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After Princess Zhaoyang took the porcelain bottle, the look in her eyes when she looked at Gu Changqing became a little strange, as if she was looking at a fool.

Gu Changqing breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Princess Zhaoyang doesn't look at him with such pitiful eyes that look like she's about to cry, anything is fine.

After thinking for a while, Gu Changqing began to explain carefully:

"Princess Zhaoyang, I didn't mean to blame you just now. Princess, you are an excellent woman. There is no need to hang yourself on a tree, right?"

"There are many good men in the world. The War King is good, but he is not suitable for you. Now that the princess has moved on, you should let it go completely and find a man you like and who likes you, right?"

Gu Changqing tried his best to persuade Princess Zhaoyang, but his words became somewhat milder.

Princess Zhaoyang looked at Gu Changqing and couldn't help but teasing him. She raised her eyebrows, a smile flashed in her eyes, and asked:

"What Doctor Gu said is right. There are many good men in the world. This princess thinks Doctor Gu is gentle, has a good temper, and is also good-looking. He is indeed a good match."

Gu Changqing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up at Princess Zhaoyang, waving his hands in fear:

"This, this, Princess, you are too kind to praise me."

Princess Zhaoyang seemed to find Gu Changqing's appearance very interesting, and immediately stood up and walked up to Gu Changqing.

Before Gu Changqing could react, he smelled a pleasant floral scent, and then heard a warm breath by his ear, and Princess Zhaoyang's pleasant voice rang out:

"Why is Doctor Gu so nervous? Could it be that... he also likes me?"

Where had Gu Changqing ever seen such a scene?

My heart was beating faster and faster and I wanted to dodge, but my body seemed to be fixed and I couldn't move.

He opened his mouth, and felt all the blood in his body rushing directly to his forehead, but not a single syllable came out.

Princess Zhaoyang saw that Gu Changqing's whole body was red, especially the tips of his ears and neck, which seemed to be bleeding. She blinked her eyes in surprise, stepped back and returned to her seat, saying:

"Doctor Gu, you're... bleeding."

Princess Zhaoyang pointed at Gu Changqing's nose and laughed so hard that her belly burst into laughter. She thought that this seemingly well-behaved doctor Gu was quite funny.

After being reminded, Gu Changqing subconsciously wiped his nose, but there was nothing. He immediately knew that he had been deceived by Princess Zhaoyang. He looked at Princess Zhaoyang with some anger and said:

"Princess, are you kidding me?"

Princess Zhaoyang saw that Gu Changqing was angry and tried hard to hold back her laughter. She rested her elbows on the table, supported her face with her palms, blinked innocently at Gu Changqing, and said seriously:

"Didn't Doctor Gu say that we should find a man that this princess likes and that also likes this princess? This princess thinks that Doctor Gu is a good doctor, so I would like to ask for his opinion."

At this point, Princess Zhaoyang looked at Doctor Gu with a hint of ridicule:

"But it seems that Doctor Gu also likes this princess very much. Does this count as what Doctor Gu said about mutual affection?"

Gu Changqing really didn't expect that a princess of such stature would flirt with the imperial physician in broad daylight!

Gu Changqing really couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately said with a stern face: "Princess, please don't joke."

Then, Gu Changqing seemed to have thought of something, and he stood up and bowed to the Lord of Zhaoyang County and said:

"I have something important to do, so I won't bother you any more. Goodbye."

Gu Changqing did not forget his purpose. Although his rhythm was somewhat disrupted by Princess Zhaoyang, he still had time to run away.

When Princess Zhaoyang saw that Gu Changqing was about to leave, how could she let him go easily?

I finally found such a fun person, but I've been too lonely these days. How can I have as much fun as I did playing with Gu Changqing?

"What is Doctor Gu going to do? This princess will accompany you."

Princess Zhaoyang immediately stood up and tried to pull Gu Changqing, but Gu Changqing was also slippery and stepped aside, avoiding Princess Zhaoyang's hand and retreating repeatedly, saying:

"No need, my lady..."

Seeing Gu Changqing hiding, Chaoyang became more interested and went forward to catch him again.

The two of them were fighting back and forth, and the scene became chaotic for a while.

"what."

Princess Zhaoyang screamed, and because she failed to catch Gu Changqing, she slipped and fell straight down the stairs.

Everyone was terrified when they saw this, and rushed forward to rescue people while screaming.

Fortunately, when Princess Zhaoyang fell down, she bumped into someone who was about to go upstairs.

Princess Zhaoyang was supported, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Gu Changqing hurried forward, pulled Princess Zhaoyang off the man, and asked:

"Are you okay?"

Princess Zhaoyang was so frightened that her face turned pale. After grabbing Gu Changqing's hand, she stood firm and shook her head repeatedly.

Gu Changqing breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at the man who had just caught Princess Zhaoyang.

The man's attire was very peculiar. His long hair was braided into numerous small braids, and he wore a silver crown on his head. It was obvious that he was not from Dayong.

When Gu Changqing saw this man's face, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Is this the Holy Son of Southern Border whom he is waiting for today?

Gu Changqing did not expect such a coincidence, but now, by chance, he also has the right opportunity to contact the Holy Son of Southern Xinjiang.

Immediately, Gu Changqing bowed to the Saint of Southern Border and thanked him sincerely:

"Thank you for your help, sir. My name is Gu Changqing. If you don't mind, please let me host you for a banquet to show my gratitude."

The Saint of Southern Frontier glanced at Gu Changqing, chuckled, and said:

"You thanked me too early. Being saved by this Saint Son may not be a good thing."

The Holy Son of Southern Frontier is a man with a strange temper. These days, no matter how many times the Ninth Prince and his men have extended olive branches to him, he has remained unresponsive.

He felt that he came to Dayong not to make friends with anyone.

I was just out for a walk today, and happened to hear the noise from the teahouse, so I came over to see what was going on out of curiosity.

But I didn't expect that just as I went upstairs, someone would come crashing down...

The Southern Border Saint Son spoke, and the maidservant serving Princess Zhaoyang exclaimed, pointing at Princess Zhaoyang's face and saying:

"Ah! Princess, Princess, your mouth..."

Gu Changqing looked back and saw that Princess Zhaoyang's mouth was already black. It was obvious that she had been poisoned!

Gu Changqing frowned and immediately understood what the Holy Son of Southern Xinjiang meant.

The Holy Son of Southern Frontier is skilled in poison. In order to make his poison more lethal, he even does not hesitate to feed the poison on his own body.

Over time, his body was filled with toxins, and he could be said to be a walking poisonous man.

And at this time, if Princess Zhaoyang met him, wouldn't she be in trouble?

So what the Saint Son of Southern Frontier said just now, that being saved by him might not be a good thing, was not a joke, but the truth.

Just like Princess Zhaoyang now, she has obviously been poisoned.

At this moment, Princess Zhaoyang only felt unbearable pain in her body. She couldn't help but groan and fell limply into the arms of her maid.

The maid was startled and quickly supported Princess Zhaoyang.

Princess Zhaoyang is of noble status. If something goes wrong here, they will probably be buried with her when they return!

"You, hurry up and bring the antidote! Do you know who this is? This is Princess Zhaoyang!"

"Oh? Antidote? What a pity, I don't have any."