Seeing his collapsed appearance, Wen Ruyu's eyes flashed with a smile of gloating. If he hadn't been of great use to the Yousheng Sect, he wouldn't have minded ridiculing him and making him vomit blood and die.
He sighed softly and said: "Don't worry, with her weak body,
How could she survive the pain of poisonous hair for a quarter of an hour? If she had suffered like this, would she still be able to stand in front of you alive and kicking?"
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao's expression softened slightly. The medicine took effect and the pain in his heart subsided a little.
"The antidote given to her by the leader is different from ours, because it needs to maintain the changes in eye color and vocal cords.
Take it once every seven days. Speaking of it, her situation is much more dangerous than yours, and she is still teaching the Master to show mercy. As long as you survive these seven days, someone will automatically deliver her antidote to her."<
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Beigong Tengxiao felt reassured for a moment, then was slightly stunned, and said: "We? I heard from Chu Jiaowei that you are an elder of the Yousheng Sect, and your status is not low. You were also poisoned?"
Wen Ruyu shrugged and said: "As long as you join the Yousheng Sect, no one can get amnesty."
"You are also a doctor, but you can't even cure this poison?"
"Even though I am a famous doctor in the Beiming generation, I am still not as accomplished as the leader. The secret recipe of Wangyue Powder only remains in the leader's mind."
Beigong Tengxiao thought for a while and couldn't help laughing at himself. If this happened, he might not be able to escape death.
Wen Ruyu recalled for a while,
He murmured: "Speaking of which, when the Crown Princess had a miscarriage and was on the verge of death, even I was unable to save her life. It was the leader who diagnosed and treated her in person and saved her life."
Beigong Tengxiao's pupils suddenly tightened: "What did you say?"
Wen Ruyu said seriously: "The leader is Chu Jiaoli's savior. Without the leader, she would have died long ago."
Beigong Tengxiao's heart was filled with ups and downs. Although he had already experienced Chu Jiaoli's "death", seeing her looking so healthy now, and thinking of her flower-like smile that was as ethereal and fragile as a dream, he couldn't help but feel scared. His eyes dimmed, and a bloodthirsty aura passed through him, and his voice was low and cold: "I, Beigong Tengxiao, swear to be loyal to the leader to the death."
A cold smile flashed across the corner of Wen Ruyu's mouth: "Very good."
Five days later.
It has been two days since Beigong Tengxiao recovered from his illness, and after handling the government affairs for Beigong Lie for three days, he has now presented the jade seal with both hands and returned it in person.
After a few days of rest, Bei Gonglie's body became much stronger and he was able to continue taking over the government.
He was dressed in a black dragon robe and sat on a dragon chair.
Looking at the man in black python robe in front of the case, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Xiao'er, Beiming no longer needs a regent."
His voice has returned from being hoarse to being as strong as ever, and no longer has the weakness of running out of energy.
Beigong Tengxiao's face showed no emotion at all. He said calmly: "My father can personally take charge of the government, which is what I and the people of Quanbei Ming hope to see."
Bei Gong Lie's eyes were a little gentler. Compared with before, Bei Gong Tengxiao had restrained his anger a lot. After Chu Jiaoli's accident, he was more silent and restrained than before, never saying anything to calm down his anger. Although he had fewer disputes with him, he also
There is not much intersection.
Now that I see him fulfilling his filial piety for me, I can't help but feel gratified in my heart.
He smiled and said: "Beiming, we still need a prince."
After saying this, Beigong Tengxiao smiled faintly and said, "Does the father have a candidate?"
"Xiao'er, you are the only crown prince in Beiming."
