C342 Xiuyu's severe disease

The sound of the corner guard, Wei Ting New Moon Dusk, the snowy mountain in front of the waterfront.

Today's weather was extremely cold. Even though Xiao Yang was wearing a light green cotton jacket, his face was still flushed red from the cold.

"Hurry over to the stove and roast it. The weather is cold, so don't get frozen." Duan Yunfei pulled her to the side so that she could warm herself up by the fire.

As Xiao Yang neared the charcoal stove, he turned his head to Duan Yunfei and said: "Princess, West Leung Mission has suddenly said his goodbyes, do you really not feel that something is amiss?"

When Duan Yunfei returned to the Side of table, holding the letter that Xiu Yu had written, she couldn't help but laugh. The words that she had said were sincere and the writing was tragic and miserable, but the truth of the letter, was something that no one would know.

"Young Prince Xiu Yu has practiced martial arts since childhood, and he was drinking and chatting with me yesterday. Today, he is sick, so I naturally do not believe that." Duan Yunfei slightly closed her eyes, and said to Xiao Yang who was by his side.

Seeing Duan Yunfei's appearance, Xiao Yang became even more doubtful. "She pointed at the letter in Duan Yunfei's hand, then looked at Duan Yunfei with suspicion as she shook his head. Then why are you still … "

Without waiting for Xiao Yang to finish speaking, Duan Yunfei laughed out loud. She turned her head to the side to look at Xiao Yang, and continued: "Since Xiu Yu has completed his own task, and wants to leave safely, how can I not give him face? Besides, he has been harping on this matter for two days already. I also wish for him to leave as soon as possible so that I can have some peace and quiet. "

Xiao Yang sat beside the charcoal stove. After hearing Duan Yunfei's words, he pondered for a moment before nodding to Duan Yunfei.

Although she did not understand the meaning behind Duan Yunfei's words, but every time she saw Duan Yunfei's confident look, she knew that Duan Yunfei was definitely not going to make a mistake. No matter what decision Duan Yunfei made, she was willing to believe in him.

The weather was cold, and Duan Yunfei scalded a jug of wine. She finished the sweet wine in no time.

Duan Yunfei raised the wine jug and drank the last mouthful. After that, he reached out and wiped the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, and said to Xiao Yang with a complacent look: "Xiao Yang, it's almost time for you to prepare some good medicinal ingredients, so I'll be going to see Young Prince Xiu Yu."

"Huh?" Hearing Duan Yunfei's words, Xiao Yang became even more confused. She hesitated for a bit, raised her head and asked Duan Yunfei: "Princess, didn't you just say that you already knew that Young Prince Xiu Yu was just pretending to be sick? Why do you have to go through so much trouble to visit him?

Unexpectedly, Duan Yunfei shook her head, and said to Xiao Yang: "I will not kill Bo Yan, but Bo Yan will die because of me. Although Young Prince is not ill, but because of this princess, he must become ill. I think that Young Prince Xiu Yu has already been prepared, if I don't go, won't that mean that I have failed his efforts? "

"Princess." Xiao Yang shouted loudly from behind him, but Duan Yunfei did not turn back, and instead walked straight out of the palace.

At this time, at Laiyang Inn.

The imperial physician stood in front of Xiu Yu with a bowl of soup.

"Young Prince, do you really want to drink this medicine?" The imperial physician handed the soup over to Xiu Yu, but didn't forget to ask him again. This medicine can't be considered a poison, but it will definitely harm your body. Are you sure you want to take this medicine? "

Without waiting for the imperial physician to finish speaking, Xiu Yu took the medicine from the imperial physician and drank it all in one gulp.

"It's an emergency. This king has already passed the letter of farewell to Thirteenth Princess, and there will never be another chance for me to regret it." Xiu Yu said as he finished the soup in one gulp and sighed softly.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Xiu Yu felt a splitting headache, and he was completely unable to move.

The imperial physician hurriedly helped Xiu Yu lie down on the bed and covered him with a blanket. Xiu Yu instantly felt his body becoming hot and cold, cold sweat unceasingly emerging from his forehead. His face was green, and it was as if millions of insects were devouring him. His veins bulged as he desperately pulled at the quilt beneath him.

"Young Prince, how are you feeling?" The imperial physician grabbed onto Xiu Yu's arm tightly, afraid that he would be unable to bear the pain and do something too extreme.

Xiu Yu was rolling on the bed, but he still endured, clenching his teeth with all his might as he nodded his head.

"Young Prince, this subject has already prepared the antidote. If you are unable to hold on any longer, swallow this pill. In less than an hour, your body's symptoms will definitely be relieved. " The imperial physician saw that Xiu Yu was in extreme discomfort. As he spoke to Xiu Yu, he passed the antidote onto Xiu Yu's hands.

But Xiu Yu's hands were tightly clenched into fists. The imperial physician couldn't break his hand no matter what.

"Forget it." "The imperial physician sighed, and then shook his head at Xiu Yu. This humble subject will first keep the antidote on myself, and when Young Prince needs it, I will immediately feed it to Young Prince. "

The imperial physician was helping Xiu Yu control the medicine inside the room when heavy knocking sounds came from outside the door.

The more people knew about this, the more unsafe the Emperor of Xiliang would be. Therefore, other than Xiu Yu and the imperial physician, only the Emperor of Xiliang himself knew of this.

Now that Xiu Yu had suddenly become severely ill, the other envoys that accompanied Xiu Yu to send out envoys to the Jin Country were extremely worried. At this moment, they were all outside of the hut wanting to see Xiu Yu to check on his situation.

"Young Prince, how is your condition? All of us are worried about you. Let's go in and see you. " Ambassadors stood outside the inn and spoke to Xiu Yu.

After all, Xiu Yu was the backbone of the envoys. If something were to happen to him, these envoys would not know what to do. The Jin Country was a nation of tigers and wolves. If Xiu Yu fell ill, no matter if it was the Jin Country or the Xiliang, they would not be able to give him an explanation.

"Young Prince, when the envoys from the Jin Country heard that you were sick, they all waited outside. They wanted to come in and see you to see your condition. "This …" The imperial physician stood off to the side, unsure of what to do.

The effects of the medicine had weakened a bit, Xiu Yu struggled with great difficulty, and occasionally nodded towards the imperial physician, signalling for the envoy outside to come in.

With Xiu Yu's permission, they immediately rushed in and jumped towards Xiu Yu's bedside and shouted, "Young Prince Mu." And there was even the sound of sobbing,

"What are you shouting for? This King isn't dead yet." Young Prince Mu saw their expressions, and immediately became agitated. Clenching his fists tightly, he spoke to Ambassadors.

The imperial physician saw that something was wrong and quickly persuaded the Ambassadors to leave.