The eldest sister was reborn and the younger sister traveled through time. I just want to survive.

The Third Prince avoided Yan Muxi's greeting, his expression slightly panicked, "Little Aunt Wang, please don't be too polite. Just treat me as an ordinary junior. But please don't embarrass me by bowing to me again!"

Seeing that the Third Prince behaved modestly, Yan Muxi temporarily put aside his doubts.

In addition to the Crown Prince and the Third Prince, many people came to visit Yu Wantai in the next few days, but they were all turned away by Yan Muxi.

Emperor Yuanjing would send imperial physicians to Prince Rong's Mansion every day, and he also specially ordered two imperial physicians to stay overnight in the mansion in case they could be summoned at any time.

Being monitored all the time, Yu Wantai could only stay in bed. Fortunately, he was sleepy most of the time, and the wounds on his body slowly scabbed over, so it was not too difficult to endure.

Yan Muxi also tried hard to play the role of a good wife who cared about her husband and took care of him without taking off her clothes.

In the morning, she saw Yu Wantai frowning as soon as he opened his eyes, looking very uncomfortable. She asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, just a little itchy." Yu Wantai wanted to raise his hand to scratch his lower back, but he couldn't because he didn't have the strength in his arms to lift them.

"The wound will itch a little while it heals, so you can't scratch it. Please bear with it, my Lord."

"It's more itchy than painful!"

Facing the pitiful peach blossom eyes, Yan Muxi said helplessly, "Where does your master feel itchy? Let me tap it for you."

"The lower back."

"is it here?"

"Yeah, it's just itchy there, just tap it hard."

Although there was a silk inner garment between them, Yan Muxi could still clearly feel where the scabs were. She didn't dare to use too much force and gently tapped and rubbed the scabs with her knuckles.

After knocking for a while, seeing that Yu Wantai had no intention of stopping, she asked, "Is it better now? Is it still itchy?"

"This place doesn't itch anymore, move it to the side, up... to the left... and then to the right!"

Yan Muxi did as she was told, changing several places in a row. Her fingers were numb from tapping, but she heard someone say, "A little lower."

She paused, and the next part was no longer her waist and back, but her buttocks.

Facing the wounded, one must not feel ashamed. Yan Muxi hesitated for a moment before putting his finger on it. "Is it here?"

"Yeah." Yu Wantai responded softly and buried his face in the soft pillow.

I can hide my face, but I can't hide my red ears.

Yan Muxi couldn't help but laugh. It was unexpected that a man like the Gou Prince, who was used to going to places of entertainment, would feel embarrassed by being touched on the buttocks.

Could it be that when being intimate with other women, one's ears also turn red?

For some reason, she felt extremely uncomfortable when she thought about Prince Gou being affectionate with other women.

It was as if her white steamed bun was bitten by someone, and she wanted to slap the person who bit her bun a few times, and then tear the bun into pieces and feed it to the dog.

As she thought about it, she couldn't help but increase the strength of her hands. Hearing Yu Wantai's cry of pain, Yan Muxi quickly withdrew her evil hands and said, "My Lord, are you okay? I didn't mean it."

Yu Wantai didn't raise his head, and said weakly: "If the Crown Prince's wife wants to kill her husband, there's no need to be so roundabout."

Yan Muxi smiled and explained, "I really didn't mean it. My Lord, where else does it itch? I will help you to knock it. This time I will definitely not use so much force. I guarantee that I will serve you comfortably."

Seeing that no one responded, she quickly changed her place and continued to knock, not forgetting to find something to say to improve her impression, "When does the prince plan to take the antidote? Although this pill is harmless to the body, lying like this all the time is not good for the body."

"Wait a little longer. If there is no movement from above after two days, take the antidote." Just as Yu Wantai finished speaking, Yin Xia's voice was heard knocking at the door.

"Is the Crown Princess awake?"

After getting permission, Yin Xia hurried in, not bothering to perform formalities, and handed a card to Yan Muxi, "A visiting card from the Yan Mansion."

Yan Muxi glanced at the visiting card and said, "Didn't you decline it last time? Just decline it again."

"The person who delivered the visiting card said that the master and the mistress were worried about the young master's injury, and they specially found a witch doctor to treat the young master. They also said that it was the emperor who asked the master to find the witch doctor, and I'm afraid I can't refuse." Yinxia was full of anxiety.

Minghui is also a witch doctor, and she is of the same kind as the female witch doctor. She was afraid that the fact that the prince had taken the pills could not be hidden from the female witch doctor.

Yan Muxi was also panicked for a moment, but soon calmed down, "Go to Dingbei Marquis Mansion quickly and invite the third sister over. Remember to be quick."

The resurrection pills that were sent to the Rong Palace as an apology were made by Minghui's deceased father. Because the medicinal ingredients were hard to find, only three pills were made.

Minghui gave Qian Manman a dowry because of the friendship they had grown up together.

Inheriting his father's skills, Minghui also mastered the exquisite medicine-making techniques, and the ordinary pills he made could be sold for thousands of taels of silver.

Although Yan Muxi has confidence in Aunt Ming's pills, she also needs to act with caution. She does not dare to gamble with Yu Wantai's life.

Yan Mujun rushed over just after breakfast.

After checking Yu Wantai's pulse, she looked at Yan Muxi with pity, and after thinking for a moment, she said bluntly: "The prince's pulse is weak and slow, which means he is about to die."

Prince Rong has been injured for so many days, the second brother must know the truth, there is no need to hide it.

"How is Third Sister's witchcraft learning going?"

Yan Mujun was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Yan Muxi suddenly asked her about learning witchcraft, but she still answered truthfully: "I'm learning well. My master said that I have entered the door. She has nothing more to teach me. How high my attainments will be in the future depends entirely on my own understanding and hard work."

Her words were still modest. Minghui's original words were, "I have taught you everything I know. As long as you are willing to study Gu insects, you can switch between master and apprentice in less than two years."

Yan Muyun's blood is very suitable for raising Gu. There is almost no Gu worm that she cannot control. During the past year of mourning and unable to leave the house, she has stayed in the house every day to study and research. Although she doesn't know how powerful her Gu-controlling skills are now, they are definitely not bad.

Yan Muxi asked again, "Did Aunt Ming teach you how to make medicine pills?"

Yan Muyun shook her head, "No, Master said that witchcraft and medicine making are two different things, and making medicine is not something you can learn overnight. If I want to learn, she will teach me when I have the opportunity in the future."

Yan Muxi probably understood that there is no direct connection between medical witchcraft and medicine making, and people who know witchcraft may not necessarily make medicine.

"Then Third Sister could have diagnosed that the prince was poisoned?"

"Poisoned?" Yan Muyun was very surprised when she heard that.

She took Yu Wantai's pulse again, then took out a silver needle, pricked her finger, and dropped a drop of blood on his skin. After waiting for a moment, there was no reaction from the blood.

"I can confirm that even if the prince was poisoned, it was not a Gu poison."

Yan Muxi felt relieved. The female witch doctor was proficient in witchcraft and should not be able to diagnose anything abnormal.

At the end of the Chen hour, Yan Yongchen, Su and the female witch doctor were taken to Shuangxinju by a carriage.