C162 eavesdropping

Now that the Sixth Prince had returned, it was related to the wolf-master's attitude towards Zong Han. It was also related to Jin Wushu's actions, so Jin Wushu had no choice but to patiently wait.

After Wu Qimai and the rest left, Jin Wushu saw that Hua Rong was still sitting opposite to her, and thought of the fact that he had forgotten to avoid her, and that she also understood the female Primeval Language, she said angrily: "Hua Rong, you dare to eavesdrop on our secret?"

"What kind of secret is this?" Everyone knows that you and Zong Han are not on good terms. "

He suddenly smiled mysteriously. "However, there are some things that you definitely do not know."

"What is it?"

Just as he was about to answer, he suddenly heard Wu Qimai's voice. "Fourth Prince, something bad happened!

"Ah?" Who was the one who ambushed them? "

"Grand Prince suspects that you are the one who did it. He said that he wanted to report it to the Wolf Lord to punish you."

He flew into a rage, "When did I sneak attack him?"

Hua Rong laughed blandly: "Grand Prince is using such a stratagem. Jin Wushu, you should be more careful, don't become his scapegoat …"

Jin Wushu was about to jump up and down: "He's about to rebel, he's really about to rebel openly. Wu Qimai, immediately send a message to Han Chang, prepare yourself … "

"Yes."

Jin Wushu immediately went out to set up something. He looked very mysterious and didn't come back until the evening.

Seeing Hua Rong still sitting at the same place as if she had not moved at all, he also sat down on the chair opposite him and suddenly felt a little dizzy. In fact, he had been feeling a little uncomfortable since this morning.

Hua Rong saw him press his head down, as if she was in pain. She thought he was lost in thought, but after a while his condition worsened and her forehead began to sweat.

"Fourth Prince?"

"Hey, Jin Wushu?"

Seeing that his expression was getting more and more pained, she couldn't help but take a step forward. His body went soft, and when she reached out to him, she discovered that his forehead was burning with a high fever.

Zong Wang also had a fever and quickly died. Jin Wushu had the same symptoms. Especially since he had scars on his face, probably tetanus or something.

She turned pale with fright: "Jin Wushu, you also played like the Second Crown Prince and bathed in cold water after being hit by the ball?"

"Yes."

"Didn't I tell you not to wash? "That cold water …"

"I washed it the day before yesterday, before you told me... "Yesterday, you said that I didn't wash …"

"You barbarians, you don't know anything. Serves you right if you die …"

"What did you say?"

Hua Rong did not care about arguing with him, if Jin Wushu also died like Zong Wang, she was afraid that she would not be able to go back to Song Kingdom. Even if she had to die, she had to delay it a bit.

She wondered if she should run away or not.

In the blink of an eye, she saw Jin Wushu leaning on a chair, his face filled with pain. She did not care much about thinking about it, and quickly called two servants to help Jin Wushu onto the bed. Hua Rong immediately followed the common sense medicine list in his memory and wrote down a few recipes that he could find immediately, and asked the servants to boil some simple medicinal soups.

Seeing that she was an esteemed guest of the Fourth Prince, the maids did not dare disobey, and immediately acted happily.

However, when the order was sent down, these simple herbs were not prepared in the residence. In fact, there were many precious herbs in Northmont Blackwater, but it was a pity that these barbaric female Priestesses didn't know how to use them. They were still in their most primitive stages and thought that magic was better than everything else.

Although Jin Wushu admired the culture of the Central Plains, he only had skin and bones. He was still a true noble woman, and had never had the habit of taking medicine since he was young. He laid down drowsily, but he was still clear in his heart. He saw Hua Rong continuously instructing for the ingredients, and shouted angrily, "Find a Magus …"

"Do you still remember the death of the Second Crown Prince?"

His heart trembled. He could still clearly remember second brother's death, and it was thanks to Hua Rong's reminder. At this moment, he already somewhat believed in Hua Rong's judgement. Knowing that she had good intentions yesterday, he was even more afraid, if he was like Zong Wang yesterday, wouldn't he die?

Seeing the fear in Jin Wushu's eyes, she suddenly realised that he was afraid of death!

Jin Wushu was afraid of death too!

In this world, only death awaited him.

He was as formidable as Jin Wushu, but the moment the Death God descended, his expression changed to that of a child's.

Actually, his illness was not that serious. Most likely, it was the wounds on his face, the unrestrained flow of water, the tetanus infection, and the high fever. As long as he took medication and took care of himself, he would not die.

Seeing him flustered, Hua Rong did not comfort him, but instead thought that since this man was so arrogant, it would be good to scare him.

"Hua Rong, will I die?"

"If you still act so arrogantly, you might go see your second brother."

However, his eyeballs were constantly following Hua Rong's body. Seeing that she was about to leave, he immediately said, "Don't go."

"You rest first and take the medicine after you sleep. You'll be fine tomorrow."

"What medicine? No, we never take drugs, Hua Rong, you want to harm me? "To become a Magus, one must be a Magus …"

Hua Rong scoffed, "Do you really think that you can cure the disease just by looking for two witch doctors to play with a few times? Do you want to kill a dog and drip some dog blood on you to see if there are any monsters or monsters that can possess you? "Hehe, you were originally a monster. Maybe you found your way back to where you came from, maybe a wild wolf or wild boar from the plains …"

Jin Wushu saw that she was unrestrainedly teasing the Fairies' habit and was angered: "Hua Rong, you dare to look down on my Da Jin Customary? What does your Southern Barbarians know? That damned Sow … "

"Your Da Jin is good at everything, why would he covet Song Kingdom? Let me tell you, when the Song Kingdom's royals and nobles get sick, it was all because of the group of doctors. Where are you Golden Man? Barbarian people, barbaric martyrs, sick people who do not know healing, and also blindly arrogant, other than the fist, what else do you know? Didn't you claim that you are familiar with the culture of the Southern Dynasty? Then, do you know that one of our ancestors, Shennong, tasted the Hundred Herbs to cure the people and cure the diseases? It's laughable that these Golden Man, Jin Wushu, should you go and invite this Great God Jump over? If you want it, I won't boil the medicine anymore. Let's see if they can cure your illness or if you want to follow your second brother. "

Jin Wushu was so angry that he couldn't say anything, but when he thought about the death of his second brother, he was afraid that he had the same problem as her.

"Jin Wushu, do you not want to take the medicine? "Since that's the case, I won't trouble you any longer …"

"You …!"

Hua Rong saw him staring at her, and her eyes revealed a fierce light, as she said with a smile that was not a smile: "I am very curious, Jin Wushu, after you die, will Gu Shen also take over those wives of yours? Or Zong Han inheriting? Have you thought about who would be buried as a martyr? "

He was so angry that he wanted to jump up and grab her by the neck. However, the fever was getting worse and worse, causing him to lose consciousness. How could he jump?

The medicine was quickly served, and Hua Rong left.

The two servants went to feed him, but he shouted hoarsely, "Hua Rong, feed me …"

"Dream on!" I am your bed quilt, and I am here to serve tea and pour water? "

"Could it be that when Yue Pengju is sick, you have the same attitude as him?"

"Yue Pengju is my husband, I naturally have to meticulously attend to him. Who are you to me? What does your life or death have to do with me? Jin Wushu, you overestimate yourself … "

"Hua Rong, I won't forgive you … "An evil woman without a conscience …"

Regardless of how he shouted, Hua Rong had already walked out of the room, to the door, and laughed out loud: "Jin Wushu, if you want to get angry, you should get better first. A sick cat, what are you being so crazy for …"

Jin Wushu was so angry that he snatched the medicine bowl, and before he could even get cold, he drank it all in one gulp. He said angrily, "Give me another bowl."

The maid quickly brought another bowl. He quickly drank it again, and even more so, he was dizzy. He fell asleep on the pillow.

When he woke up again, it was already noon of the second day.

He rubbed his head. Although it was still hot, he was much better and more clear-headed. He sat up and shouted, "Hua Rong!"

The maid standing by the side saw that he had woken up and shouted for Hua Rong, she immediately said: "Fourth Prince, Miss Hua Rong has gone out."

"What's she doing out?"

"No one knows the medicinal herb she wants. She can only look for it herself …"

Jin Wushu said angrily: "Where is she going to find her?"

"There are two guards following her on the mountain outside."

The maid said cautiously, "In the morning, the butler went to invite the Magus over. However, she chased him away, saying that the Magus was useless …"

Jin Wushu had already recovered a little, and believed in Hua Rong's treatment. He could no longer be bothered with the matters of the Magi, but hearing that Hua Rong was looking for medicinal herbs to save him, he got up from his bed, walked around, and laughed out loud.

Just as he was feeling pleased with himself, he suddenly heard footsteps at the door. It was Hua Rong who had returned and was instructing the people outside to make medicine. He was crafty and cunning, she knew that if she was really "good", Hua Rong would immediately ignore him and lie back down barefooted, even pulling up a blanket to cover herself, looking as if she was in extreme pain.

Hua Rong was already inside: "Fourth Prince, are you better?"

He looked more and more miserable.

Hua Rong walked in: "Hello, Jin Wushu..."

Seeing that he was still in pain, Hua Rong reached out her hand to touch his forehead. The corners of his mouth twitched, as though she was trembling.

What's wrong with this person? Would there be such a strange disease?

She suddenly shouted and pulled off the blanket on his body, "Jin Wushu, are you pretending?"

Jin Wushu stood up, and his original sneaky smile turned into anger. "Wicked woman, you really don't look like a woman …"

It really was an act.

Hua Rong took a step back, sat by the side, and said coldly: "You don't have to continue pretending, just a little cold, and drink three more bowls of medicinal herbs later, I guarantee that you won't die."

Jin Wushu sat on the side of the bed. At this time, he suddenly felt a little sad: "Hua Rong, tell me, if my Second Brother received this kind of treatment, would he not die?"

"How should I know? I didn't see your second brother's situation. " Zong Wang was one of the better ones, but he died too quickly. Hua Rong was depressed and could not help but say: "Why not Zong Han died? "Hai."

Seeing her so worried, Jin Wushu said: "Hua Rong, you save my life, I will repay you with both of their lives."

She was full of hope: "Where is Empress Dowager Wei? Let her follow me back to Song Kingdom, okay? "

He suddenly got out of bed and came to her side.

"Hua Rong, if you are willing to stay, I can promise that I will use my good offices to bring you back to Empress Dowager Wei."

"Hahaha."

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at your dreams."

Jin Wushu glared at her, turned around and went back to lie on the bed. It was the first time he acted like a patient, unwilling to speak.