The princess is poisonous: the prince surrenders quickly

Ling Mufan also stepped forward to explore, thought for a moment, and tentatively asked, "She...could it be that she had a fever after soaking in cold water?"

Yun Mobai glanced at him, and asked angrily, "When you have a fever, do you become as stiff as an ice sculpture?"

Ling Mufan stopped talking and stepped aside.He shouldn't doubt Shizi's ability.

Yun Mo took out a needle bag from his bosom. After opening it, there were large and small silver needles lying in it densely. He cleaned his hands, lit a candle, and then glanced at the people in the room.

"Can everyone go out for a while, so that Yun can give Yuqian a needle."

"well…"

Ling Zhengnan nodded, took everyone out, and closed the door by the way.

Yun Mo sat down by the bed, put the candle aside, took out the silver needle, baked it on the candle, and pierced into several big holes on Ling Yuqian's body.

Ling Yuqian was half asleep and half awake, and couldn't help but groaned, her brows furrowed tightly.

Yun Mo pointed at one of her acupuncture points, and she fell into a drowsy sleep again.

The silver needles pierced down one by one, guiding the medicine in her body to flow into every vein in her body bit by bit.Seeing that her sleeping face gradually turned red, and sweat oozes from her forehead, he flicked the needle tail with his bony fingers.

The silver needle buzzed and trembled slightly, Yun Mo didn't dare to relax anymore, he watched Ling Yuqian closely, observing her reaction.

Seeing her restless sleepy eyes, and her complexion which alternates between red and pale, Yun Mo can be sure that she has been poisoned by the cold.But... this kind of cold poison is too weird.

He looked at Ling Yuqian's gradually relaxing brows, and touched her forehead again, feeling relieved that her body temperature had returned to normal.

Pulling out the silver needle and putting it back into the needle bag, he got up and stretched his stiff limbs, and walked out of Ling Yuqian's room.Looking at the brilliant sunset outside, he realized that it was already evening.

"How is it? Is Yuqian feeling better?" Ling Mingzhe was the first to ask.

Ling Zhengnan and Ling Mufan also came up to meet him, looking at him eagerly.

Yun Mo rubbed his forehead wearily, glanced at Ling Yuqian in the room, and replied, "It has stabilized now. But I'm afraid it will be repeated tonight, and I probably have to stay and take care of it."

When he said this, he felt it was a matter of course, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with being in the women's boudoir in the middle of the night, but Ling Mingzhe frowned.

"I'm afraid this is inappropriate."

Ling Mufan glanced in Yunmo's direction out of the corner of his eyes, and didn't express any opinion. Ling Zhengnan also realized something, turned his old eyes, and pulled his son out with a smile. You took care of it."

Ling Mufan turned around after taking two steps, and said with great concern, "I think Shizi seems to have suffered from the cold, why don't you ask the girl to cook a medicine too."

Yun Mo paused while drinking tea, glanced at him and did not speak.He was really exhausted. After rescuing Ling Yuqian from the water, he took great pains to administer the needles. In addition to the cold water in the lake, he seemed to have caught a bit of wind chill, but it was not time to take medicine yet.

Qingqing served him the meal that had been prepared long ago, and Yun Mo used it briefly, and after tidying up, Yun Mo ordered lightly.

"Go get me some books, anything. Then make some refreshing tea and leave enough candles. I'll watch over her tonight."

Qingqing responded, and went down to prepare. Fortunately, the young lady has also prepared a study room, so it is not difficult to find books.

Because Ling Yuqian is afraid of the cold, the charcoal fire was re-used in this room, and the whole room was fumigated and warm, making people feel drowsy.

Seeing that the charcoal fire was about to go out, Yun Mo ordered someone to come and change it, and when everything he needed was ready, he drove everyone out.

Qingqing knew that it was not good for a lonely man and a widow to be in the same room, but that person was Prince Yunmo, and she couldn't say anything, so she had to retreat.

Putting the teapot, books and candles on the low stool beside the bed, he moved a chair, sat on it, and read a book while drinking tea.

The night in April was still a bit cool, but the room was very warm, and the moonlight sprinkled on him through the window, which was as cool as water.

Ling Yuqian was quite peaceful in the first half of the night, and slept soundly, but after a while, when the attack happened again, she would become noisy.

"It's so cold... How could you treat me like this... Bei Chenhao, I hate you... I will definitely make you regret it..."

"It's so cold..."

Ling Yuqian subconsciously tightened the quilt on her body, shrank her head inward, her mind was not clear, and she started talking nonsense again.

But this time, in the dead of night, Yun Mo heard it very clearly.

"Bei Chenhao?"

He muttered the name, stroked her forehead with one hand and asked in a low voice, "Are you so reluctant to let go of your marriage with him? He is not your beloved."

After finishing speaking, she lifted her quilt and gave her another needle. This time, the process was much simpler, but Bile pricked a few acupuncture points, and Ling Yuqian quickly calmed down.

After performing acupuncture three times, Ling Yuqian completely calmed down and fell asleep.Yun Mo stopped reading and looked at her with his hands on his head.

Then he thought about instigating Bei Chenhao to come to divorce the engagement that day.

He originally thought she would make a fuss, or something else, but he didn't want her to readily agree, and afterwards he could go to the ancestral hall to look for clues as if nothing had happened.

Besides, the way she looked at Bei Chenhao didn't seem to have much affection and no regrets, but why did she keep chanting his name over and over again today?

Are all women so duplicity?

There was a place in his heart that felt a little stuck, and he pinched her face punitively, as an outlet for himself.

At this time, Ling Yuqian didn't know what she said. After returning to normal, she only felt hot, very hot, very hot, like being in an oven.

Sweat also quickly broke out on her forehead, and she began to kick the quilt on her body while she was half asleep and half awake.

Seeing that she knew it was hot, Yun Mo knew that the night was passed safely, so he possessed her and covered her back with the quilt.Although it is fine, it will be better after sweating.

But he didn't want Ling Yuqian to be so persistent. She kicked him away as soon as he covered it. After a few times, Yun Mo squinted his eyes, kicked off his shoes and got on the bed, hugging her with the quilt in his arms.

Smelling the elegant bamboo fragrance on her body, I just feel comfortable, and the mood that was stagnant just now is relieved.

With the warm and soft jade in his arms, coupled with the fact that he was indeed tired after a long day, Yun Mo soon fell asleep.At the last moment of falling asleep, he called out to the third prince, Bei Chenhao, in his heart.

No matter what you represented in Yuqian's heart before, from today onwards, I will try my best to throw you out of her heart.

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