Mingyu paused for a moment before continuing, "A few days ago, I overheard the Princess say that Duke Yang of Qi secretly sent a letter back from Yujiang, but it was intercepted by the Princess's men."
"What! Ah Zhao sent back a letter?"
Yang Huaijin's face suddenly darkened. "What does this mean, Princess? Why did you intercept my sister's letter?"
Mingyu said, "I don't know. Although I am the princess's maid, the one who truly enjoys her trust is Nanny Hua. However, I later heard Nanny Hua mention that Duke Yang of Qi seemed to be saying that something had happened to the guards on the Yujiang border."
"Something happened to the guards? How is that possible? If something really happened, how could no one in the capital have heard the news?"
"I don't know about this servant."
Yang Tiejiang was clearly getting a little nervous: "No, this matter must be investigated."
"Dad, don't worry, let's see what else she has to say first." Yang Huaijin comforted her.
Yang Tiejiang then looked at Mingyu: "Yes, do you have anything else to say? If you have anything to say, please say it all at once. Don't make so many tricks. My mansion is not one to be toyed with casually."
"This servant does know one more thing."
After Mingyu finished speaking, she looked at Yang Huaijin, her eyes filled with guilt as she said, "Master Yang, I'm sorry. It's my fault. The reason I blame you is because I know something else."
"What's up?"
"Master Yang, your blood can cure the poison." Mingyu said.
Yang Huaijin was slightly stunned. "My blood can cure poison? Who said that?"
Mingyu glanced at Yang Tiejiang, then at Butler Yan, and finally said, "I cannot speak of this matter in public."
"Butler Yan, please go out first."
Upon hearing this, Butler Yan took his men to clear the area.
When only Yang Tiejiang and Yang Huaijin were left in the hall, Mingyu slowly said, "When I was with the Princess, I heard her say that Lord Yang's mother was a saint of the Miao people. Her bloodline was naturally able to control Gu, and she had a miraculous detoxification effect against Gu poisons."
"What kind of nonsense is this? Saint? I'm still the Holy Father."
Yang Tiejiang obviously didn't believe it.
The big fists banged on the table.
Mingyu lowered her head and said, "If you don't believe me, Lord, you only need to ask Lord Yang to take a little blood to prove it."
Mingyu untied the cloth that wrapped her hands and raised them up to reveal her festering hands.
"My hands are being corroded by poisonous insects."
"Master Yang's blood can cure the poison and also control it. If you want to prove whether what I said is true or not, Master Yang only needs to take out a little blood and test it."
Yang Tiejiang was also slightly surprised when he saw those hands.
A pair of hands so rotten that the bones are visible.
In such a situation, he can still wrap it with cloth. He is really cruel.
Yang Tiejiang seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked Yang Huaijin: "Ajin, you try it."
"Dad, do you really believe this?"
Yang Tiejiang urged, "Just try it if I tell you to. Stop talking nonsense."
Yang Huaijin then reluctantly cut his finger with a knife, and then dripped the blood from his finger onto Mingyu's hands.
'Sizzle!'
At the moment the blood dripped, a sizzling sound like barbecue suddenly rang out.
"ah!"
Mingyu screamed in pain.
But something magical happened.
I saw that the flesh under Mingyu where the blood was dripping began to twist and some extremely tiny white worms emerged. If you didn't look carefully, you really couldn't see them.
"Master Yang, we still need some blood..."
Yang Huaijin didn't care about the blood. Looking at the changes in her hands, he directly cut his palm with a dagger, letting the blood fall on her hands.
Just like that, with the sizzling sound.
Mingyu was trembling with pain but endured it and forced all the poisonous insects out. She caught them in a bowl and found half a bowl of transparent white insects. They were so tiny that they were even difficult to see with the naked eye because they were translucent.
It doesn't look disgusting.
But seeing that densely packed half bowl is really scary.
"My Lord, Lord Yang, you have seen it too. Everything I said is true..." After saying this, Mingyu seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. She rolled her eyes and fainted.
"She fainted already? Jin, can you see if she is really fainted?"
Faced with Yang Tiejiang's words, Yang Huaijin had no choice but to step forward. However, he did not use his hands to dig it out. Instead, he used his toes to poke it twice, then took out a handkerchief to wrap his hand and said, "He must have really fainted."
"It must have been painful, making that sizzling sound like barbecue."
Looking at Yang Huaijin who was sitting on the chair while wrapping his hands, Yang Tiejiang slapped the table and said, "Don't sit there, kid. Hurry and go to the palace."
Yang Huaijin was puzzled. "Why would I go to the palace? I finally got a day off, and I promised Xiao Xier that I would take her to fly a kite later, and to the sky bridge in the west of the city to watch the circus in the evening!"
Yang Tiejiang shouted in a hoarse voice: "You little bastard, it doesn't matter when you go out to play. The most important thing now is to quickly deliver your blood to the emperor."
"What the hell?"
As soon as Yang Huaijin finished speaking, he threw a stick in front of him: "Just go if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
"Forget it, I'll take you myself."
"Dad, if you have something to say, please talk to me nicely. Why are you pulling me?"
The father and son left talking.
Mingyu lying on the ground: ...
…
In the palace.
The energetic Emperor Wenyuan couldn't help but smile when he heard what Yang Tiejiang said. He said, "My dear Yang, who told you this? Blood can cure diseases? It's really nonsense. How can you believe it?"
Yang Tiejiang said seriously, "Your Majesty, I saw it with my own eyes. It's definitely not fake. How about you give it a try?"
Emperor Wenyuan was just about to say no.
But then a soft and charming voice came out from behind the curtain: "Your Majesty."
When Emperor Wenyuan heard the voice, his whole body trembled.
It looked like a hungry dog seeing a bone. Its eyebrows relaxed, it shook its head and wagged its tail, and looked at the approaching Yamei with shining eyes.
"Why are you up, beauty? Are you still sore?"
Emperor Wenyuan extended his hand toward her.
Ya Meiren followed Emperor Wenyuan's hand and sat down in his arms, her legs soft and limp. Then, shyly, she gently punched Emperor Wenyuan's skinny chest with her pink fist and whispered in a delicate voice, "Your Majesty was so brave just now, how could this concubine not be sore?"
Emperor Wenyuan laughed out loud after hearing this.
Yang Tiejiang: ...?
Yang Huaijin: ...?
The father and son both had expressions that were hard to describe for a moment. This was in the imperial study...
"His Majesty."
Seeing that Emperor Wenyuan was becoming more and more like a tyrant and wanted to do something on the spot, Yang Tiejiang quickly raised his voice with full force.
Only then did Emperor Wenyuan stop.
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