Nangong Yue has not been liked by others since she was a child. She has always been sensitive, and now she has been scolded by her brother. No wonder she came to the dungeon.

"If you let it go, let it go. Could it be that the palace of Prince Sheng is in need of a bowl of medicine?"

Zizhu pursed her lips and continued.

"The princess doesn't know something. The medicine that Miss Wanyu prescribes for the princess requires the blood of the disciples of the Medicine King Valley."

"Every medicine for the princess is boiled with the blood of Miss Miaoyu. Over the past few days, Miss Miaoyu's body has become weaker and weaker. That's why the prince scolded the princess for spilling the medicine."

Feng Jiuqing twitched the corner of her mouth.

She felt that Nangong Ling was out of his mind and his witticisms were simply out of his mind and he was sick.

When she first came through, she said that human blood should be used as the medicine. Now it is better. The blood of the Yaowang Valley disciples is used as the medicine. What's the matter? The blood of the Yaowang Valley disciples is boiled water. Drinking more can cure all diseases?

?

Feng Jiuqing quietly moved her fingers away from Nangong Yue's wrist and looked at the girl in front of her.

Judging from Nangong Yue's pulse, apart from being a little weak, there is no major problem. However, Nangong Yue is indeed in a stupid state. Feng Jiuqing judged that Nangong Yue was said to be too sad because of the death of his mother and concubine.

, will become what it is today.

She speculated that she was so sad that she had a high fever and burned out her brain.

If this is the case, then it doesn’t take a few medicines and a few drops of blood to cure the disease!

Until Nangong Yue was persuaded by Zizhu to leave, Feng Jiuqing didn't say a word.

Nangong Ling's people were standing nearby. She couldn't tell Nangong Yue directly that blood was just plasma and would only be digested if consumed. But maybe, the blood of the disciples of Yaowang Valley was really a panacea that could cure all diseases?

However, apart from nausea, it did no harm to Nangong Yue's body.

The person who was hurt should be the one who used blood to make medicine. Feng Jiuqing didn't know why this girl was so upset!

Feng Jiuqing originally thought that Nangong Yue would be nauseated at most and would not cause any harm to her body. Unexpectedly, on the night of the third day, Zizhu suddenly came to the prison secretly.

"princess!"

Feng Jiuqing was in a daze when she suddenly heard a woman's voice. She thought it was an auditory hallucination.

After waiting for a while, she finally realized that the other party was in the prison and not far away from her. She opened her eyes and saw Zizhu squatting outside the cell.

"How did you come?"

Feng Jiuqing stood up from the ground, subconsciously looked behind Zizhu, and found that Zizhu was the only one in the empty prison, and Nangong Yue was not there.

"princess."

Zizhu glanced outside, looked at Feng Jiuqing and whispered.

"Princess, the princess has taken Miss Wanyu's medicine in the past few days. Not only is she not feeling better, she also suffers from drowsiness every day."

As he spoke, Zizhu took out something wrapped in a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Feng Jiuqing.

"I feel something is wrong, but the prince loves Miss Miaoyu very much, and has deep faith in Miss Miaoyu. I really don't know who to look for, so I can only find the princess. This is the medicine residue that I stole from the kitchen secretly."

Feng Jiuqing looked at the things wrapped in the handkerchief, then raised her head and looked coldly at the woman in front of her.

"Then why do you trust me so much?"

"The slave has a low status and does not understand the righteousness of the country. He only cares about three meals a day. No matter who the princess is or what she has done in the past, in the slave's heart, the princess is the only one who truly cares for the princess besides the Queen Mother and the Prince.

.”

Zizhu said sincerely.

Feng Jiuqing hesitated for a moment, then took the handkerchief Zizhu handed over and opened it. With the help of a candle on the side, she looked at the medicine residue. She just looked at it and frowned tightly.

Nangong Yue was in good health, and there was nothing strange about using velvet antler, fleece-flower root, dried ginger, angelica root, and astragalus to nourish qi, nourish blood, strengthen the brain and calm the nerves. However, Feng Jiuqing actually found afurong in it, which is twenty

In the first century, the so-called poppy.

Opium poppy can be used as medicine, to numb nerves, and as a sedative. However, if taken excessively, it will not only become addictive, but in severe cases, it can cause general paralysis.

Feng Jiuqing didn't know if Miaoyu was not good at studying or if he did it on purpose. If things go on like this, Nangong Yue will definitely become addicted to aphrodisiac and become a real fool. No wonder Nangong Yue will be lethargic!

"Princess, but this medicine is poisonous?"

Zizhu saw Feng Jiuqing holding something like a bud and asked.

Feng Jiuqing didn't respond and threw the things back.

"Have you ever mentioned this to anyone?"

Zizhu shook his head.

Feng Jiuqing thought for a while and said, "You can't take this medicine, but you can't not take it either."

Zizhu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times to Feng Jiuqing.

"My slave understands!"
Chapter completed!