Jiyue didn't like the state of weakness at all, and her body was not under control. "I'll drink some rice porridge."

Half of the winter was very happy, "Okay, good soon."

Banqiu had already brought the millet porridge over quickly, and each person supported the other person and cooperated with each other.

Jiyue actually had no appetite, but in order to get better early, she forced the porridge to swallow.

Banqiu whispered, "This porridge is the most nourishing person. If you drink a bowl of it every day, you will not get sick."

Ji Yue smiled slightly, "Where can people not get sick if they eat grains? It is good to get sick occasionally, just treat it as eliminating toxins in the body."

Everyone was very happy to see that she finally had the strength to say long sentences.

There was a knock on the door outside, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Mr. Wu Tong asked me to send dumplings, freshly cooked, bird's nest porridge and various dishes."

It was the waiter's voice, Banqiu smiled and went to open the door, "Take it in."

There are four plates of dumplings, a bird's nest, and four cold dishes. Half a autumn look, saliva flows, "Wow, it's so fragrant, it's mutton dumplings."

She especially loves dumplings, especially mutton dumplings!

She couldn't help laughing, "It seems that bird's nest porridge is prepared for you, and Mr. Wu is quite careful."

It seems that Wu Tong often brings food, and everyone is used to it.

Jiyue had just eaten a small bowl of white porridge, but she didn’t have any appetite. “I don’t have much appetite.”

Several maids gathered together to have a midnight snack, and they were all very happy, "The dumplings are delicious. Miss, aren't you really not a few of them?"

"Not to eat." Ji Yue looked at the water-green tent lazily, not wanting to move.

Banqiu killed most of the plate of dumplings and drank a large bowl of soup. He felt warm all over.

"Miss, Mr. Wu seems to understand. He knows that you are his closest person. He has sent a lot of food over the past two days, and it is all fresh."

When it comes to eating, she is dancing and smiling.

She was happy for the master. Although Mr. Wu Tong was a little stupid, no one would think that there were too many relatives.

Bandong couldn't help but quip, "Oh, Sister Banqiu, you are actually helping Mr. Wu."

Banqiu rolled his eyes and said, "It's so short-lived to eat people. Bandong, you've eaten a lot."

Bandong raised his chin and pointed at other people who ate hard, "Everyone has eaten!"

Everyone was busy taking care of their masters and didn't care about food. It was rare that Mr. Wu Tong had this intention.

Banchun was also busy persuading, "Miss, don't hold grudges anymore, okay? You have been lonely for so long, how good it is to take care of multiple relatives."

Jiyue said weakly, "I'm not alone."

She has grown up like this since she was a child. As long as she has books, she will not be lonely.

Banchun didn’t have much advice, “Yes, I was wrong.”

After everyone finished eating, they sat around Jiyue and said something casually.

Jiyue suddenly remembered something, "What's going on with Murong Qingqing?"

Banqiu is the most honest, "I don't know, you are so sick that no one is in the mood to care about others."

If you die, you will die, and there will be one less disaster.

Banchun thought about it carefully, "There is no news, he should still be alive."

If Murong Qingqing died, it would not be so quiet, and Mr. Wu Tong would not be in the mood to give them food!

Banqiu snorted coldly, "I am so lucky. I haven't died after being injured so much."

No one present likes Murong Qingqing and wants her to get rid of her braids.

Ji Yue said lightly, "The Murong family is rich and powerful, and is a well-known figure in the world. It is no problem to find a few good doctors."

Although the imperial physicians in the palace cannot reach them, there are also many good doctors among the people.

"That's right." Banqiu nodded in agreement, and suddenly his face changed, holding his stomach with both hands. "Oh, my stomach."

Everyone looked over with concern, "What's wrong?"

"My stomach hurts so much..." Ban Qiu's face showed pain, "No, I'll go to the toilet."

She rushed out quickly and ran without a trace.

Everyone hadn't responded yet, and Banchun also started shouting, "I feel pain, I'll go too."

When she called out, the others felt something was wrong, and their stomachs were tugged around like a knife.

Everyone ran to the toilet, one faster than the other.

Jiyue had a bad premonition in her heart. Is she a bad stomach? Such a coincidence?

Banqiu rushed back, his face turned red, and he seemed very embarrassed, "Miss, give me a medicine to stop diarrhea."

Jiyue pointed to the cabinet and said, "Here, take it yourself."

Banqiu panicked and found a jade bottle, poured a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, but it didn't work for a while and rushed out again.

Jiyue felt suspicious and struggled to sit up. Her simple move made her so tired that she was panting.

It's really deadly, but I got sick at this time.

She struggled to walk to the table, with a few dumplings left on the plate. She picked them up and tasted them, her brows slightly frowned.

It's not poisonous, was she guessed wrong?

Her eyes fell on another stew pot, and a little bird's nest.

She tried it, and her face suddenly changed, "No, it's poison."

Banchun and Banxia happened to come in. When they heard this, they were frightened, "What? Poison? Isn't it a bad stomach?"

Jiyue couldn't stand steadily, holding the cabinet with one hand, "It's a poison similar to Croton, mixed poison... Forget it, I'll explain it to you later. Simply put, it's just that I keep having diarrhea and die of exhaustion..."

Banqiu is back, and he is completely in a bad mood. "How could this happen? How could we get poisoned? Could it be... what we had just eaten?"

Jiyue's mind was spinning rapidly, and she wiped her sweat. A strong crisis rose in her heart, as if danger was approaching.

She put on a coat, picked up a cloak, wrapped herself in it, and threw a white little jade bottle over it.

"We will take the Jiedu Pills first, and we will withdraw immediately and don't take anything."

Seeing her look solemn, everyone knew that something was wrong, "Yes."

Several people helped Mu Jiyue walk out. As soon as they opened the door, a cold voice suddenly rang out, "Your Highness, why don't you sleep in the middle of the night?"

The torch was lit violently, as bright as daylight.

Ji Yue looked at the man with a gloomy face and shouted coldly, "Murrong Yi, do you have any control? Get out of the way."

Murong Yi and his group of disciples blocked the door, "Your Highness, you should stay with you obediently, don't force me to do it."

He was filled with a strong murderous aura, and the situation was extremely dangerous, but Jiyue was not afraid or frightened, and her expression was extremely calm, "It's you?"

Murong Yi was a little surprised. Her calm demeanor alone was stronger than countless people. Unfortunately, such a person was destined to live soon.

Too many people dislike her!

His lips curled slightly, and a faint slight look rose, "You guessed it wrong, I'm my good apprentice."

His smile was meaningful, and Jiyue's eyes narrowed dangerously.
Chapter completed!