On the one hand for Ximen Jingxuan, Chu Yitian thought about it. He should be a tug -of -war between him and Ximen Jingxuan.
Ximen Jingxuan, bring greater trouble to Xia Yibing.
Chu Yitian finally made up his mind. At present, he must help Ximen Jingxuan to relieve the symptoms. As for the antidote of infatuated poison, he will also prepare it carefully. As for whether it will be handed over to Ximen Jingxuan, you have to see the situation.
"What do you say?" Seeing Chu Yitian's release of his hand, stopping the diagnosis, Ximen Jingxuan asked lightly.
It seems that it is not him who is anxious to detoxify.
"I have understood the situation of Wang Ye, and then I need to take Wang Ye's blood samples as detoxification." Chu Yitian said.
"Isn't it toxic and poisoning?" Ximen Jingxuan did not forget that Liu Fusheng and Leng Mulan did not find the signs of poisoning on him.
"Wang Ye's situation is indeed like a disease rather than toxic, but it is determined to be infatuated, and I will consider it from the aspect of the poison. As for the blood sample, although there is no signs of poisoning, after all, poison is attached to the body in the body.
It must be different from normal, but I can't verify it with ordinary methods. I will try to check it with other means. "Chu Yitian said.
"But at present, Wang Ye needs to adjust his body as soon as possible. I first open a recipe for Wang Ye, and first suppress the inconvenient idea of Wang Ye's mind.
The suppression, that is, faded the idea of Lin Xin'er, on the contrary, it also enhanced the status of Wu Mei in his consciousness. Speaking of it, he did not detoxify, do it along.
"Wang Ye was too depressed at this time. In fact, the toxicity was only affecting Wang Ye's feeling of the person in the intention. It has no effect on Wang Ye's other aspects. It is Wang Ye who has anti -toxicity.
The mind, endangering Wang Ye's body, the prescription I prescribed will let Wang Ye indulge his mind. This is also the only way to alleviate the symptoms of Wang Ye at present. "Chu Yitian said, while spreading paper on the desk.
Soon, a recipe was handed in Ximen Jingxuan's hands.
"The king will be ready. If there is any accident in this king, the people in the martial arts field are searched for the capital three feet to search the capital, including every corner of the palace, and Xia Yibing will be dug out." Ximen Jingxuan Road.
At this time, the news of some people who sneaked into the palace had not been passed to Xuanwangfu. Ximen Jingxuan already had this preparation.
When Chu heard the news in the palace, he knew what kind of lonely way Xia Yibing used to use, and what kind of thing he was in Ximen Jingxuan was like a god.
A bowl of black soup is in front of Ximen Jingxuan.
"Wang Ye, are you sure you want to drink?" Yang Chen worriedly said. Although he asked the doctor, these medicines were not poisonous, and they were all the effects of soothe my mind, but the doctor had never seen such prescriptions.
Will there be any bad effects together?
"You cooperate with the prince to host the prince in the palace. If the ministers ask, they will say that the situation in the city is not stable. The king needs to stay.
The assassination of the emperor is a major issue of the country, but in this section of bone -eye maintenance, the stability of the imperial city is the top priority. The ministers will naturally understand this truth.
After speaking, without waiting for Yang Chen's words, Ximen Jingxuan picked up the medicine bowl and drank the black soup medicine.
He was not able to get the antidote from Chu Yitian, but at this time Chu Yitian helped him to alleviate his symptoms. He believed it.
Chu Yitian is not a fool. He won't know that he needs to make a little way to maintain Xia Yibing.
"The outside palace was stared at Oubei, and the king took a break." Ximen Jingxuan handed the medicine bowl to Yang Chen.
Yang Chen caught the empty medicine bowl and did not know what to say.
He has seen Xuan Wang's abnormalities with his own eyes. Although he doesn't know what is going on, he knows that King Xuan is indeed uncomfortable.
"Despite the rest, the subordinates will deal with things well." Yang Chen paused for a long time, said.
If it wasn't for King Xuan's body, he would not be able to take a break at the current critical moment. As a subordinate, he must reassure his master.
Yang Chen retreated with the medicine bowl, and Ximen Jingxuan leaned on the lounge chair in the study.
Chu Yitian said that the effect of this bowl of medicine would relax him, and the bitter medicine really felt a coolness.
In his hand, it was a piece of paper he took from the desk drawer. The handwriting was small and the densely wrote a lot. It was what he copied from the blood book that was destroyed.
He also knows that this thing is destroyed. Don't see it. Don't think about it. If you forget the past, he will be much better, and the medicine prescribed by Chu for a day will suppress the inconvenience in his mind.
He should not forget the facts, but he instilled Lin Xin'er's injury and healing, and gave Xia Yu Bing's three palms in the Meng family. His physical strength was very weak under the influence of the disease.
He was unable to stop it, and the headache of a strand of headache could not be described.
Ximen Jinglie died suddenly, and the messenger of various countries still stared at the capital. No one in the court could not host the overall situation. At this time, he must not fall ...
Let him use Chu's one -day medicine to ease it. There is something in his hand. When he wakes up, he is still the king of Xuan who can clearly divide right and wrong.
Ximen Jingxuan got up and put the paper back to the mezzanine of the desk drawer. Not only was confidential, he could also turn it out when dealing with things, lest he suddenly forgot when he woke up.
A strange heat flow replaced the previous cooling in Ximen Jingxuan.
The inexplicable irritability suddenly came.
There seems to be an impulse, but Ximen Jingxuan doesn't know what he wants to do.
Can't be quiet in the study, Ximen Jingxuan walked out of the door.
Winter is very short during the day, and it is dark again.
Ximen Jingxuan stepped on the residual snow on the ground and walked around the backyard of the King's Mansion.
The first pass through the plum blossom court, there seems to be something that follows her body, Mrs. Mei's soft smile blooms in front of his eyes.
That is a desire.
A glance at the candlelight burning in the plum blossom court, Ximen Jingxuan gritted his teeth, accelerated his footsteps, and walked across the Meihua Ting.
Wu Mei is his medicine, but if he can stick to it, he doesn't want to approach the medicine.
In one breath, Ximen Jingxuan came to the unknown hut in the backyard.
Xue completely covered the small house.
When you walk into the house, you can ignite the unparalleled candle. The small house is cold like the wilderness.
However, Ximen Jingxuan seemed to have a fire in his body, and the black appearance became clearer and clearer in the candlelight. He seemed to have something to be completely forgotten.