For several days in a row, under Feng Jiuqing's careful care, Nangong Yue's body was gradually recovering. Although she couldn't wake up soon, it was because it took a long time, so it would take more time to recover.

After Zizhu brought the medicine, Feng Jiuqing asked her to leave.

She picked up the spoon in the medicine bowl and brought it to her mouth. After taking a taste and feeling that it was okay, she brought it to Nangong Yue's mouth.

It was because some people with bad intentions would try to take advantage of the medicine again, and Feng Jiuqing wouldn't be able to explain it clearly even if she had ten mouths.

The door was suddenly opened, and Nangong Ling stepped in.

Although the weather is slowly getting warmer, given Nangong Yue's current situation, it's better not to be exposed to the wind.

Feng Jiuqing didn't care at all about Nangong Ling's arrival.

She was still sitting aside and gently put the medicine to Nangong Yue's mouth.

"Why don't you go and see the wonderful words?" Nangong Ling asked in a cold tone, not allowing anyone else to comment.

But Feng Jiuqing still ignored her, and she didn't stop until the bowl of soup bottomed out.

"I wonder what the prince wants me to show Miss Wiaoyu?" Feng Jiuqing asked in turn.

Before Nangong Ling could respond, the person lying on the bed trembled slightly with his fingers.

Even such a small reaction made Feng Jiuqing extremely happy.

Once a reaction occurs, it is not far away from waking up completely.

Nangong Ling didn't expect that her seemingly useless formula could actually cure Nangong Yue.

"Go and show Wiaoyu that there is someone taking care of Yue'er." Nangong Ling's tone softened a little.

But Feng Jiuqing did not feel angry because of this.

"Miss Wanyu is from Yaowang Valley, why can't she even be cured of this sign of poisoning?"

Is it true that beauty is in the eye of the beholder? Nangong Ling can't even see such a big loophole?

"Do you need me to tell you why doctors don't heal themselves?" Nangong Ling frowned, seeming a little displeased with her attitude.

Feng Jiuqing sneered, "Why don't doctors treat themselves? As long as the scalpel is held firmly enough, there is no harm in operating on themselves."

"Nangong Ling, why don't we make a bet? Let's bet that Miaoyu can heal on his own without my treatment."

Feng Jiuqing gave Nangong Ling a disgusted look. He has a good brain, but it's a pity that the dog man doesn't have it.

When these two people were poisoned, he was still in jail wondering why he ran away and how to poison them?

If she had the skills to poison the two of them, she would probably have escaped long ago.

And if it was really her who poisoned her, why did she come back again, for fear that she could run away and not come back to die?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Feng Jiuqing simply didn't even bother to roll her eyes and turned her back, not bothering to dirty her eyes.

"Feng Jiuqing! Your ability to talk nonsense is not that great. If Miaoyu loses his life today because of your bet and delayed treatment, I want you to be buried with you throughout the Western Region!" Nangong Ling's forehead had veins bulging, and he could see that he was very angry.

But she remained unmoved and gently took back the silver needles.

"Buried with the Western Regions? Your ability to talk nonsense is no less than mine. If the prince really can take over the Western Regions, how can the fifty thousand soldiers die?"

It's okay not to mention it, but Nangong Ling's whole body exuded a violent aura when he mentioned it. He stretched out his hand to hold Feng Jiuqing's neck tightly and stared at her with scarlet eyes.

"You don't deserve to bring this up."

Feng Jiuqing felt out of breath and her brain felt dizzy, but facing such a situation, she couldn't exert any effort at all.

At the last moment of suffocation, a large amount of oxygen pours into the lungs from all directions.

Feng Jiuqing fell to the ground and covered her chest.

Fortunately, she used homemade medicine, otherwise the wound would have burst open just now.

Xu felt that there was no way to communicate with Feng Jiuqing, so Nangong Ling turned around and left in anger.

Zizhu immediately stepped forward and helped her up, "Princess, why do you need to anger the prince..."

"No problem."

Zizhu admired Feng Jiuqing very much. The mark on her neck changed from red to purple. It could be seen how hard Nangong Ling had just been, but now she could say the word "no problem" with a calm face.

"Yue'er has shown signs of waking up just now. There is no need to continue acupuncture in the past few days. Just take several tonics in a row." Feng Jiuqing instructed.

Zizhu nodded, "Princess, you have been working hard for many days, why not go and rest for a while, my servant will take care of you."

That was fine. Feng Jiuqing glanced at Nangong Yue who was lying on the bed, then turned around and returned to Fengqiyuan.

Ruyi Pavilion.

Qiu Chan told her young lady everything she saw.

"Is Nangong Yue really showing any signs of waking up?" Wiaoyu grasped the quilt tightly with her fair hands, her little face wrinkled.

"Seriously! Qiu Chan saw Nangong Yue's fingers move twice with her own eyes, but she didn't wake up completely."

If this is the case, she cannot continue to sit still and wait for death.

But why didn't her brother tell her about Feng Jiuqing's medical skills? He had grown up with her. If she really knew how to heal, why didn't he know about it?

Thinking of all the recent differences in Feng Jiuqing, Wan Yu's thoughts kept changing. How could a person change beyond recognition and be completely different?

While Wongyu was half-leaning on the bed, deep in thought, footsteps came from outside the door.

"Your Majesty." Qiu Chan immediately stepped aside.

But Miaoyu didn't react yet, and looked out the window with his brows furrowed.

"Have you been feeling better recently?" Nangong Ling asked while following her gaze outside.

Miaoyu quickly came back to his senses and coughed twice.

"It's much better. A few days ago, I asked Qiu Chan to find some ancient prescriptions. I didn't expect it to be miraculous in detoxifying the poison."

After saying that, Nangong Ling on the other side did not respond for a long time.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty? Are you blaming Wanyu for not giving the recipe to the princess as well?"

"But I didn't know the magic word at first, so I tried the medicine on myself first. If it was really effective, I immediately sent it to the princess."

After the words fell, a few crystal tears fell down on Wongyu's fair face, which looked very endearing.

Nangong Ling felt guilty when he saw her so sad and crying. Why was Feng Jiuqing's image in his mind?

When Feng Jiu tasted the medicine today, he stood outside the door and saw it clearly, and was surprised in his heart.

Nangong Yue and Feng Jiuqing didn't have much interaction with each other, so Nangong Ling was a little puzzled as to why she was willing to test the medicine with herself.

"I'm not blaming you, but I just can't do this next time. If something happens to you, let me tell you what to do." The more guilty Nangong Ling felt, the gentler and more caring his eyes became.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was because he liked her or just because of a guilty conscience.

Wiaoyu suggested that she wanted to go out for a walk, and Nangong Ling carefully put her in his arms and helped her move forward.

But regarding the bet Feng Jiuqing mentioned, Nangong Ling's heart sank a little when she saw Miaoyu's cautious look.

"I heard that my sister has been treating the princess for several days. I wonder what she is like?"
Chapter completed!