There were crooked brush strokes written on the letter paper, and the characters looked like they were scratched by chicken claws, and were twisted and crooked.

content:

——Today, King Chen was ill and had a bad temper. He ate five bowls of rice in anger. The first one he ate was shredded potatoes with little salt, so he punished the servants severely. The second one he ate was steamed fish, which was too oily, so he angrily picked up the iron wok and cooked it himself.

"cough!"

Zong Zhengchen suddenly laughed out loud, then realized he had lost his composure, so he held back a cough and continued watching.

——Prince Chen is in danger, holding the beauty in his arms but not moving. I observe that he seems to be impotent.

"..." The curve of the man's mouth suddenly retracted and disappeared without a trace, and the aura around him also sank.

——Although this man is violent by nature, he looks good. According to my secret investigation, he has a black mole on the left side of his buttock.

“…”

Han Feng stood aside, and was secretly shocked when he saw his master laughing silently, looking down, and raising his eyebrows.

In the past, when the master dealt with undercover agents, he would use each of the eighteen tortures, including killing, cutting, whipping and flogging.

Can……

This is the first time I've seen someone laugh while watching something.

What exactly is written in this letter?

moment.

Zong Zhengchen closed the letter, hid the smile in his eyes, and said, "Let the princess come and serve."

Han Feng: “???”

Doesn’t the prince hate the princess the most? He has never summoned her three months after marrying her. Why is she acting so abnormal today? Could it be that the poison has damaged her brain?

A quarter of an hour later.

Qin Ye, who was pulled out of bed, came over slowly, holding a pillow in his hands, with embroidered shoes dragging on his feet. He was half asleep, and the eyes he stared at the man seemed to want to strangle him to death.

Disturbing people’s sweet dreams!

Dog man!

Hearing her thoughts, Zong Zhengchen raised his eyes and said, "This prince is injured, and Concubine Xiao has been taking care of him for a whole day. I will trouble you tonight, Princess."

Qin Ye cursed inwardly: There are so many servants in the mansion, but why did he bother her? Doesn't she want to sleep?

He really thinks he is the emperor and thinks everyone wants to serve him?

Fuck you!

She was dissatisfied in her heart, but smiled: "Of course, being able to serve the prince is a blessing that I have cultivated for eight lifetimes."

So, when will this seriously injured man be laid to rest, buried in the mountains, and ascend to heaven?

Zong Zhengchen had a blank expression on his face: "Since the princess has this awareness, then perform well."

I'm showing off!

Qin Ye resisted the urge to sleep and smiled sweeter than a flower: "I will come and feed the prince the medicine right away."

This man was full of energy yesterday, but he is listless today. He must be pretending!

She picked up the medicine bowl, grabbed his wrist, and tried to help him sit up when her fingertips accidentally touched his pulse.

poison……

It's poison!

With her advanced medical skills, she instantly realized that something was wrong with the man's body. This poison... the throat-sealing grass, the death-killing fruit, and the soul-breaking powder.

Three poisons mixed together.

Any kind of poison is enough to kill a person, so how come he is not dead yet?

Zong Zhengchen was even more shocked when he heard her thoughts. She could actually take a pulse? He even remembered what she had said before, what 21st century? She also said that she was a miracle doctor?

Qin Ye lowered his eyes.

Although these three poisons were powerful and overbearing, they were not a problem for her, except...

She refused to save him!

Hahahaha, may this dog man ascend to heaven!

I was dancing with joy in my heart.

Zong Zhengchen: “…”

Qin Ye smiled, scooped up a spoonful of medicine and fed it to the man's mouth.

Zong Zhengchen glanced at her and said in a cold tone: "The prince is not feeling well, but the princess seems to be very happy?"

Qin Ye smiled brighter than a flower: "This is a smile of joy for being able to serve you personally."

"Are you so happy that you want to serve me in my coffin?"

"Oh my, Your Majesty, you are too polite. We are a couple who will stay together until old age. When you die, won't I be the one to collect your body? You're welcome, you're welcome."

“…”

Zong Zhengchen could barely catch his breath and nearly vomited blood from the poison.