"Mommy, what's wrong with you?" Seeing her strangeness, Xiao Yanche asked nervously.
She grabbed Xiao Che's hand and said with difficulty, "Xiao Che, take mommy to the side and sit for a while."
"Okay, I know!" Xiao Che held her hand tightly, and just after taking a few steps, there was a "plop" and Zhi Xing fainted on the ground.
"Mommy!" Xiao Che rushed over and tried to help Zhi Xing up, but he was too weak to pull him up. The surroundings immediately became chaotic, "What's going on? Why did you faint suddenly?"
"Oh, isn't this just an act?"
"It's hard to say, a woman like this has a lot of skills."
There were people watching on both sides, but no one wanted to come out to help their mother and son. Xiao Yanche's eyes slowly turned into a strange whirlpool, and the little hand holding the black staff tightened more and more.
"Shut up." His soft childish voice seemed to cut through the turbid air around him, making it exceptionally clear.
Unexpectedly, this young man could be so calm in the face of unexpected situations, and his whole body exuded a strange but powerful aura.
Suddenly, the surroundings fell silent, staring at him for a moment.
In any case, Xiao Che is also the son of His Royal Highness, and no one dares to blatantly offend him, the only bloodline of the royal family.
Xiao Che couldn't help Zhi Xing, so he simply knelt down and sat beside his godfather for a long time, so that he could understand the basic medical knowledge and not panic when he saw this situation. However, when he
When he saw the blood dripping from the corner of Zhixing's mouth, he suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Call the doctor! Call the doctor quickly!"
Someone realized something was wrong and hurriedly went out to call the doctor in.
Zhi Xing's face changed from white to blue, the change was very obvious, and gradually, nosebleeds began to flow out unconsciously.
"What happened?" A low yet majestic magnetic voice came. Upon hearing this voice, the crowd automatically separated on both sides, "It's His Royal Highness..."
Seeing the person who fainted on the ground, Yan Shengjie's expression changed, his handsome brows furrowed, and he rushed over in a few steps, "Weaver Star!"
Lifting Zhi Xing up, he saw her livid complexion and the blood flowing from her nose and mouth. He seemed to realize something and suddenly raised his eyes and glanced around. The knife-like gaze made people shrink subconsciously.
"Ky! Close the door! No one is allowed to leave!"
"Yes, Your Highness!" Key immediately ordered down, and everything from the banquet hall door to the main entrance outside was tightly guarded.
There was a commotion in the hall.
Yan Shengjie picked up Zhi Xing and put him on the sofa next to him, "Where is the doctor? Where is the doctor?!"
"It's coming, it's coming!" The doctor trotted through the crowd and hurried over, "Your Highness..."
The royal doctors have always been the best doctors in the country. They are usually on call 24 hours a day. Doctors who can deal with emergencies like this are indispensable at royal banquets.
"Check her quickly!" Yan Shengjie's rude voice startled everyone. Is this the same Prince who was calm and unruly in front of him, with no emotion or anger?
"Yes, yes," the doctor hurriedly came over to check.
Xiao Che was always by Zhi Xing's side, staring at her nervously, "How is my mommy?"
The doctor wiped cold sweat from his forehead and said, "This is a symptom of poisoning."
"Poisoned?" Hearing the doctor's words, Yan Shengjie grabbed his clothes suddenly, and his crazy eyes burst out with terrifying flames, "Save her! Save her immediately! Do you hear me?!"
"Your Highness..." the doctor cried sadly, "I'm afraid...I'm afraid it's too late..."
"Damn it!" Yan Shengjie pushed him away violently, "I don't want to hear anything! Give me a doctor!!"
"Yes..." The doctor had no choice but to use his special skills, hoping that it would take effect.
At this time, Yan Shengjie actually turned around, looked at everyone present, smiled coquettishly, and said softly, "If something happens to her, I will let you all be buried with her."
The crowd panicked, and someone had already secretly reported to the king. Ji'er stood behind the crowd and watched everything indifferently.
She looked up at the clock on the wall, and the corners of her mouth curled up ruthlessly. In two minutes, she would disappear! Disappear forever!
Hearing that Zhixing was poisoned, Xiao Yanche calmed down.
He raised his head and said to the doctor, "Give me a knife."
"What?" The doctor thought he heard wrongly and looked at the child in disbelief. Xiao Yanche said word by word, "Give me a knife!"
"Uh, this..."
Yan Shengjie came over and looked down at him.
Xiao Yanche also raised his head and looked at him calmly with his big clear eyes. The father and son didn't say a word, they just stared at each other for a few seconds. Yan Shengjie suddenly said, "Give him the knife."
"Yes, Your Highness." The doctor carefully handed over the sharp blade he brought with him.
Xiao Yanche took it and said calmly to the doctor, "Please help me open Mommy's mouth."
"Uh, okay." The doctor quickly followed the instructions and pinched open Zhixing's mouth.
He raised the blade, pointed it at his index finger and cut it without any hesitation. It wasn't until drops of blood dripped into Zhi Xing's mouth that Xiao Yanche's brows relaxed.
From the beginning to the end, Yan Shengjie was watching his every move. When he saw him using his son to cut his finger with a razor blade, his brows suddenly twitched, and the knife seemed to scratch his heart.
Feeling distressed.
After a few drops of blood, Xiao Yanche breathed a sigh of relief, raised his injured finger, and said politely to the doctor, "Please bandage it for me, thank you."
"...Uh, oh, oh." The doctor was completely stunned, not understanding what was happening in front of him. The people around him were also watching such a strange scene intently.
Yan Shengjie knelt down and reached out to caress Zhi Xing Leng's sweaty cheek. His evil eyes were covered with pity and worry. He slowly raised his head and looked at Xiao Che, "Can your blood detoxify?"
Xiao Yanche held the black staff, turned his head, and tapped it lightly. He remembered that his godfather told him that he was invulnerable to all poisons and that his blood was more powerful than ordinary serum.
Although he did not elaborate on the reason, Yan Shengjie was so smart that he immediately guessed that it was related to Zhi Xing's previous consumption of five poisonous poisons. Thinking of this, his eyes gradually softened, and he moved away from his son and fell on Zhi Xing's face.