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East Palace.

Ningxue waved her hand to dismiss the palace maids in the palace, walked lightly to Yang Chaoxue's side, leaned over and whispered: "Madam, it's done."

Yang Chaoxue paused while combing her hair and raised her eyes to look at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were charming and a trace of satisfaction was still there.

“I thought she was amazing.”

Yang Chaoxue put down the silver comb, smeared some lip balm on her fingertips, and carefully applied it in front of the mirror.

A hint of red spread across the slender fingertips.

"It doesn't matter if you are the county lord. If you don't have any skills, you will still be manipulated by me."

Ningxue handed her the handkerchief.

Yang Chaoxue reached out to wipe off her lip balm, her expression indifferent: "Where is the prince now?"

"It should be with the Crown Princess."

Yang Chaoxue's eyes stopped, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he wiped it casually.

She threw the handkerchief away.

"Go ahead and say I slipped and fell into the pool and got scared."

Ningxue bowed and said, "Yes."

*

Quling Marquis Mansion.

After the imperial physician finished taking the patient's pulse, he frowned, reached out his hand to feel the patient's pulse, and his eyes became more and more suspicious.

Qing Wu looked very nervous.

"Doctor, what poison has my wife been poisoned by?"

The imperial physician was in a state of panic, not daring to raise his head and look at Cui Huaiji. "My Lord, the poison that the county lord of Junning was infected with doesn't look like a poison from the Central Plains, but more like... a poison from the Northern Di."

It’s the Northern Di again.

Cui Huaiji: "Can this poison be cured?"

The imperial physician expressed shame.

No one in the Yu Dynasty has truly understood the poison of the Northern Di people, and the only records in medical books do not match the actual situation.

However, the imperial physician was certain of one thing: "This poison will not endanger the county lord's life, but it will cause him some pain."

Feeling Cui Huaiji's murderous gaze, he shuddered and immediately said, "I will prescribe some medicine to alleviate the county lord's pain."

Cui Huaiji smiled and said, "Thank you, Imperial Physician Lao."

The imperial physician smiled wryly: "As it should be, as it should be..."

Qing Wu turned his head to glance at the imperial physician's back, then looked at his wife lying pale on the bed, feeling upset and guilty.

It's all her fault. Everything had been checked, so why did my wife still get poisoned?

Cui Huaiji walked to the bedside, his eyes dim, and asked her who she had seen today.

When he heard Xu Nanheng's name, his face turned visibly ugly.

Song Jin had only drunk tea, so he immediately asked Shi An to check the wine shop, but found nothing after a while. Qing Wu personally brewed the tea, so there was no way it could go wrong, and Qing Wu was very sure of this.

Unless... there was something wrong with the tea from the beginning!

Qing Wu also thought of this and his face turned pale instantly.

Cui Huaiji glanced at her, told her to take good care of Song Jin, and left without looking back.

Qing Wu looked at his angry back, and a shocking thought flashed through her mind, but she felt it was absurd.

Who is Cui Huaiji? Why would he do such a shameless thing for his wife?

*

The night is lonely.

The streets are brightly lit and crowded with people.

Faint panting sounds came from the dim alley.

Bang!

Another heavy punch.

Xu Nanheng was hit hard on the chin and fell to the ground spitting blood.

"Cui Huaiji, you are beating the prince!"

He was furious and helpless.

Cui Huaiji's martial arts skills were superior to his, and he was knocked down before he could even get close to him.

The alley was deep and no matter how many moans were heard, they would be swallowed up by the darkness and no one would notice that there was a fight going on here.

Cui Huaiji grabbed his collar, stared at his bruised face indifferently, and sneered with disdain: "If I dare to beat the crown prince, why shouldn't I dare to beat a prince like you!"

Fists rained down like crazy.

Cui Huaiji simply tore off the corner of his clothes and stuffed it into his mouth.

A quarter of an hour later, Xu Nanheng fell to the ground motionless. The slightest movement caused pain all over his body.

Cui Huaiji deliberately avoided the eye-catching places and hit the invisible places with full force, which was guaranteed to make him suffer for a month.

After beating the man, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the blood on the back of his hand.

"Where is the antidote?"

Xu Nanheng grimaced and said, enduring the pain: "I said I didn't poison you!"

The tea was made by Song Jin's maid herself. Who can prove that he tampered with it?

Cui Huaiji seemed to have expected him to say this, and said calmly: "You deliberately put drugs in the wine. You knew that she would be suspicious of you and would not drink it easily, so you put poison in the tea. There are not many people in my Yu Dynasty who know about Beidi's poison, but it does not mean that no one knows about it."

He raised his foot and stepped on the back of Xu Nanheng's hand, pressing it hard with his toes.

"Xu Nanheng, you should be thankful that this poison won't kill her."

Xu Nanheng understood what he meant.

So what if his life is in danger? Why should he give up the person he can't get to Cui Huaiji!

If he hadn't interfered, would Song Jin have thought of breaking off the engagement with him?

After all, he is a prince. Even if his father values ​​Cui Huaiji, can he kill a prince for Cui Huaiji? !

Under the dim moonlight, the face that was praised by the world as being as compassionate as the Jade Guanyin, was faintly flowing with an unknown murderous intent, looming.

The familiar chill came over me again.

Xu Nanheng's pupils shrank slightly.

*

Song Jin was in a coma for three whole days.

Qing Wuyi took care of her without taking any action. During this time, Cui Huaiji would also come over, but he would leave in a hurry every time, as if there was a problem in the selection of personnel for the sea voyage.

Qing Wu didn't dare to ask. Looking at the dark circles under his eyes, she felt very complicated.

Lord Hou...seems to like her wife.

Song Jin opened his eyes from the chaos and saw her staring at a certain place with a worried look on her face.

"Green mist..."

When Qing Wu heard the commotion, her eyes turned red instantly and she threw herself on the bed, blaming herself constantly.

Song Jin knew that she was afraid, so he let her cry.

Knowing that the poison would not take her life, Song Jin actually felt that it was not a big deal. Perhaps it was because she had died once that she could face it calmly.

It's just some pain, can it compare to the pain of having your heart pierced?

Song Jin acted very calm.

Instead, Qing Wu felt even more sorry for her.

She went to wash and dress up, and her pale face was covered with rouge and powder, making her look less haggard.

Qing Wu rolled up her sleeves, determined to dress herself up beautifully.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful young lady in the bronze mirror, whose every frown and smile was so eye-catching, Qingwu nodded with satisfaction and picked up the silver hairpin to put it on her.

"County Lord, the eldest princess is here."

As soon as the maid outside the door finished speaking, Xu Li'er hurried in.

The worry on his face didn't seem fake.

"Ms. Song, I heard you were ill?"

Cui Huaiji told the outside world that Song Jin was too tired and caught a cold.

Xu Li'er naturally didn't believe it. She had just parted with Song Jin in the evening, and there was no sign of fatigue on her face. How could she fall ill overnight?

Qing Wu took the maid in the room and left.

Song Jin smiled faintly, "I am sick. I caught a cold from catching a cold at night."

Xu Lier was half-believing and half-doubting, and didn't ask any more questions: "So that's how it is..."

She looked hesitant, as if she wanted to say something.

Song Jin raised his eyelids and coughed pretentiously: "Princess, do you have something to say to me?"

Xu Li'er subconsciously paid attention to her surroundings.

The cautiousness and prudentness learned in the palace have been ingrained into his bones.

She lowered her voice: "I also heard it from others. The Crown Prince's concubine... seems to be pregnant."

Song Jin showed a look of embarrassment in his eyes.

Is Yang Chaoxue pregnant?

In her previous life, Yang Chaoxue had no children. At least, no one had ever mentioned it while she was still alive.

"How credible is this story?"

Xu Li'er shook her head: "It's hard to say. The Crown Prince hasn't had sex with the Crown Princess for more than a month. Who knows if the Concubine is really pregnant."

Song Jin's brows wrinkled when he heard this.

Something is wrong.

Yang Chaoxue likes Xu Nanheng so much, why would she let herself get pregnant with the prince's child?

"What's wrong?"

Seeing her serious expression, Xu Lier couldn't help but ask softly, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Song Jin hesitated and pretended to be embarrassed: "Princess, I am just guessing, the baby in the concubine's belly...may not be the prince's."

She stopped there.

The incident between her and Xu Nanheng some time ago was known to everyone, so I thought that some people would believe what she said.

Xu Lian'er's experience was miserable, but she survived in the deep palace after all. How could she have survived to this day without some thought?

Song Jin never trusts anyone easily.

She knew that Xu Len'er needed her now, and she also needed Xu Len'er to help her with something.

Sure enough, when Xu Li'er heard her words, a hint of strangeness flashed across her eyes.

"Miss Song, you can't say that lightly. Whose child is the concubine carrying in her belly? I'm afraid no one knows better than the Crown Prince."

Song Jin lowered his eyes: "I said too much."

Xu Li'er spoke a few more words before taking out a red card and handing it to her.

Song Jin looked at the red invitation and began to think carefully.

"My marriage to my husband has been decided. It will be on the eighth day of next month. Miss Song must come. You have helped me a lot. You must drink my wedding wine."

Song Jin accepted the red invitation with a smile, "I will definitely not be absent. The eldest princess's wedding is a bit rushed, will it be in time for the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"

Xu Li'er's lips twitched slightly, and her smile was extremely sarcastic. "How could the imperial decree issued by my father not be completed?"

*

"Madam, this is the medicine you need to take today...ah!"

Qing Wu screamed briefly, immediately covered her mouth and ran over, looking nervously into Song Jin's eyes.

Song Jin didn't understand and reached out to touch his eyes.

Qing Wu grabbed her and said in a trembling voice: "Mom, madam, your eyes..."

She held up the mirror.

Song Jin in the mirror raised his eyebrows slightly with a puzzled look. He glanced sideways at himself in the mirror, but he could no longer look away.

"I...what's wrong?"

How come her eyes... turned into a crystal clear blue? !

Song Jin blinked hard.

I looked at myself in the mirror again and was stunned.

It's still that orchid color.

She was in a daze and felt a dense tingling sensation under her eyes. She couldn't bear it anymore and closed her eyes. She grabbed Qingwu's arm and spoke in an anxious and panicked tone.

"Qingwu! My eyes hurt!"

"My wife!"

Qing Wu was also at a loss.

She had never seen blue eyes.

In the panic, the voice of a maid was heard outside.

"My Lord."

It’s Cui Huaiji who sent it back!

Song Jin didn't dare let him see his current appearance.

Blue eyes. Unheard of.

She was busy hiding behind Qingwu.

Qing Wu's body froze immediately, and he stammered, "I've met the Marquis..."

Cui Huai looked at the master and servant, his brows furrowed.

"What happened?"