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

On the tenth day of October, just after daybreak, a house at the end of Huaishu Street in South City suddenly caught fire. Thick smoke billowed and the fire quickly spread.

By the time the residents nearby were awakened and ran out of their homes, the houses at the end of the street had already been engulfed in flames.

I thought the people living inside were dead, but unexpectedly a dark shadow rushed out from the sea of ​​fire.

When they got closer, everyone could see clearly that the black shadows were two people wrapped in wet quilts, and a man rushed out of the fire carrying a woman on his back.

The man ran to the front of the crowd, put the person on his back to the ground, and shouted, "Hurry up and find a doctor to save him."

It happened that Luo Duwei who was patrolling the streets passed by at this time. Without bothering to ask the reason, everyone worked together to put out the fire.

After the doctor from the nearby clinic arrived, the yamen runner in charge of Huaishu Street also arrived.

The doctor looked at the woman lying on the ground and shook his head, saying, "The sharp weapon penetrated her chest and punctured her heart. She can't be saved."

A kind-hearted lady reminded him, "But the young lady is clearly still alive. I touched her and her heart was beating loudly!"

The doctor didn't believe it and took the woman's pulse to check. Actually, she did have a pulse, and it was quite strong.

After taking a closer look at the woman's wound, the doctor exclaimed, "This young lady's heart must have grown a little crooked, and she barely managed to save her life."

In addition to the woman, a charred male corpse was also found in the house. Considering the woman's situation, it must have been a deliberate arson case.

The yamen runner asked the onlookers, "Does anyone know how the fire started?"

Seeing that everyone was shaking their heads, he asked again, "Then who saved this lady?"

Everyone looked around and found that the man who saved the young lady was gone at some point.

At Changle Palace, He Ying hurried into the inner hall, "It's not good, concubine. The front hall has called in the imperial physician, who said that His Highness had a sudden heart attack and fainted from the pain."

Upon hearing this, Yan Muqing didn't bother to wash up. He just put on some clothes and walked out. He met Gu Yuelan at the entrance of the inner palace. The master and servant went to the front hall together.

Seeing Yan Muqing's bad complexion, Gu Yuelan said unhappily: "People who eat grains are bound to get sick. Are you so scared as if you were attending a funeral?"

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Concubine Gu. I'm just worried about the Crown Prince." Yan Mucheng responded indifferently, not wanting to deal with her.

Gu Yuelan snorted lightly, shut her mouth and stopped talking. If she continued talking, it seemed as if she was the only one who was not worried about the prince's safety.

Although there has never been a dispute between the two, the prince favors Yan Muqing alone. Gu Yuelan, who is also the prince's concubine, is like a transparent person who is completely ignored. She is not a saint, so how could she not feel any resentment in her heart?

In the bedroom of the front hall, Xue Wanhe, who arrived earlier, was anxiously waiting by the bedside while the imperial physician was giving acupuncture to Yu Jintang.

Yu Jintang's face was pale, and his usually rosy lips had lost their color. Several thin needles had been inserted into his exposed chest, but there was no visible movement.

Seeing this, Yan Mucheng covered her mouth in time to prevent any sound from coming out. Gu Yuelan's expression also changed. Obviously, they did not expect that the prince's illness would be so serious.

For fear of disturbing the imperial physician's acupuncture, everyone in the hall held their breath and dared not make a sound.

After daybreak, Empress Xue, who had received the news, also rushed over. When she saw her son's appearance, she staggered suddenly and was supported by a palace maid so as not to fall to the ground.

After calming down, Empress Xue asked Xue Wanhe, "The prince was fine yesterday, how could he suddenly fall ill?"

Xue Wanhe shook her head with red eyes, "I received the letter and rushed to the front hall, and His Highness was already in this state."

Queen Xue was about to ask the palace maid who served the prince when she suddenly heard a light cough. She turned around and saw that the prince had opened his eyes.

Yu Jintang was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling violently with his breathing, looking as if a person who had stopped breathing had suddenly come back to life.

After a few breaths, Yu Jintang's scattered eyes gradually focused. He looked at the people beside the bed, "Why are you all here... What happened to me?"

Queen Xue did not rush to answer, but asked the imperial physician to take his pulse first.

"His Royal Highness' pulse and heartbeat have recovered. He should be fine now."

After hearing the imperial physician say that her son was in danger of dying, Empress Xue asked in detail, "Imperial physician, the prince has been in good health since he was young. Why did he suddenly suffer from a heart disease? Will it recur after he recovers?"

The prince said truthfully: "The specific cause of your heart disease has yet to be investigated, so I dare not make any rash conclusions."

Unable to get any explanation from the imperial physician, Empress Xue then questioned the palace maids who served the prince personally. They all said the same thing: the prince read policy papers for a while last night and then went to bed, which was no different from his usual behavior.

Even Yu Jintang himself didn't know why he suddenly fell ill. It was as if he had had an extremely painful nightmare and was like this when he woke up.

Everyone was confused about the prince's sudden illness, only Yan Muqing had a vague guess in his mind.

The next day, Yan Muqing found an excuse to invite Yan Muyun into the East Palace.

Yan Muyun first took the prince's pulse, and his expression was the same as that of the imperial physician.

After returning to the West Palace, Yan Muyun said truthfully: "Big sister guessed correctly, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was indeed poisoned."

"What kind of poison has His Highness been poisoned by? Does Third Sister have a way to cure it?"

Yan Muyun comforted Yan Muqing, "Don't worry, let me explain it to you slowly. If I'm not wrong, His Royal Highness was poisoned by a love Gu. Love Gu is different from ordinary insect Gu. It is divided into mother Gu, male Gu and female Gu. The mother Gu is in the hands of the witch doctor who can control the Gu. The witch doctor can inject the male Gu and female Gu into two different people. Once the Gu is injected, no matter whether the two people are familiar with each other or not, they will develop feelings for each other and will uncontrollably want to get close to each other."

Combined with the prince's previous abnormality, Yan Muqing had already guessed the general reason, but he was still shocked to hear that there really was such a insect poison that could control people's hearts.

"So, if the person infected with the female Gu has an accident, the person infected with the male Gu will also be affected?"

Yan Muyun shook her head, denying her statement, "Ordinary love Gu does not have such great power. If the female Gu dies, only the male Gu will die. The person who is poisoned will be fine, and the poison will be eliminated by itself."

The more Yan Muqing listened, the more confused she became. "So is the prince's sudden illness related to the love poison?"

"Anyway, this is what I know about love poison. Given the Crown Prince's current condition, it is very likely that he has been infected with other poisons." Yan Muyun was not sure. It was just a guess.

Hearing her say this, Yan Muqing's heart sank, but she still didn't give up, "Then can the third sister cure the poison of His Highness?"

Yan Muyun shook her head. She didn’t even know what kind of poison the prince had, so how could she possibly cure it?

She was very confused. How credible were Minghui's words?

Minghui told her that there were only a few witch doctors with real abilities in Dafeng, and if she could master the art of controlling witchcraft, she would be hard to find an opponent.

Now her skill in controlling witchcraft has far exceeded Minghui's expectations, but she is hard to find an opponent. She was beaten to death as soon as she came out of the mountain.

Unable to cure the prince's poison, she could only comfort Yan Muqing dryly, "Although the prince's poison cannot be cured for the time being, his life is safe. Don't worry too much, big sister, there will always be a way."

"Yes, there will always be a way, ah~" Yan Muqing couldn't help but sigh, "Oh, by the way, there is one more thing I need to trouble you with, Third Sister. It is inconvenient for me to leave the palace, Third Sister, please go see Second Sister on my behalf. She has always had many ideas, let's see if she can come up with a better way to deal with the troubles at hand."