Ye Qianning took out the silver needle and acupunctured him. His appearance was not caused by his internal aura. The silver needle sealed the acupuncture points, and Sang Zhi's aura gradually recovered.
Putting down the silver needle, she raised her hand to take Sang Zhi's pulse, which was very weak.
And it seems to be caused by taking some kind of medicine.
"Du Yi, get a bottle."
Ye Qianning picked up Sang Zhi's hand and wanted to open his palm. Unexpectedly, his grip was very tight. She used some internal strength to open his palm.
A touch of red fell into her eyes, red headband?
Ye Qianning looked more and more familiar. He picked it up and took a closer look. He looked at Sang Zhi's pale face. He actually kept it?
Back then, she had a fight with Sang Rui in the Beili Palace and tore off her headband. After Sang Zhi gave it to her, she jokingly said she gave it to him. That day, she emerged from the palace with disheveled hair, which made everyone worried.
"Miss."
Du Yi got the porcelain bottle.
Ye Qianning retracted her mind, put the headband in her sleeve, picked up Sang Zhi's finger, pricked his fingertip with a silver needle, and bright red blood dripped into the porcelain bottle.
After taking a blood sample, he took out the elixir from the space and put it in his mouth.
Seeing Sang Zhi's brows tightening, Ye Qianning stood up and took out the soothing incense from the drawer and lit it.
A faint fragrance filled the room.
"How is it?" Dachun asked.
Ye Qianning raised his hand and shushed, indicating to go out first.
Several people walked out of the door and came to another room.
"Sang Zhi's aura is unstable. His internal strength is too strong. If he fluctuates even slightly, he will feel excruciating pain. I will temporarily seal his acupuncture points and he will be able to recover in a few days of cultivation." Ye Qianning said.
"That's good." Dachun breathed a sigh of relief.
"Uncle Da Chun, why are you with him?"
"Two days ago, I found the Eighth Prince in front of a water stream. At that time, the Eighth Prince was covered in ice and it was scary. I responded..." Dachun was so frightened at that time.
He thought the eighth prince was cold.
"Did you notice anything unusual around here?"
Dachun thought for a while and shook his head: "Not really."
Ye Qianning lowered his eyes.
There were dozens of hidden guards around Sang Zhi, including four high-ranking royal hidden guards. None of them noticed Sang Zhi. They must have been stopped by someone.
And he found that there was an invisible needle hole on Sang Zhi's arm.
The suppressed internal energy running through his body was probably caused by Sang Zhi's force.
"Dong dong."
There was a knock on the door.
Du opened the door.
Zhan Chi rushed in: "Dachun, why did you come to Dayu City?"
"Young Master, something happened in the capital. The master who wrote the letter was afraid that it would be unsafe, so he asked me to come in person." Dachun said.
"Is there an oral order from the capital, asking me to take the little girl back to the capital?"
Dachun was confused: "No."
"No? What's going on with the Holy Spirit's oral message that just came from the royal guards today?"
Dachun was even more confused: "The emperor received Mr. Li's letter a few days ago, and he did know that Miss Xiang was still alive. That day, the emperor summoned the master, and Prime Minister Gao obstructed him, slandering the family and deceiving the emperor. The emperor tried again and again, and the purpose was I just want the master to take Miss Ye back to Kyoto in the name of killing the family. I don’t want Miss Xiang to return to Kyoto, but I am afraid that the emperor will find another excuse, so I asked me to come to Dayu City. The master repeatedly warned me not to let Miss Xiang return to the capital. "
Zhan Chi's face was gloomy, and he gritted his molar teeth: "No wonder he gave me oral instructions."
I had already suspected that something was wrong with the emperor, but now I am even more sure.
Ye Qianning sneered, it was really two-faced, he wanted her to go to Beili so much, how could she disappoint his expectations.
