Chapter 50 Ling Zixia borrows blood to cure the poison
Zhao Wenxuan handed the cup of tea with his own blood dripped into it to Ling Zixia.
There was a hint of determination in his eyes that could not be rejected.
Ling Zixia raised her tearful face.
She looked at Zhao Wenxuan.
His eyes were filled with shock and emotion.
As if he had not expected him to do such a thing.
"Sir...how...how can this be done?"
There was a slight tremor in her voice.
"Your body is so precious, how can you be the daughter of a sinner like me..."
Zhao Wenxuan interrupted her.
"I said, from now on, I will protect you."
His tone was flat.
But with an unprecedented power.
Ling Zixia sneered in her heart.
But her face showed an expression that seemed to be about to cry.
She stretched out her slightly trembling hands.
She took the cup of tea from Zhao Wenxuan's hand.
"My lord, your kindness... I... Even if I were to be torn to pieces, I would never be able to repay you."
As she spoke, she was about to kneel down in front of Zhao Wenxuan.
Zhao Wenxuan immediately reached out to support her.
"Okay, saving people is the most important thing."
He urged.
Ling Zixia then stood up straight.
She was holding the cup of tea.
He walked slowly to the unconscious Liu Yunyao.
She squatted down.
She glanced at the tea in the cup.
A drop of bright red blood slowly spread in the clear yellow tea soup.
A faint streak of blood formed.
The corner of Ling Zixia's mouth curled up in a strange arc that no one noticed.
She knows.
My real purpose has been achieved.
The so-called use of heart blood as a medicine inducer was just a lie she made up.
The purpose is to force Zhao Wenxuan to make a choice.
What she wanted to see was not whether Zhao Wenxuan would save Liu Yunyao.
But whether he is willing to pay the price for himself.
It seems so now.
This fish has been completely hooked.
And this drop of Zhao Wenxuan's blood.
For her, it has a more important purpose than saving Liu Yunyao.
She held out her left hand.
She lightly touched the rim of the cup with her thumb.
At the moment her fingertips touched the teacup.
The power of the golden finger is activated again.
The ordinary tea in the cup and the ordinary drop of blood from Zhao Wenxuan.
A wonderful chemical reaction occurred instantly.
There is nothing special about Zhao Wenxuan's blood.
But in this prime minister's mansion.
He is the eldest son of Zhao Wuji.
Daily diet and daily life must be immersed in various precious tonics.
Ginseng, deer antler, Ganoderma lucidum, snow lotus.
These things accumulate over time.
His blood has long been transformed into a mobile "medicine depot".
And Ling Zixia's golden finger.
What I am doing at this moment.
It is to remove the warming and nourishing medicinal properties in his blood.
All reversed.
Tonic turns into poison.
Blood that is originally a great source of vitality.
At this moment.
It has become a trigger that contains chronic and severe poison.
This poison will not take effect immediately.
It lurks in the human body.
Colorless, odorless, and undetectable.
It will only change over time.
Slowly eroding the poisoned person's internal organs.
Let the poisoned person be unaware.
Becoming weaker and weaker.
Eventually, the oil ran out and the lamp died.
And this cup of transformed tea.
It is also given another function.
That is to remove the violent poison in Liu Yunyao's body.
One medicine, two uses.
It can save lives, but it can also kill people.
This is the terrifying aspect of Ling Zixia's methods.
She did it all.
No longer hesitate.
She pinched Liu Yunyao's mouth open.
She brought the cup of tea which was an "antidote" to Liu Yunyao but a "poison" to others.
Pour it in slowly.
The tea slid down Liu Yunyao's throat and into her stomach.
Miracle happened again.
Liu Yunyao's face turned blue and purple due to the onset of the poison.
It actually began to regain its redness at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her rapid, shallow breathing.
It also gradually became stable and powerful.
The veins on her body bulged out from her madness.
It also slowly calmed down.
It only takes a short cup of tea.
Liu Yunyao's physical condition miraculously stabilized.
Although she was still in a coma.
But anyone with a discerning eye can see it.
Her life was saved.
Zhao Wenxuan looked at the magical scene in front of him.
Shock appeared in his eyes again.
He could never have imagined it.
A drop of your own blood, plus a cup of ordinary coarse tea.
In Ling Zixia's hands, it could actually exert an effect comparable to a panacea.
This woman...how many secrets does she still hide?
His fear of Ling Zixia deepened.
But at the same time.
His dependence and trust in Ling Zixia also became stronger.
Because he witnessed it with his own eyes.
This woman really has the ability to turn decay into magic.
And such ability will be of immeasurable help to his future undertakings.
Ling Zixia stood up.
She set the empty teacup aside.
A tired look appeared on her face.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief.
"Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission."
She said to Zhao Wenxuan.
"Sister Liu's life has finally been saved."
"Although the toxins in her body have been eliminated, her mind and spirit have been severely damaged. I'm afraid... she will need to rest for a long time before she can recover."
Zhao Wenxuan nodded.
He walked to Liu Yunyao's side.
He checked her breath.
I found that it has indeed stabilized a lot.
A huge stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
He turned around.
He looked at Ling Zixia's face, which was becoming increasingly paler due to "exhaustion of mental energy".
A trace of guilt and pity flashed in his eyes.
"Thank you for your hard work today."
His voice became gentler than ever before.
"I'll let Zhang Mo take you back to rest."
"From today on, no one is allowed to disturb you in the meditation center without my permission."
This promise carries great weight.
It means.
Ling Zixia is in the prime minister's residence.
He has a special status second only to himself.
And absolute security.
Ling Zixia nodded submissively.
"Everything... is subject to your arrangements."
As she spoke, her body swayed slightly.
It felt like I was going to faint at any moment.
Qing'er, who was standing by, quickly stepped forward and supported her.
Seeing this, Zhao Wenxuan immediately gave instructions to Zhang Mo.
"Quick, escort Aunt Ling back."
Zhang Mo immediately responded and stepped forward.
He and several other guards.
Carefully escorting Ling Zixia and Qing'er.
Left this bloody meditation hall.
Watching their backs as they left.
Zhao Wenxuan's eyes became more profound.
He looked down at the small cut on his finger.
The wound has stopped bleeding.
But he had a strange feeling.
As if it were something important in my life.
Already with that drop of blood.
It stayed on that woman forever.
What he didn't know was.
He left behind.
More than just a drop of blood.
It is also a seed of death that could take his life in the future.
And just at the moment when Ling Zixia walked out of Siguozhai.
Something happened that no one expected.
A eunuch in official robes delivering imperial decrees.
Under the escort of a team of imperial guards.
He arrived at the prime minister's residence in a hurry.
He held high the bright yellow imperial edict in his hand.
Preaching in a high-pitched voice.
"The imperial edict has arrived!"
"Where is Prime Minister Zhao Wuji? Come out immediately to receive the order!"
This sudden change.
The entire prime minister's residence was plunged into a tense atmosphere.
Zhao Wenxuan's expression changed.
He had no time to think about Ling Zixia.
He immediately walked quickly towards the front hall.
And Ling Zixia just walked into the courtyard.
When I heard the word "imperial edict".
His footsteps also paused slightly.
A barely perceptible gleam flashed in her eyes.
She knows.
The chess game in the palace.
Finally there is new movement.
And she is just a seemingly insignificant chess piece.
It is about to be pushed to the forefront again.
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