The yellow bergamot fruit fell from his hand and rolled to the ground.
Si Haochen thought Ming Ruo hadn't picked it up properly, so he bent down to pick up the Bergamot fruit and handed it behind him, but his wife didn't pick it up: "Ruo'er?"
Jun Che hurriedly stepped forward and saw that the little junior sister's head was hanging on Si Haochen's shoulder, which didn't look right. He raised Mingruo's head slightly and saw that her expression was peaceful, and her thick and long eyelashes covered her lower eyelids, as if she was sleeping.
It's normal.
Jun Che held up Ming Ruo's wrist and checked her pulse carefully - neither floating nor sinking, fluent and strong, with no abnormality.
"How?" Si Haochen asked with concern.
Jun Che shook his head: "No abnormalities can be diagnosed."
"Ruo'er said that the woods were poisonous and he had to eat bergamot fruit to detoxify him. Could it be that Ruo'er was poisoned?" Si Haochen frowned.
"Mr. Qing Wei has done some research on poisons. Let's go back to the boat and let him take a look." Jun Che looked at the bergamot fruit in his hand. With his current condition, he probably wouldn't be able to eat it.
Si Haochen used his Qinggong skills and hurried towards the boat, with Jun Che following closely behind.
When the secret guards saw their master's solemn look, they knew something was wrong with the princess. They didn't dare to say anything, so they followed her at full speed.
Si Haochen took Mingruo back to the boat and then remembered that Mr. Qing Wei was still at the mine. He glanced at Chu Yi who was wheezing and asked Xun Yi to quickly bring Mr. Qing Wei back.
Mr. Qing Wei was dragged by Xun Yi and ran all the way until he got on the boat, panting like an ox.
"Sir, the master is in the warehouse." Xun Yi wished he could just sneak Mr. Qing Wei in.
"Wait...wait a minute...let me...take a breath..." Mr. Qing Wei never expected that there would be a time in his life when his Qinggong was so fast, but...he was so out of breath that he almost passed out.
Jun Che heard the sound, opened the door, and dragged Mr. Qing Wei in: "Sir, come and take a look."
"Okay, okay... let me see..." Mr. Qing Wei walked to the couch and saw Prince Yun holding Princess Yun's hand and staring at the princess without blinking.
Mr. Qing Wei took a look and found that his face did not look like he had been poisoned. While he was diagnosing his pulse, Jun Che told him what had just happened.
"According to the shape you mentioned, the saliva is corrosive and can spray poisonous gas. It should be a golden-spotted anaconda. This kind of anaconda is rare. Most of them will live in symbiosis with spiritual fruit, fairy grass and the like, and have grown for hundreds of years.
It will also produce snake pills." Mr. Qing Wei carefully checked Mingruo's pulse and said, "I can at least be sure that this is not a pulse caused by the poisonous smoke of the golden-spotted anaconda."
Jun Che took the lotus-buddha hand over and asked, "Can this detoxify?"
Mr. Qing Wei was shocked when he saw the golden-yellow fruit that resembled a bergamot hand: "This is... a lotus-flowered bergamot fruit. Under normal circumstances, it can detoxify single plant and animal toxins."
"Before Ruo'er fell into coma, he told us to eat this to detoxify." Si Haochen still felt that his wife was poisoned, "If this bergamot fruit is not poisoned, what will happen if we eat it?"
"It can lighten the body, keep the body healthy, and beautify the skin." Mr. Qing Wei is quite familiar with the lotus bergamot fruit.
One year, the Lord went out to travel and brought back a bergamot fruit. He kept it in a cold jade box for a long time. When he saw that it was no longer fresh, he sliced it and dried it. I got a few slices to make tea and drank it. Not only did it taste good, it was really very tasty.
Nourish people.
Si Haochen frowned slightly and looked at the bergamot fruit for a long time: "How do you eat this?"
"Unlike ordinary bergamot fruit, lotus bergamot fruit has pulp inside, and you can eat it by peeling off the skin." After Mr. Qing Wei cleaned his hands, he broke off a piece of the fruit and peeled off the outer skin. The pulp inside seemed to be empty.
The orange petals of the film look crystal clear.
Seeing Mingruo like this, Si Haochen couldn't eat it directly, so he asked Ayuan to get a bowl and spoon, grind out the juice carefully, and feed it to Mingruo to drink.
Mr. Qing Wei checked the pulses of Jun Che and Si Haochen again. Although they had suppressed internal energy, they were still able to detect the pulses of people who had been poisoned by smoke. However, the poisoning was very mild and the two of them had strong internal energy. Even if they did not use it,
Even if you take medicine, you can slowly recover from the discomfort for a few days.
Mr. Qing Wei gave the two of them bergamot fruit to let them carefully feel the changes in their bodies.
Si Haochen clearly felt that his body relaxed. If Ruo'er was really poisoned by the anaconda's poisonous smoke, he should be able to recover quickly.
Linglong was also worried, as it didn't know what was going on with Mom. Logically speaking, it had a contractual connection with itself. Even if Mom was poisoned, she would be dizzy, dizzy, and have a stomachache at most, and she would definitely not faint directly.
Mingruo drank the bergamot fruit juice, and after more than half an hour, there was still no sign of waking up.
Si Haochen became more and more anxious. When he saw Linglong flying in circles on the top of the bed, he thought that his father-in-law was poisoned by a strange poison at that time, which Linglong could cure: "Linglong, give Ruo'er that golden potion."
Linglong rubbed her little legs. Although she knew that Mommy was not poisoned, Baba asked her to feed Mommy nectar. There was no harm in it anyway, so just treat it as nourishment for Mommy's body.
Linglong appeared, waving her colorful wings and flying in a circle, finally floating on Mingruo's lips. A drop of golden liquid fell on the cherry blossom-colored lips and slowly seeped into her mouth.
Linglong clattered and fell onto Mingruo's pillow: The baby is tired and wants to sleep...
Si Haochen scooped up the water with a spoon and sent the 'droplets' down.
Although Mr. Qing Wei was curious about the composition of the golden droplets, he also knew that now was not the time to conduct research. About a quarter of an hour later, Mr. Qing Wei checked Mingruo's pulse again. It had to be said that the golden droplets should be very
'Buy', Princess Yunqin's pulse became stronger.
"What's wrong?" Si Haochen's face was frighteningly serious.
"Then...that...Gu Ling's medicine is quite tonic..." After hearing what he said, Prince Kanyun probably wanted to slap himself to death, "The princess's pulse is much stronger than before!"
"Junior Sister's current situation is unknown. Let's return to Yunzhong Palace as soon as possible." Jun Che also observed the sky last night. The Emperor Star and the Queen Star were both very bright, so there shouldn't be any accidents.
"Hmm." Si Haochen didn't want to think about things like gem mines, so he recalled everyone who had landed on the island and headed off at full speed.
At this time, Mingruo's consciousness was locked in a small dark room. When Mingruo looked around, everything was pitch black. The only light came from the alchemy furnace burning with blue flames in front of him.
In front of the alchemy furnace, a milky-white translucent figure was refining elixirs. Although his movements in refining elixirs were very graceful, the medicinal materials used were truly precious, and the elixirs he produced were rich in elixir fragrance and rare in the world.
However, in Mingruo's view, this blurry shadow is Hun'er, and it makes him panic no matter how he looks at it.
Mingruo mustered up the courage and walked to 'Hun'er': "That master...the great god...senior...what are you doing? Do you have any grievances? Or...do you have an unfulfilled wish...
What on earth do you want to trap me in here? Can we talk?"
Unfortunately, Senior Hun'er was immersed in alchemy refining and turned a deaf ear to Mingruo's words...
