"Since you are here, you will naturally see you." Jiu Qing said indifferently, "Just use her mouth to learn about the inside story of the Ye royal family."

Zi Mo blinked, "Miss, you can order someone to check it out."

"It's different." Jiuqing smiled and reached out to touch her forehead. "What I found is only the surface. If it is deeper, it will arouse the other party's alertness. In this way, trouble will come uninvited."

When Zi Mo heard this, he immediately understood and couldn't help but nod.

Indeed, their purpose of entering the mansion was to treat King Jin's illness. During the treatment period, the purpose of low-key was to not attract anyone's attention and to cure King Jin's illness quietly. If it was too ostentatious, it would arouse the alertness of those who were interested in all parties.

On the day they entered the mansion, someone poisoned them twice, which was not their illusion.

But there are really people who don’t want King Jin to be cured. Although they don’t know who the person who wants to harm King Jin is, they are ultimately inseparable from the royal family.

The lady now needs to quietly make the antidote and slowly take care of King Jin's body. The less trouble the better.

The two of them quietly finished lunch. Zimo went to the back of the pharmacy to continue decorating medicine. Jiuqing sat in the chair and drank a cup of tea leisurely. Then he got up and took his medicine box, opened the door, and walked out calmly.

After crossing the Quqiao, stepping onto the jade steps, walking to Zhaochen Hall with familiarity. When he closed the door, Jiuqing saw a girl in pink surrounded by many maids, passing through the Quqiao and coming hurriedly.

That is the tenth princess of the Ye family royal family, Ye Xiyue?

This thought flashed through his heart, but Jiu Qing had no expression on his face, his eyebrows and eyes were as quiet as snow, and he closed the palace gate slowly and blocked the most noble princess of the dynasty outside the hall.

"Miss Si."

Wu Ji, who heard the movement, flashed out, and the moment he saw Jiuqing, a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

"Wuji guard." Jiu Qing nodded to him and explained calmly, "I want to give King Jin a needle. You can't be disturbed by anyone within half an hour. Please keep here for me."

"Steeling needle?" Wu Ji frowned slightly, then looked at her with alert, "Miss Jiuqing, why do you want to do a needle?"

It’s not that he reacted so much. Although Jiuqing is a doctor, his master seems to trust her quite much, but after all, he has only known each other for a day or two, and no one can guarantee that she is pure and kind-hearted.

Those who practice martial arts understand that when performing acupuncture, they almost sealed the big acupoints in their bodies, and the true energy cannot be used, which means indirectly handing their lives to the hands of the person who performs acupuncture. If her intentions are not good at this time...

"The toxins in the prince's body have been precipitated for a long time, and have been integrated with the blood in the meridians, which has also caused harm to the internal organs. Clearing the poison cannot be done in one day or two days, and it must be gradually improved." Jiuqing explained lightly, "Practicing acupuncture is a detoxification method that does not harm the body. It is combined with a decoction to nourish the body to minimize the damage."

Wu Ji was about to say something when he heard this, but he heard Jiu Qing continue to say: "The pain caused by the poisonous nature of Forgetful Worry is unbearable no matter how stoic willed, and using a needle can relieve a little of the pain."

These words are not only for Wu Ji to listen to, but also for Ye Jin inside.
Chapter completed!