Princess, come home quickly, the God of War Prince is going to be jealous to death!

Looking at Wen Zhirou walking away, Wen Jingxiao's deep face became extremely peaceful.

Wen Zhiyue smiled sarcastically and said, "Brother, why are you so ignorant of caring about women and children? You see, you are making people cry."

"She's as thick-skinned as pigskin, how can she be so sweet?" Wen Jingxiao gave Wen Zhirou an evil look as she walked away.

"Brother was very kind to Sister Rou before. Why are you treating her like this today?" Wen Zhiyue looked at Wen Jingxiao in confusion.

"She is the best at pretending. I didn't care about you and her in the past, but I warned her in private that I would never show mercy if I hurt you." Wen Jingxiao sighed, "The day before yesterday, she actually let someone Sneaking into your boudoir, luckily the little girl was clever and prevented Xuexiang from being exposed.

"I was so good to her, so she would treat me like this. It's really heartless and unjust."

"Now that you know who she is, be more careful and stay away from her in the future." Wen Jingxiao gently patted Wen Zhiyue's forehead.

"Brother is right, she looks like an unfed white lotus." Wen Zhiyue's eyes showed disgust and contempt.

The two of them entered Qingya Courtyard as they spoke.

Inside the house, a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old came out from the inner room to welcome her. Seeing that the person who came was Wen Jingxiao, she stepped forward and nodded, "I'm done, Your Majesty."

Wen Jingxiao nodded slightly, "Girl, you go outside, I will bring someone to see the moon."

"Yes." Xiaoya's clever eyes glanced at Ye Zhao and Wen Zhiyue, then bowed and left.

As soon as I went out, I suddenly saw a woman and two men standing in the courtyard. They had sharp swords hanging on their waists. The woman wore a curtain and her face could not be seen clearly, and the two men had cold and serious faces.

The little girl slowed down her pace, walked to the three of them, bowed, and then started working in the courtyard.

Inside the room, Wen Zhiyue took off her curtain and hat, walked to the bed, and pulled up the bed curtain. She saw the person on the bed with a white gauze face and a frown on her face, lying quietly on the bed with her eyes half-opened.

"Ye Zhao, come here and show her." Wen Zhiyue's face was full of sadness. She walked to the table and sat across from Wen Jingxiao.

"Come, drink some water first. You must be tired after traveling all the way." Wen Jingxiao poured a cup of hot water for Wen Zhiyue and glanced at Wen Zhiyue's face, "How will we arrange our accommodation next?"

"Xue Xiang is still living in the main hospital to recuperate. Xuemei, Ye Zhao, I, and I can live in this side hospital. As for Luo Chuan and Ling Yi, they will live in my brother's hospital and my brother will make the arrangements."

"Those two people are here to protect you, but you put them in our courtyard. How can you ensure your safety?" Wen Jingxiao's face was solemn, with a hint of sternness in his eyes.

"I'm in my own courtyard, nothing will happen. Besides, my brother is adjacent to my courtyard, so if something happens, I won't be delayed." Wen Zhiyue picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"Okay, putting two men in your courtyard will indeed make people suspicious." Wen Jingxiao paused for a moment, "Let them live in the left side courtyard of Xuanchen courtyard. There is a side door there. If anything happens here, If it happens, it will be more convenient for the two of them to come over."

"Brother can arrange it." Wen Zhiyue smiled comfortably.

Seeing Ye Zhao walking over from the bed, Wen Zhiyue stood up and greeted him, "Ye Zhao, how is Xuexiang's illness?"

"Back to the girl, Xuexiang's illness is a bit strange." Ye Zhao's eyes were blurred and his expression was serious.

"Why?"

Ye Zhao looked at Wen Zhiyue and Wen Jingxiao, "I checked Xuexiang's wound. The wound is not big, but there is blood stasis inside. It may also be rotten flesh. The wound needs to be cut open to confirm what it is."

"It's important to save lives, so let people prepare the equipment and treat him as soon as possible." Wen Zhiyue looked nervous and frowned.

"Girl, this is just one of the reasons. Second, I need to check the imperial doctor's prescription." Ye Zhao looked at Wen Zhiyue with doubts in his eyes.

"Brother, the imperial doctor can leave the prescription." Wen Zhiyue looked at Wen Jingxiao.

"The imperial doctor didn't leave any prescriptions for the medicine. The medicines were all sent directly from the imperial hospital."

"Brother, has he never been checked?" Wen Zhiyue asked doubtfully.

"If something coming out of the palace is inspected and known to others, how will the Wen family explain it?"

"It is because of knowing this that those who want to kill me are so rampant and blatantly take my life." Wen Zhiyue looked at Ye Zhao with murderous intent in her eyes, "Xue Xiang can still be saved."

"If we can find the medicine residue and find out the medicine used and the dosage, we will know how to treat Xuexiang's condition."

"I'll order someone to get the medicine stove right away." Wen Jingxiao said and walked out.

"Girl, I don't know if it's someone from the palace who wants to harm the girl, or someone from the palace who wants to harm the girl. Do we need to investigate?"

"Don't worry yet. Since everyone is in the dark, let's see who has the endurance to endure it." Wen Zhiyue looked cold and had murderous intent in her eyes.

After a while, Wen Jingxiao came in holding the medicine stove, "It must be Miss Ye, I brought the medicine stove, please take a look."

After saying that, he handed the medicine stove to Ye Zhao. Ye Zhao took the medicine stove, smelled it gently, took out some medicine dregs from the stove, put it on the table, and gently twisted it with his hands.

"How?" Wen Zhiyue asked nervously.

"Don't worry, girl. Judging from the medicine residue, Miss Xuexiang is fine at the moment. From now on, she will be treated slowly. It will take as little as three months and as many as six months to recover." Ye Zhao replied calmly.

"Is there something wrong with this medicine residue?"

"Although this medicine residue is a good medicine for healing injuries, it is mixed with a hallucinogen that is exclusive to southern Xinjiang. Regular use of this medicine will make people dizzy and dreamy, in a trance, frightened and timid, and eventually they will become schizophrenic. Someone else's puppet." Ye Zhao said calmly, but the listener was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat.

Wen Zhiyue's eyes burst with murderous intent. This was how the poison poisoned her for five years in the previous life. In this life, they repeated their old tricks and used vicious tricks.

"Ye Zhao, you and Xuemei will be responsible for Xuexiang's medicine from now on." Wen Zhiyue walked to the table and picked up the medicine stove. "This medicine will be returned to the person who gave it to me."

"Yue'er knows who tampered with the medicine." Wen Jingxiao looked at Wen Zhiyue in confusion.

"In this general's mansion, who would not like me?" Wen Zhiyue looked out the window, then turned to look at Xue Xiang on the bed.

"Don't worry, girl, Xuexiang will recover slowly." Ye Zhao gently comforted Wen Zhiyue.

"Thank you for your hard work, Miss Ye." Wen Jingxiao stared at Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao bowed his head and saluted, "Young master, don't worry."

"What equipment does Miss Ye need to prepare now to diagnose and treat Xuexiang's arrow wounds?"

"All you need is hot water and candles." After saying that, Ye Zhao walked to the bedside and gently pressed the injury on Xuexiang's chest with a sad look on his face. "The accumulation here is too heavy. It needs to be slowly... It may be difficult to resolve it once or twice.”