Chang'an mobilized his inner strength, distancing his voice, and asked softly and gently, "I wonder if the prince is satisfied with Chang'an."
At the same time, he did not forget to press Bei Mingxuan's laugh point. In an instant, Bei Mingxuan's laughter filled the room and also reached the ears of the people who were peeking at the roof at night.
As they talked back and forth, Chang'an used his inner strength to suppress the cold poison in Bei Mingxuan's body.
When the people on the roof left, Chang'an shouted, "Someone come here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chang'an waved his hand and the warm curtain covered the two people on the couch.
"Miss, what do you want me to do for you?" Dongxue stood at the door with her head down, not daring to look up.
"Prepare some hot water. I need to help the prince bathe. Go tell Fu Lin and Fu Cheng that the prince's wine is out. Ask them to bring some when they come."
"Yes." Dongxue left.
Chang An finally looked at Bei Ming Xuan. The teasing expression on his face had disappeared, and he now looked serious with a hint of worry in his eyes. "Your Highness is a heavy drinker, how could he spill the wine?"
Bei Mingxuan was already cold, his upper and lower lips trembling. "Gu Changan, you, you really are quite capable. You are the knife and I am the meat."
Chang An frowned and helped Bei Mingxuan sit up opposite him. "You talk too much nonsense. Shut up and relax. Fu Lin and Fu Cheng will be here soon."
Bei Mingxuan glanced at the ceiling, and Chang'an covered Bei Mingxuan with the quilt. "That person should have left."
Changan asked, "Why was your wine spilled? Was it a coincidence? Or was it originally aimed at you?"
"It's hard to say." At this moment, Bei Mingxuan felt as if his whole body was frozen and he was numb from the cold.
Chang'an frowned. He remembered that last time, after Bei Mingxuan spilled his wine, it took several hours for the poison to take effect. Why was it such a short time this time? Or was his wine already gone?
Chang An couldn't figure it out. "Bei Mingxuan, how can I help you suppress the poison in your body without hot water?"
Bei Mingxuan breathed faintly, "Drizzling Rain Heart Technique."
Chang'an didn't say anything, but just wrapped Bei Mingxuan with another quilt on the couch, and at the same time added a lot of silver charcoal in the room into the charcoal basin.
"Miss." Dongxue called out from outside, "I have prepared hot water, and Master Fu Lin is also coming."
Chang'an's voice carried a hint of anxiety that he himself was not aware of. "Fu Lin, come in. Dongxue is guarding outside. No one is allowed to come in without instructions."
"Your Highness." Fu Lin looked at Bei Mingxuan in surprise. His face was covered with frost. He looked as if he had been frozen in an ice cellar. "How could this happen?"
When Fu Cheng was leaving, he told Fu Lin that someone had visited the mansion at night.
So he arranged for someone to investigate and hid in the dark.
However, Fu Lin did not see the man smash Bei Mingxuan's wine jug with a hidden weapon.
When Bei Mingxuan's wine jug broke, he just thought that the wine jug was pregnant.
Changan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, "Where's the wine?"
Bei Mingxuan was already unconscious at this time, but the people in the room didn't know that he was still conscious.
But it seems that he has passed out.
"Why did the master suddenly become like this?" Fu Lin looked worried.
Chang An didn't say anything. She took the wine jug and tried to get Bei Mingxuan to drink. But the next second, she realized that Bei Mingxuan seemed unable to open his mouth. "What should I do?"
"Princess, in my opinion, the prince's condition is more serious than last time." Fu Lin frowned. "Look carefully, the master's face is already sealed by a thin layer of ice."
Chang'an glanced at the bathtub that had been prepared, "Fu Lin, hurry up and help your master in. You stay outside the door and let Dongxue in."
The two men helped Bei Mingxuan into the bathtub, and Fu Lin left.
Dongxue entered the room and started heating the water according to Chang'an's instructions.
Dongxue was surprised by Bei Mingxuan's sudden change, but she knew that she couldn't ask unless her master told her.
Soon, the thin layer of ice on Bei Mingxuan's face disappeared. Although his body was still cold, his current condition was much better than before.
At this moment, Chang An was not in the bathtub with Bei Ming Xuan. He was standing outside the tub, carefully observing Bei Ming Xuan's changes. "Bei Ming Xuan, can you hear me?"
However, Bei Mingxuan did not react at all.
Chang'an tested the water temperature, and the water in the bathtub was still cold. She knew that was because Bei Mingxuan was still having cold air coming out of his body.
Just when she was about to force the wine into Bei Mingxuan's mouth, she saw that the water in the barrel was freezing rapidly. When she looked up again, the ice had frozen the part below Bei Mingxuan's chest.
Dongxue, who had been concentrating on boiling water, also noticed the situation, "Miss, the prince..."
But before he could finish his words, he was knocked unconscious by Chang'an and fell to the ground.
There are many things that are not suitable for Dongxue to know. She hopes that Dongxue can live in peace, and it is inevitable for her to stay away from these right and wrongs.
Chang'an noticed that although the water in the bathtub was frozen, it was only a thin layer, and the water beneath the ice was still surging.
She placed her hands on the ice, mobilized all the energy in her body, and circulated it into her palms. The ice melted instantly. In a moment, the water in the tub seemed to boil, and hot bubbles appeared. Chang An quickly entered the tub, "Bei Mingxuan, did you hear me?"
Changan said, reaching out to test the aorta coming out of Bei Mingxuan's neck, "Fortunately."
After saying that, she picked up the wine jug beside her, pinched Bei Mingxuan's lips, and poured the wine into his mouth. However, Bei Mingxuan, who was in a coma, was unable to swallow, and the wine she had fed him flowed out of his mouth again.
Chang An looked at Bei Mingxuan, frowning, and muttered to himself, "What an unlucky guy."
After he finished speaking, he tilted his head back and took a sip of the wine in the pot, then leaned forward and placed his lips on Bei Mingxuan's lips. The wine in his mouth slowly flowed into Bei Mingxuan's mouth. This continued until more than half of the wine in the pot had been drunk, and only then did Chang'an put the pot down.
If Chang'an knew at this moment that Bei Mingxuan was conscious, she would never do so.
Actually, Chang'an just didn't want Bei Mingxuan to look so miserable after suppressing the poison for him like last time, so he fed the wine into Bei Mingxuan's mouth in advance.
Chang'an focused his attention, silently reciting the Xiyu Heart Method in his mind, slowly concentrating his internal energy on his hands, and then transferring it to Bei Mingxuan.
In an instant, Bei Mingxuan felt a hint of warmth slowly seeping through his skin.
It seeped into his blood and bone marrow, warming his entire body. Of course, the wine he had just drunk also played a significant role.
When Bei Mingxuan woke up, Chang'an's forehead was covered with sweat and he looked exhausted. He leaned on Bei Mingxuan's chest. The only difference from last time was that he did not vomit blood and his breathing was still relatively stable.
Bei Mingxuan tried to call out, "Chang'an?"
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