Chapter 575

Three or four days in the time do nothing, accompany in front of the hospital, one by one to help her test medicine, such a thing, Meng Xinghe of course can do, and is willing to do.

But he has no time.

After the training, he will begin to deploy his first battle with the Fusu people.

The first war is very important. He must do his best. I'm afraid he can't spare half a day, let alone three or four days? He was Meng Xinghe in Song Xijiao's heart, but he was the general of Daqing Dynasty first.

He has his mission, he has what he has to do.

"If you understand, please call my elder martial brother here. I want to detoxify quickly. I don't want to drag on."

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The censer curled, and the white smoke came out.

Ling Ziqing sat at the table, gently plucked the core of the censer with chopsticks, so that large pieces of white smoke came out, gradually covering the whole room.

Song Xijiao lies on the bed and looks at Ling Ziqing from the side of her head. She only feels that the smoke is misty. She is sitting there idly. She looks like a fairy who is looming.

"How about it?"

She asked anxiously.

Ling Ziqing is a faint smile, got up and looked at her and said: "failed, it seems that our luck is not so good."

"It's my bad luck."

Song Xijiao looks helpless and looks at her shoulder, where the wound is constantly cut open, forcing blood, feeding small mice, and then feeding with various antidotes.

Today, I have tried more than 20 bags, but I still haven't tried the real antidote.

Do you have to try the last package?

That would be too

It seems to have seen her depression, Ling Ziqing can't help but smile, took a bowl of tea to the bedside, fed her to drink, then slowly opened his mouth: "don't worry, there are only a few bags left, you can find them tonight."

"No, you've been sitting at the table for eight or nine hours today, and you won't be able to hold on. You go back to sleep and try again when you're done. "

"Hold on."

Ling Ziqing bent the corner of his mouth and gently wiped the remaining tea on Song Xijiao's lips with his finger pulp.

"After you leave Jinzhou City, I often stay up all night."

Hearing this, song Xijiao couldn't help but smile and said, "I said I would take care of myself. Don't you believe me?"

Ling Ziqing sat by her side and pointed the tip of her nose with a slight smile: "you are lying on the bed and saying this to me, there is no persuasion at all."

"This This time, it's a horse that stumbled and caught someone else's way

Song Xijiao sighed, her eyes purred and confused again.

"Come on, Meng Xinghe and I have just left Xianming pass. How can those killers accurately ambush on that hill?"

Ling Ziqing took the censer to the bedside, and then put song Xijiao's cold hands on it. While letting her warm, he said, "this shows that someone who knows Meng Xinghe and your habits has betrayed him."

People who know her and Meng Xinghe's habits very well?

There are not many such people!

Chen Yu, no way!

Zhao Jie, it's impossible!

Who the hell is that?

"It's Xuelian and song QingHan."

At this time, a deep voice suddenly rang from the beam of the room.

Song Xijiao followed the reputation and almost lost her breath!

The swordsman leaned against the beam, one leg straight, the other bent, and his posture relaxed and lazy, as if it were not the beam of a woman's boudoir, but his bed.

"Why are you there?"

The swordsman said boldly: "I said that before you and the prince meet again, I must guarantee your safety, and I must also take good care of you, so as not to carry the prince on your back

"I told you! I have nothing to do with him, and I won't see him again. You don't have to do these meaningless things any more

Song Xijiao was angry and cried out, but she was weak and coughed just after shouting.

Ling Ziqing frowned and supported her to lean on his legs. He gently gave her a smooth ride. He looked down and thought for a moment. Then he raised his head and looked at the swordsman.

"You are one of the people around the prince. You should know that the life and reputation of the women valued by his highness are important. You should protect Xijiao for your royal highness. You should not only protect Xijiao's life, but also protect her integrity. "

On hearing this, the swordsman despised him: "I stay here just to protect her reputation. Otherwise, you will be alone and alone. What's the matter with Miss Song's reputation?"

Lingzi said with a light smile: "Mr. Xiong is Xijiao's master. He is a teacher for one day and a father for life. I'm Xijiao's senior brother. I'll take care of her like her brother all my life. Even if I live in a room, it's nothing. But you If your royal highness knows that you will stay in Xijiao's boudoir day and night by taking advantage of your position... "

Between, a voice has not left the room.Joking, just for the prince to make a decision, hide the matter of song Xijiao, he was demoted into a common people, forever left the prince's side.

If he knew that he would climb song Xijiao's boudoir at night.

Is the prince still alive?

And although he is not at ease with Meng Xinghe, he is still very confident about Ling Ziqing.

This is a gentleman, a real gentleman.

"I tried..."

Late at night, even the moonlight is quietly behind the clouds, Ling Ziqing looked at the lively little mouse in front of him, and finally gave a long sigh of relief.

In the third to the last package, the antidote was finally tried out.

Without hesitation, he immediately poured the antidote into a bowl, and then put it into warm water to stir it. Then he carried it to the bed.

On the sickbed, song Xijiao has been vaguely asleep.

Ling Ziqing knew that although she talked and laughed with him every day as if nothing had happened during this period of time, in fact, the toxicity was torturing her every day, which made her lose a lot of weight and haggard a lot in just a few days.

He sat at the head of the bed, helped song Xijiao up, let her lean on his body, and then gently shook her shoulder: "Xijiao, wake up."

"Well..."

Song Xijiao wakes up sleepily and looks up at Ling Ziqing.

"Elder martial brother?"

Ling Ziqing looked at her weak listless appearance, the expression of heartache in his eyes.

He put the bowl to song Xijiao's mouth and said in a soft voice, "when the medicine is ready, open your mouth and drink the antidote. You can have a good sleep tonight and get up early tomorrow, and you will be as before."

Song Xijiao didn't open her eyes until noon the next day.

As soon as she sat up, she came into her room and put her warm clothes in front of her bed. She said with a smile, "Oh, girl's body is getting better at last! This is the dress that master Ling asked the maid to prepare for the girl. Change it quickly and get up to eat. "

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