C18

Seeing Fang Zinan help her servant into the room, Shang Yiqing started to feel nervous. She had only been married to him for a few days, but she had never seen him have an illness, much less have any signs of it happening. If one were to say that he normally only looked weak, then when his illness flared up, she seemed to be able to make others feel pity for him.

Lying on the bed, his eyes were closed, and his facial features were twisted in pain. His thin body was curled up into a ball, and he let out a very painful, muffled groan. It was obvious that he was trying his best not to let out a sound, and even more so that he was feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Let me see." Shang Yiqing stepped forward to take his pulse, only feeling his pulse in a state of chaos. At times it was as thin as a thread, at other times it was sluggish, at times it was weak, at times it was strong. She had never seen a pulse like this before, and with her combination of Chinese and Western medicine, she could not tell what its root was.

It's so strange! She couldn't help but ask the servant, "How often does the prince's illness start?"

"This little one doesn't know either. This disease of the Prince's has an intermittent attack. Sometimes it happens several times a day, and sometimes it happens once a day. This lowly one is truly unable to explain it clearly. "

"You may leave." Shang Yiqing saw that she could not get anything out of her, so she waved her hand impatiently.

Hou Fangzi's face turned green at this moment, his cheeks were red from the poison, and the color of his lips was bright and beautiful. This green gave people a strange feeling, just like the people in the movies, she suddenly realized that he was poisoned, and the poison was so strong that she couldn't see through it.

Who had such a huge enmity with him? How could they actually use such a tyrannical poison to kill him? Thinking of this, Shang Yiqing took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth. This was the antidote that she and her father had prepared together. It was made from dozens of expensive Chinese medicine, and it had a certain effect on normal poisons. However, she did not know if she was confident in being able to obtain this kind of poison.

Fang Zinan swallowed the poison. After a while, the green color on his face slowly disappeared. About an hour later, he woke up.

After waking up, his body was still weak and powerless, but his internal organs were no longer in pain. He glanced at her and asked, "You saved me?"

"I don't have the ability to save you. I can't even see the poison in your body, so how could I possibly save you?" Shang Yiqing said in a bad mood. Although she had saved him, she still remembered how he splashed water all over her face!

"How can you tell that I've been poisoned and not ill?" A gratified smile appeared on Fang Zinan's face. The empress wasn't wrong. Her medical skills were indeed outstanding. He was highly toxic, and all the famous doctors in the country had come to take his pulse, but no one had been able to tell, only that he was suffering from a strange disease, which she could tell at a glance and which she could help. This woman was not simple!

"It's already not bad that you can see this. In the Southern Champion Kingdom, many famous doctors have examined my pulse. Not only is there no one who can see what my symptoms are, even I was poisoned." After recovering, Fang Zinan's complexion gradually improved, and he even had the strength to sit up.

"Then why didn't you tell the doctors?"

"They can't even see it, so what's the use of telling them? Can they cure me of the poison? " Fang Zinan laughed at himself, what he said was the truth.

"Is that why you've been weak?"

"What do you think?"

"Who has such a huge grudge against you that wants to kill you?" Shang Yiqing asked in confusion, she felt that this was very strange.

"I don't know either." After Fang Zinan finished this sentence, he seemed to be a bit tired. He leaned against the headboard, deep in thought. His pretty face was full of worry, making people's hearts ache for him.

Shang Yiqing got up and poured a cup of water for him, then sat down again, "How long have you been poisoned?"

Fang Zinan didn't answer her, but a few things flashed through his mind. Everyone knew that he was weak since a small age, but when was he poisoned? It was as if three years ago, when he had been specially doted on by the empress, he had suffered an unfathomable illness that none of the imperial physicians could see through. It was only because of the unbearable pain during his illness that he finally woke up to the fact that he had been poisoned. Other than his good friend Xiao Tianyuan, he had never told anyone else about this, only that he had been searching for a cure for the poison …

"Oh!" "I remember now …" Shang Yiqing suddenly cried out, interrupting Fang Zinan's train of thoughts. She looked at him and nodded, "You wanted to cure the poison in your body by stealing Zi Yanran from me?"

Fang Zinan nodded.

"Then did you eat it?"

"You saw the effect. It only delayed the onset of the poison in your body. It's not completely cured." Fang Zinan sighed. He originally thought that Zi Yan Ran would be able to cure him of the poison in her body, but it seemed that the effect was only so.

"In other words, you've been poisoned for a long time now. That way, would … would you …" Shang Yiqing did not dare to think further. Was he really a short-lived ghost who was going to die so soon?

Fang Zinan coldly smiled, "You guessed right. If you can't find the cure, I think I will soon..." "Actually, it's not a big deal. Everyone has to go this way sooner or later anyway."

Shang Yiqing looked at his delicate face and suddenly felt some sympathy for him. He was still so young, handsome and elegant with such grace that even in modern times, he would still be an exceptional handsome man. However, her fate was so bad that she would die soon? It was sad to think of it. At this moment, she had forgotten all about his past and felt an inexplicable sense of pity for him!

"What are you thinking?" he asked her suddenly.

"Nothing." She hid her sadness and forced a smile.

He smiled faintly. "Actually, you don't have to look at me like that. I don't even care anymore."

Looking at his lightly smiling face, there was an indescribable arrogance and slight worry. In a flash, she understood why he was so unconcerned, so free, so sad. Perhaps it was only because he had seen through everything that had happened that he had done this.

Shang Yiqing lowered her head and unconsciously twined her fingers around a strand of hair. The side of her face was soft and delicate, and when Fang Zinan looked at her, he could see that she, who had originally been quiet, was actually somewhat moving. He had neglected her beauty before, and had only seen her brutally rude side. In reality, she was a very attractive woman.