The doctor who didn't come was the imperial physician from the palace.
It turned out that after the empress learned about this, she immediately sent the imperial physician to Prince Xi's mansion.
The imperial physician's carriage happened to be following behind Ying Xixi's carriage.
"Trouble you, Imperial Physician."
Ying Xixi said this and stood in front of the bed.
The imperial physician examined Wen Muchen and wrote a prescription for medicine and a medicinal bath.
“Wang, fortunately, Mr. Wang’s medicine is not very toxic and can be eliminated with medicine without any effect on the body.
After Wang Fu takes the medicine and takes a medicinal bath, the drug's effects will basically be eliminated. After that, he can rest for a few days."
The imperial physician's words made Ying Xixi feel relieved.
She had already thought about it. If the medicine was very poisonous, it could only be detoxified by the union of yin and yang.
Then she would have to see if there was an antidote in the system mall.
Fortunately, this medicine is not so vicious.
She no longer had to risk her life to save Wen Muchen.
The servant prepared the medicine soup and brought it to Wen Muchen, but he couldn't get it in at all.
Ying Xixi clicked her tongue and took the medicine bowl.
"Go prepare the medicinal bath first, and I will feed him the medicine."
Wen Muchen's servant Lin Lang agreed and left, looking back every few steps.
When he was about to step out of the door, he turned his head and saw that the prince was pinching the prince's cheek and pouring the medicine directly into his mouth!
Lin Lang: “!!!”
He thought the king would be gentle.
It turned out to be just what he thought.
Ying Xixi wiped the medicine stains from Wen Muchen's mouth, patted the non-existent dust off her hands, and breathed a sigh of relief.
She lifted the quilt, picked up Wen Muchen and carried him horizontally, and went to give him a medicinal bath.
She also quickly and roughly stripped Wen Muchen's clothes and threw him into the bathtub.
Lin Lang on the side: "........"
"Okay, keep an eye on Wen Muchen and pay attention to the time. Don't let him soak for too long.
Just get him out when it's almost time. I've got something else to do so I'll leave first."
Ying Xixi gave Lin Lang some instructions and strode away.
Lin Lang: “…”
He thought that Wang had some feelings for Wang Fu.
It turned out that he just thought so.
Wen Muchen's consciousness was still hazy. When he finally woke up, he found himself soaking in water.
The air in my nostrils was filled with the scent of herbs, which was very pleasant.
"My Lord! You're finally awake! The medicinal bath is almost done, you can get up now."
Lin Lang, who was standing by, saw Wen Muchen wake up and spoke happily.
"Medicinal bath?"
Only then did Wen Muchen realize that he was actually sitting in the bathtub.
"Please stand up first, my Lord. I will explain the details to you later."
Lin Lang brought a handkerchief and clothes.
Wen Muchen nodded, put on his clothes, wiped his hair, sat down on the bed and listened to Lin Lang talk about what happened tonight.
"...The prince was so womanly in protecting you! That young master was so angry that he cried!
The prince brought you back, and the imperial physician examined you..."
Lin Lang talked for a long time, and Wen Muchen finally understood.
He was plotted against, and it was Ying Xixi who saved him.
And Ying Xixi did not take advantage of the situation, but asked the imperial physician to prescribe medicine to detoxify him.
Wen Muchen pursed his lips tightly, and a hint of disappointment seemed to emerge in his heart.
Realizing what he was thinking, Wen Muchen raised his hand and slapped himself.
The crisp sound of "pa" startled Lin Lang.
"Wangfu! What's wrong with you?! Are you sick?!"
Wen Muchen sighed and rubbed his brows, "Maybe I'm really sick. I want to rest."
"Yes, if you need anything, just call me, I'm just outside."
Lin Lang said this before retreating.
Wen Muchen lay on the bed, still thinking about what Lin Lang had just said.
Ying Xixi seems to be really different from before.
However, when he thought that Ying Xixi had some feelings for him, she would turn around without hesitation and let him know that it was just his illusion.
Can he use Ying Xixi's feelings for him to kill Ying Xixi?
Or does he still need to find another way?
The next day.
Wen Muchen woke up and found that he had been dreaming all night, and his dreams were all about Ying Xixi.
In other words, he actually dreamed of Ying Xixi for the entire night!
It's so poisonous!
After Wen Muchen got up and washed, he asked the servants and found out that Ying Xixi was still at home, so he went to find Ying Xixi.
Ying Xixi had just finished washing up and was eating breakfast when she heard the servant report that the king's husband wanted to see her.
"Let him in."
Ying Xixi gave an order.
Wen Muchen was surprised that he was able to enter Ying Xixi's yard and see her again so smoothly.
"Wang, thank you for saving my life last night."
Wen Muchen bowed and thanked him first.
Ying Xixi swallowed the food in her mouth and glanced at Wen Muchen.
"How do you want to repay this king for saving your life?"
Wen Muchen choked, stunned by the question.
Saving my life...should I repay it with my body?
A hint of joy emerged in Wen Muchen's heart.
"Your Majesty, as the saying goes, one should repay a life-saving favor with one's own life. What do you think?"
Wen Muchen felt a little regretful after saying this.
He couldn't believe that these words could come out of his mouth.
But then he comforted himself in his heart that if Prince Xi really agreed, he would be able to get close to Prince Xi!
Wouldn’t that give us a chance to kill King Xi?
Thinking of this, Wen Muchen straightened his back even more and the shyness on his face deepened.
Although Ying Xixi didn't hear Wen Muchen's inner thoughts at the moment, she could more or less guess what he was thinking.
She would never do as he wished!
"No matter what, this king refuses."
The shyness on Wen Muchen's face froze, and his voice was hoarse, "Why?"
"Because you are not the type that this king likes. You know, this king likes petite and soft men.
You are so tall, even taller than me.
It feels hard and uncomfortable to hold."
Ying Xixi's reasons are simply impeccable.
Wen Muchen: “.........”
He was silent for a moment.
Ying Xixi's reason left him speechless.
He was not a native of the Silver Phoenix Dynasty, so naturally he could not be petite and delicate.
But he couldn't say this to Ying Xixi.
Ying Xixi looked at Wen Muchen who was frustrated and tapped the table with her fingertips.
"Have you eaten yet? If not, sit down and eat something."
Wen Muchen agreed with some disappointment and sat down next to Ying Xixi.
Under the table, the edge of his shoe just touched the edge of Ying Xixi's shoe.
[I really don't know what to say about this reason. I am not a man from the Silver Phoenix Dynasty. There is no way I can make myself smaller.
It seems that Ying Xixi still doesn’t know about my background.
If she knew, she probably wouldn't agree to let me be her husband.
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