V2.Chapter 202

After a long time, he took out a porcelain vase from his sleeve and put it on the small table. He got up and left.

Seeing Yan Beicheng walk for a while, the flowers on the stranger just walk out of the bedroom.

She looked at the place yanbeicheng had just made for a while, and then fell on the small porcelain vase. Then the consciousness took up.

The body of the porcelain bottle is pure white without any label indicating what it is.

The stranger simply opened the cork and smelled it, but after a slight sniff, she instantly analyzed the ingredients of this medicine exactly.

Hongfeng, Ganoderma lucidum, Yanjiao

The properties of these drugs should be used to solve some kind of properties. I think this is the antidote of Yan Moli's poison.

Yan Moli's poison was really related to him. It seems that Yan Moli's coming to Yuzhou this time also violated the interests of Yanbei City, and there was a certain confrontation between them. However, it seems that Yan Mo Li didn't get a bargain.

Besides these, what she is more curious about now is the poison.

She had passed Yan Mo Li's pulse that day. The poison was not ordinary poison, and it was not nearly the same as her usual match. If she wanted to solve it, she would have to waste some time.

Even when Yan Beicheng began to accept such a talent, if there was a chance, I would really like to.

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In the past two days, Yan Mo Li was in the palace of King Yu. He accepted the maidservant arranged by the stranger, and the doctor who came to treat him also accepted it, and cooperated with the treatment very much.

Everything is very normal, even with no contact with the outside world, a calm look.

As for what the maidservant girl sent by the stranger saw, she didn't even know about the flower on the street. She didn't let them come back to report for the time being.

However, the flowers on the street have ordered, outside the news. What should be known should be clearly understood by Yan Moli.

Therefore, the matters of daily life and urine in today's palace have entered Yan Moli's ears.

For example, how much is the princess on the road now, and Yan Beicheng dotes on her.

Although Yan Mo Li listened, there was no wave on his face, but in his heart he laughed.

If Yan Beicheng is really pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, do you not know with his mind that this strange flower can also be regarded as the emperor sent to spy on him?

In this way, how can he really like the flowers on the street? These two people are just cooperative at most. And it is a kind of mutual defense. If we make a slight provocation, we can have problems.

With this in mind, he could not help but draw a meaningful color in his eyes, constantly calculating the feasibility of this matter, as well as the benefits to be obtained.

Before thinking about it for a long time, the wound on the chest suddenly hurt incomparably, as if bitten by tens of millions of mice, the pain of bone erosion.

Yan Mo's sharp eyebrow twitched slightly, and his thin lips tightly pressed into a straight line, but he could not see too much emotional fluctuation.

The bodyguard behind him noticed this, and his face changed slightly. He approached, lowered his voice and said, "Your Highness, but it's happening again?"

Yan Mo Li nodded and lowered his voice as well: "step back, don't show any flaws here."

There was a strong sense of forbearance in his voice, as if he had spent a great deal of effort in this sentence.

Then he went back to the room without saying a word.

The bodyguard saw this and went to a maid. He said in a low voice, "Your Highness should take a nap first. You go to prepare lunch. You'd better wake up and use it."