After listening to Ziren Yuanchen's words, Ji Yuanqing finally remembered everything. Two days ago, he and Ziren Yuanchen came to Cangbai City in Yang State, leaving only 10,000 people with him, and the other armies arrived first.
The front lines have gone to rendezvous.
Because they had just arrived, Emperor Wen of Yang State did not immediately host a banquet for them. However, the local nobles and grandsons entertained them in a restaurant in Cangbai City, so Ji Yuanqing's disguised Princess Ruilin was naturally present.
Then... he seemed to have drunk too much?
No! He just had a few drinks, but with his drinking capacity, he wouldn't get drunk even if it were ten times as much!
"I'm not drunk. I suspect someone poisoned the wine."
Seeing that Ji Yuanqing was finally fully awake and could analyze the problem calmly, Ziren Yuanchen raised his eyebrows slightly and lifted the hair around his neck with his hand: "This is not an ordinary poison... If
If I weren't with you, you would have died in the nightmare."
Ji Yuanqing looked at Ziren Yuanchen in surprise. He didn't say that he had a nightmare just now, so how did Ziren Yuanchen know?
"Don't look at me so surprised. Although I am not as good as you when it comes to boxing, kicking, poetry, and poetry, Lord Xiahou sent me to the princess's mansion, which naturally proves that I am still useful."
Chen smiled slightly, and then took out a black bead that smelled of blood from his sleeve, "This is what those people put in the wine for you to eat. This is the voodoo called nightmare, and it will kill you when it comes in contact with water."
Solve, the person who is poisoned by this voodoo will fall into a nightmare formed by the memory that he least wants to recall, and will also develop a high fever. This voodoo will torture the person for three days and three nights, and then the person will still look like him after death.
He died of an acute illness, and it was completely impossible to tell that he was poisoned by voodoo."
"Voodoo? Is it the witchcraft poison of the Hong Kingdom?" Ji Yuanqing looked at the black beads in his son Yuanchen's hand and couldn't help but feel a chill. "There are people among the nobles of the Yang Kingdom who collude with the Hong Kingdom."
, that traitor actually wants to use voodoo poison to kill Princess Ruilin of Gongguo?"
"Master Xiahou was indeed foresight when he suggested that the princess come to Yang Country incognito. Otherwise, the princess wouldn't know if she would be as strong as you. If she was poisoned by voodoo, she would still have time for me to force the poison out." Ziren Yuanchen
He put the black bead back into his sleeve and said, "Gongguo and Yangguo are both countries that mainly focus on mysticism, while Hongguo is a country that mainly focuses on witchcraft. Witchcraft restrains mysticism, so Lord Xiahou is not interested in witchcraft."
Magic may not be able to cure this poison with certainty. But I am a voodoo master. Even if my magic power is not high, I still have ways to deal with witchcraft. So you should be glad that I am by your side.
Otherwise you would be dead."
Although he had been tortured by the voodoo poison called Nightmare just now, Ji Yuanqing had recovered a lot, and his face was no longer as pale as before. He smiled at his son Yuanchen and said as follows: "A Thousand Years of Gratitude for People"
, I won’t target you again in the future, don’t worry.”
"I have never been worried." Ziren Yuanchen curled his lips slightly, then turned and walked to the door, "You should have a good rest. I have already refused the banquet given by Emperor Wen. The other party does not know
I can detoxify. Now you can continue to pretend to be poisoned. Before the princess comes back, we will stay in the military camp and not go out. Let's... wait and wait."
