"What are you talking about, the future head of the family?" The old man thought this was strange, and then asked, "Why, the current head of the family is not here either?"

"You don't know what's going on here, but you know about that little girl Beichen." Yan Qingqiu asked him.

The old man nodded: "That's right, she is the future head of the North Courtyard."

"She actually framed us and wanted to take Li Rongsen away to serve her for three months. Do you think we can tolerate this?" Yan Qingqiu said while drinking soup.

"How ridiculous." The old man suddenly shouted.

Yan Qingqiu almost knocked over the bowl. He turned to him and said, "Let us prepare first, then suddenly he started to yell."

The old man was a little embarrassed, and then said: "You want to exchange the eldest son with us? It's really too much."

"The eldest young master is not on the same side as her. An Yan wants to help the eldest young master take the position and become the head of the North Courtyard." Li Rongsen explained the matter to him simply and clearly.

The old man frowned, looked at Xian Anyan, and said, "This is going to be an internal fight."

"Let them fight their own battles. I won't get involved. I gave Beichen an acupuncture because she was blocking my way." An Yan said lightly.

The old man's eyes turned, and then he smiled and said, "This move of the city lord is brilliant. It's really brilliant."

An Yan also started drinking the soup and said, "This soup tastes very good. Is it chicken soup?"

"Then drink one more bowl." Li Rongsen handed another bowl to An Yan.

Yan Qingqiu said: "The old man in the North Courtyard is really anxious. Before the next day, he sent the chief steward over."

"I'm afraid the situation is not good. The more we struggle, the worse it will get. I guess Beichen is making a fuss over it." An Yan had already guessed it.

What she said was indeed true. Beichen used almost all of her strength to force the needle out, and she also took a lot of spiritual medicine, but it still didn't work. She didn't want to let the eldest master succeed, and she couldn't give in to An Yan.

But her body was becoming more and more uncomfortable. She almost didn't have the strength to speak. Her body was hot and cold. No matter how she lay down, she felt uncomfortable. Now she was even rolling her eyes.

The old man in the north courtyard was extremely anxious. He felt that this was not going to go well, so he immediately asked someone to call Bei Mo over. He first scolded him, and then said, "I really raised you in vain. How dare you conspire with outsiders to frame your sister."

"No, I didn't. She wanted to embarrass the Lord of West City. I was just defending myself and trying to get away." Bei Mo said to him.

"Shut up, you have only been coveting the position of dean for a long time and now you are about to get your wish, but you have to think clearly, you are risking your own sister's life to get this position." The old man in the North Courtyard was very angry, but he couldn't bear to watch his little daughter become a disabled person.

He knew in his heart that Beimo was a good material, but he just wasn't ambitious enough. It didn't matter if he said so, as Beiyuan would remain unchanged anyway. However, he wanted a bigger place and had more ambitious aspirations.

I'm afraid it won't work.

Beichen began to twitch all over, and the old man in the North Courtyard was so scared that he immediately called for a doctor.

The doctor shook his head and said, "Second Miss shouldn't take medicine carelessly. It will only make things worse."

"Stop talking nonsense. How should I treat it?"

"Father, we should send her to the North Courtyard for treatment. It won't be any later." Bei Xiang walked into the yard and said, "At this point, this is the only way. There is no other way."

"Finally, you are satisfied." The old man in the north yard snorted coldly.

"What are you saying, father? Aren't we your biological children? You must have loved mother for a few days, as if we are not your flesh and blood." Beixiang has a slightly aggressive personality. She usually doesn't like to talk, but once she opens her mouth, she is very direct.

Bei Mo glanced at her and signaled her not to be angry with the old man anymore.

The old man in the North Courtyard sighed and said, "Okay, you take her with you." He then took off the token of the head of the court and handed it to him, saying, "Take this. You will be the successor in the future, but there is one thing. You must protect me, Beichen Wuyou."

Bei Mo carefully put away the token, and then said, "I'll make a note of it." Then he told his servants to prepare the carriage.

A thick blanket was laid in the carriage, and two well-behaved maids were asked to serve Beichen, who was still unconscious. Her face was flushed and hot as if on fire.

The journey was neither fast nor slow, and we finally arrived at the gate of West City.

The old man went to greet him personally and had already arranged a comfortable stretcher to carry Beichen into the conference room.

An Yan was waiting for them there. She greeted Bei Mo first and said, "You are not too late to come today. I thought the old man would take two days to think about it."

"He has no time to consider, because my sister is willful and spoiled. After she messes around, she can't even wait until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Beimo pointed at Beichen who had been moved to the couch.

An Yan went to see her, then took her pulse and said, "What did she eat? It's too late to induce vomiting."

"There is a cure. My father is very anxious and I don't want anything to happen to her. After all, she is my sister." Bei Mo asked her.

"I didn't expect her to be so cruel to herself." An Yan shook her head gently, then went over to write two prescriptions, handed them to Yan Qingqiu, and said, "Go and help get the medicine, tell the servants to boil it, and come back quickly."

Yan Qingqiu nodded and immediately went out with what he had just given.

An Yan felt that this matter was uncertain. Fortunately, Li Rongsen had negotiated with the people at Huashe Mountain and transported a lot of rare medicinal materials over. Otherwise, it would have been quite troublesome.

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Bei Mo asked An Yan: "Why haven't you removed the needle from her yet?"

"Absolutely not. If you pull it out, she will die." The old man explained to Bei Mo, and then said, "This girl has taken a lot of medicines that she shouldn't have taken. If it weren't for this needle keeping her alive, she would have died long ago. If it is pulled out now, she will die immediately."

Bei Mo sighed, and then said to An Yan: "You must save her. I am willing to give you the treasure that the city lord wants."

"Don't worry, I will cure her. I don't want to hurt her life. I just want to quench her rage. Who would have thought that she would be so ignorant of it." An Yan had already taken out the golden needles to treat her.

When Yan Qingqiu came over, she called him over and said, "Come and see what kind of poison she was poisoned with."

Yan Qingqiu immediately felt her pulse and examined her condition. After a long silence, he said, "The medicines she took were not toxic, but they got mixed up when taken together. They should be three kinds. I'll make the antidote later."

"Are there any sequelae?" Bei Mo was deeply concerned about this matter.

"He might become an idiot." Yan Qingqiu blurted out.

Bei Mo's heart sank and his brows furrowed.

An Yan said: "It's not that serious, it won't happen, it's nothing more than lying in bed for a few months."

"How many months will you have to lie down?" Bei Mo asked again.

"At least ten months, at most twelve months." Yan Qingqiu said again.

Bei Mo ignored him and just asked An Yan: "What do you think?"

"Yes." An Yan did not refute Yan Qingqiu's words this time, and what he said might be a mild case. Everything will be known only after the poison is detoxified and the injection is removed.

Yan Qingqiu added: "If she didn't resist, she would have come back and had the needle removed and everything would have been fine, but she insisted on doing it herself."

"That's just her personality." Bei Mo sighed.

"It's all because of your old man's behavior." Yan Qingqiu snorted, then ran out to prepare the antidote.

At this time, Li Rongsen came over with a medicine cauldron and said, "I got this from the warehouse. See if you can use it."

An Yan took it and said, "It's useful." Then he said to Bei Mo, "You can go and rest first. I have asked the old man to arrange a guest room for you."

"I can't sleep either, so I might as well find someone to play chess with." Bei Mo looked at Li Rongsen and asked him, "Do you mind teaching me a lesson?"