Xue Yuheng ignored the old manager at all. He opened the medicine bag, took out a silver needle from it, lifted up the curtain, grabbed one of Qin Luoyu's hand, and stabbed it on a certain acupoint on Qin Luoyu's hand.

His movements were as fast as water, and he did it in one go. The old manager couldn't stop him and was shocked: "Young Master Xue, what are you doing?"

Ling Junxing, who had just returned from court, was walking to the door when he suddenly heard the old manager's exclamation, ran in, and fell on Xue Yuheng's hand holding Qin Luoyu, and his face immediately sank: "Xue Yuheng."

Xue Yuheng did not move, his expression was focused and solemn. After a slap, he gently took back the silver needle in his hand, and then pointed at Ling Junxing at Qin Luoyu's hand.

I saw that on the girl's fair and jade-like skin, bright red blood slowly oozing out from the place where the silver needle was pierced, gradually condensed into a small blood bead, trembling gently like a red bean.

Dead people will definitely not bleed.

Ling Junxing's pupils shrank slightly and he said in a deep voice: "What the hell is going on?"

"The third princess is not dead. To be precise, it is a fake death."

Xue Yuheng wiped the silver needle and took it back into the medicine bag. Then he turned around and wandered for a while, looking a little guilty: "That, the fake death medicine was given to her."

A chill suddenly appeared in Ling Junxing's eyes. Xue Yuheng felt that he would be frozen into ice in the next second, and he might lose his life.

He quickly raised his hand and pointed to the "dead" on the hospital bed, and pushed the responsibility unrighteously to the "dead" who could not speak or hear: "It was her. She pretended to be a scholar and came to Yinyitang to find me, saying that she had a sister who married a rich child and was a beast in clothes. Her sister was abused every day, and life was worse than death. The children of rich families were unwilling to divorce. In order to save her sister from the sea of ​​suffering, she came to ask me to give her a fake death medicine."

Ling Junxing's eyebrows and eyes were covered with frost: "She begs you to give it?"

"She is so terrible. She knows that I am poor and humble, and I cannot move my might and my mightyness, and I cannot surrender wealth and honor. The only weakness in this life is only medical skills, and I actually use medical skills to seduce me!"

Xue Yuheng showed an extremely innocent expression, "Your Majesty, you know that I am not interested in anything, but if you see a medical skill you have never learned, let alone fake death medicine, you will be willing to exchange it for half a life."

The man's handsome face was already ashen, and he waved his hand to signal him to get out quickly.

Xue Yuheng was as if he had been amnesty, holding the medicine bag and lifting his foot was about to get out.

"Wait." Ling Junxing suppressed Wuminghuo and called him again, "Is there a way to make her wake up now?"

"However, there is." Xue Yuheng was a little embarrassed, "It's just a method of acupuncture and acupuncture, which requires... to take off your clothes."

He paused and said silly: "There is only five days of time for the fake death medicine, and it has been a day since then. Your Majesty, please wait patiently and just act like a small separation and defeat a new lover. But if the emperor really doesn't want to wait, then I will reluctantly... try it?"

The man had a dark face and raised his hand to point at the door: "Get out of here immediately!"

"Yes, yes, let's get out of here!"

Xue Yuheng quickly left.

The incident happened suddenly, and the old manager was caught off guard. He was stunned for a while and hurriedly brought him out.

Ling Junxing took a deep breath, locked the girl on the bed with a gloomy and gloomy gaze. A surging nameless fire was stirred up in his heart, but there was nowhere to be released.
Chapter completed!