The daughter of the emperor is reborn to be beautiful and cool, and the King of Zhenbei loves her wi

Lu Pianpian was so anxious that she jumped up and down.

Her chubby face was filled with anxiety, and she murmured to herself, "Don't let anything happen. How will I report to my godfather when he comes back?"

Shen Nanzhi was confused: "It's the vermilion pill in this small porcelain bottle. It melts in your mouth. I don't know what it is, but the prince said it's harmless to my body. Is there anything wrong with that?"

She handed over the small porcelain bottle.

Lu Pianpian took it and sniffed it lightly, and her expression instantly became even uglier.

The situation should be serious.

But Shen Nanzhi didn't feel anything wrong with her body. On the contrary, after taking the pill, the meridians in her body felt much more unobstructed. Moreover, she also believed that Xiao Chuyun would not harm her.

But why does Lu Pianpian look like this?

I watched her pack up the needle bag while muttering, "No, I have to go and take a look."

Shen Nanzhi stepped forward to stop her and asked puzzledly: "What happened?"

Lu Pianpian hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "I don't know how the prince got the chronic disease in his legs, but I know a little about his current physical condition. I don't know who gave him the cold poison. That poison can torture people to the point where life is worse than death. Every time the poison takes effect, the cold will penetrate into the bones. Normal people may not be able to withstand this cold poison that penetrates into the bone marrow, not to mention that he has an old injury on his leg."

As she spoke, Lu Pianpian clenched the small porcelain bottle and frowned, "Sister Zhizhi, what was originally contained in this was the Heart Protecting Pill that my godfather spent countless efforts to develop for him. If he took it for a year, it would not only protect his heart meridians and keep him alive when the cold poison attacks, but also relieve his pain. It took more than half a year to refine this one pill, but he gave it to Sister Zhizhi..."

As a doctor, Lu Pianpian knows better than anyone the pain and suffering Xiao Chuyun has to endure when the poison takes effect.

Although she is still young, she may not be well versed in the ways of the world, but at this moment she understands better than anyone else the importance of Shen Nanzhi to Xiao Chuyun.

She used to be able to play and have fun with Shen Nanzhi, but now when she looked at Shen Nanzhi, there was only respect and awe in her eyes.

Lu Pianpian said anxiously: "Calculating the time, these few days are just when the prince's poison has taken effect. I want to go over and take a look."

Only then did Shen Nanzhi realize what Xiao Chuyun had given her. She thought of the biting chill his fingertips brought to her wrist. It turned out that he had already been poisoned at that time and was suffering from all kinds of torture, but his expression was calm and gentle, and he didn't show it at all.

If Shen Nanzhi had known that the little pill was so important to him, he would have said he would not want it at all.

Xiao Chuyun.

Xiao Chuyun.

Shen Nanzhi kept repeating this name in his heart.

In her previous life, he broke into the imperial mausoleum for her, split the coffin, and allowed her to be reborn.

In this life, they had only met a few times, but in order to relieve her pain, he could easily give her pills that were related to his own life.

How could she deserve such protection from him?

Shen Nanzhi held down Lu Pianpian's hand as she was packing up the needle bag: "Wait a moment, I'll go with you."

However, it would be too conspicuous for her to come here now. After thinking about it, Shen Nanzhi decided to go find her uncle.

Because my uncle was injured on duty last time, he got three days off and will report to the Dali Temple tomorrow.

When Shen Nanzhi went there, he was in the study handling the miscellaneous affairs of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

Shen Nanzhi didn't want everyone to know that she was poisoned, so she brought up the incident of the third daughter of the Wen family being plotted against at the Liu family today, and used the excuse that the black-clothed thief was captured by the Zhenbei Palace. She begged her uncle to take her to the Zhenbei Palace again.

Shen Nanzhi thought that Xiao Chuyun had not been feeling well these days, and his uncle was working at the Dali Temple. This matter also involved the Liu family. If his uncle handled it, he would definitely be more reliable than anyone else, and it would also allow Xiao Chuyun to have a few days' rest.

Shen Nanzhi had not had the time to tell his uncle about the incident at Wanbao Tower before, but now that everything was revealed, Shen Huaishu could no longer sit still and immediately took Shen Nanzhi and Lu Pianpian to the Zhenbei Palace.

However, they did not go through the main gate, but took a detour through an alley and arrived at the side door on the back street of the Zhenbei Palace. After handing over their business cards, they drove into the Zhenbei Palace together with the carriage. Only when they entered the backyard of the Zhenbei Palace did Shen Nanzhi and Lu Pianpian get off the carriage.

The person who came to lead the way was an unfamiliar guard. He took them through the side courtyard and along the winding corridor to the study of the Zhenbei Palace.

Before, when Shen Nanzhi climbed over the courtyard wall, he only had time to look at a corner of the side courtyard. Now, after looking all the way here, he realized that the furnishings of the Zhenbei Palace were extremely simple. There were not even a few green plants and flowers. Compared with the Liu Mansion next door, which was exquisitely luxurious with carved beams and painted buildings, the Zhenbei Palace was like a dry barracks.

Simple, cool and neat.

Seeing this, Shen Nanzhi finally connected Xiao Chuyun's gentle appearance with the King of Zhenbei who commanded hundreds of thousands of elite troops and was feared by the Northern Barbarians.

Outside the study, Mo Yi and Mo Yun were guarding on the left and right sides respectively. Seeing Shen Nanzhi and his group coming from afar, they took a step forward tacitly and were about to salute with their fists, but they both gasped at the same time.

Although the voice was very light and shallow, Shen Nanzhi still heard it.

Moreover, she also noticed that not only were their faces as pale as paper, but their bodies were also somewhat stiff, and they even limped when they walked.

Everything was apparently fine before, but now she's gone. What happened?

Of the two, Shen Nanzhi and Mo Yi were more familiar with each other. After they met, Shen Nanzhi asked casually, "Brother Mo Yi, what's wrong?"

Hearing this, Mo Yi broke out in a cold sweat. He was about to speak when he suddenly heard a light cough in the study. Mo Yi quickly bowed and lowered his eyes and said, "No, nothing. I just walked carelessly and didn't look at the road carefully. I tripped over the threshold and fell."

Seeing Shen Nanzhi's eyes glanced at Mo Yun casually, Mo Yi quickly pulled the taciturn person and added: "He too."

The two men looked obviously unnatural. Shen Nanzhi naturally didn't believe it, but since they didn't want to talk about it, Shen Nanzhi didn't want to dig into the issue.

However, before she could answer, she heard Lu Pianpian beside her ask with concern: "Brother Mo Yi, did you fall on the door sill? Otherwise, how come you are injured from your lower back to your legs and feet?"

As a doctor, she could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Mo Yi and Mo Yun, but Lu Pianpian didn't think about the military sticks yet, she was just simply curious.

Mo Yi's scalp tingled, and he glared at Lu Pianpian, and said vaguely: "I don't know how he fell, but it's not a big deal. Thank you Miss Shen for your concern. The master is inside. Prince, Miss Shen, please come in."

Fortunately, Lu Pianpian was worried about Xiao Chuyun's cold poison at the moment and did not dwell on this matter.

Several people entered the study together.

Xiao Chuyun sat in front of the desk by the window, still sitting on the bamboo chair.

He was still wearing the same plain white brocade gown, with his inky black hair only half-fastened with an ebony hairpin, and the rest draped over his shoulders. He looked like a banished immortal from a famous artist's landscape painting. As long as he was there, the surrounding scenery was just a backdrop.

He was so calm and composed, and apart from his face being a little paler than usual, there was no sign that he was suffering from the cold.

As soon as they entered the room, Xiao Chuyun's eyes fell on Shen Nanzhi, but only for a moment, then he immediately looked away and looked at Shen Huaishu who was leading the group.

"Your Majesty."

Shen Huaishu and Shen Nanzhi came forward to greet him. After briefly explaining their purpose, Xiao Chuyun nodded and said, "It just so happens that the case on your hands has been closed, so it's just right for you to investigate this matter. The man is now in the dungeon of my house and has not been sent to the Dali Temple yet."

As he spoke, Xiao Chuyun glanced at Mo Yun who was guarding outside the door: "Prince Shen, go over and ask questions. If he needs anything, just cooperate."

Shen Huaishu was naturally very grateful and was about to go down after receiving the order. Then he remembered that he still brought Shen Nanzhi with him. He was going there to interrogate and try the case. Moreover, the dungeon was a dark and damp place, and it was not appropriate to bring a little girl like Shen Nanzhi with him.

Shen Huaishu hesitated for only a moment, and before he could speak, he heard Xiao Chuyun say, "The dungeon is filthy, so just go and do your work, and Miss Shen can stay here and have a cup of tea."

Shen Huaishu turned around and questioned Shen Nanzhi with his eyes.

Shen Nanzhi also happened to have something to ask Xiao Chuyun, so she took the initiative to respond: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

At this point, Shen Huaishu had nothing to worry about, and immediately followed Mo Yun to the dungeon, determined to pry useful clues out of the thief.

As soon as Xiao Chuyun left, Shen Nanzhi felt that the originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly became tense.

She stood there, obviously having a lot of things to ask, but when she really faced Xiao Chuyun, she didn't know where to start for a moment.

"What kind of tea does Miss Shen drink?"

Xiao Chuyun looked at her gently and raised his hand to lead her to a seat.

Shen Nanzhi sat down across from him nervously and shook his head, "I'm fine with either."

She was still thinking about how to start the conversation, but Lu Pianpian beside her couldn't wait to say, "My Lord, let me..."

——Let me take your pulse and see how your cold poison is.

But before she could finish, Xiao Chuyun glanced at her casually, "Mo Yun and Mo Yi broke their lower backs. Go to the medicine store and prepare some ointment for them."

Lu Pianpian was blocked before she could finish her original words. She had to turn around angrily and follow the order to prepare the ointment for the two men.

After Lu Pianpian left, Shen Nanzhi and Xiao Chuyun were the only ones sitting opposite each other in the huge study room.

Shen Nanzhi was already a little overwhelmed, and now she felt even more uneasy.

He just interrupted Lu Pianpian and sent Lu Pianpian away, obviously not wanting her to know about the cold poison in his body and the little pill.

She was just thinking about how to start the conversation when she saw Xiao Chuyun looking up at her and asked softly, "Miss Shen, do you have anything to say?"

Shen Nanzhi hesitated again and again, and finally decided to speak frankly: "Why does the prince treat me like this?"

Hearing this, Xiao Chuyun's dark pupils were slightly startled, but then he smiled helplessly: "It seems that Lu Pianpian has told you everything."

Shen Nanzhi nodded: "Yes."

She originally wanted to repay his kindness in his previous life, but she never expected that it would make him lose even more.

Shen Nanzhi was filled with guilt.

Xiao Chuyun just smiled and said, "Miss Shen saved my life. If I can help Miss Shen within my ability, I will spare no effort."

As he spoke, he poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Shen Nanzhi.

"Even a drop of water is worth a spring of gratitude, let alone the fact that Miss Shen saved my life."

Hearing this, Shen Nanzhi waved his hands quickly: "I just did a little favor, how can it be considered a life-saving favor? Your Highness is too kind. I owe you more than this."

Xiao Chuyun just smiled, "So Miss Shen is frowning because of this. This is my fault. If this has caused trouble to Miss Shen, I'm sorry. In the future... I will keep my distance from Miss Shen and not embarrass her."

When saying this, although Xiao Chuyun had a smile on his face, his eyes could not hide the hurt and loneliness.

Shen Nanzhi felt a lump in his throat and suddenly thought of the rumors in Beijing.

People all say that Xiao Chuyun was born unlucky and will bring disaster to those around him.

Therefore, even though he had made great military achievements and was named King of Zhenbei, he was still someone that everyone wanted to avoid.

In addition, now that he has taken over the Dali Temple and is in charge of the prisons, it is inevitable that he has offended a number of powerful people and aristocratic families, and has been completely hated by them.

No matter in the past or now, from beginning to end, he has always been the one who bears everything but is excluded and isolated.

Putting himself in his position, he must have been very hurt to think that he had given his life-saving pills to himself, but it still became a burden to her, causing her trouble and making her uneasy.

Shen Nanzhi felt extremely guilty and quickly waved his hands, saying, "That's not the case. Your Highness has misunderstood. I just hope that Your Highness can take care of himself and don't want Your Highness to get hurt because of me."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Chuyun's eyes lit up: "Miss Shen, are you worried about me?"

Shen Nanzhi couldn't deny this, but if she nodded, she always felt that there was something...something that was hard to explain and ambiguous.

But when she thought about denying it euphemistically or changing the subject, Xiao Chuyun's somewhat hurt eyes suddenly appeared in front of Shen Nanzhi's eyes. When the words came to her lips, she had no choice but to nod: "Yes, I am very worried about the prince."

But in order to avoid being misunderstood, Shen Nanzhi added: "Your Highness is an important minister of the country and the pillar of the Great Qi. If anything goes wrong, I will be blamed for it."

However, Xiao Chuyun seemed to have not heard the second half of her sentence at all. After she nodded, his brows relaxed completely.

He was born with unparalleled handsomeness, and when he smiled, his face was so beautiful that even the bright spring light outside the window seemed a little dim.

Even someone as calm as Shen Nanzhi had a moment of surprise and trance.

She didn't expect that a simple word of concern from her could make him so happy.

Just as he was thinking about persuading him to call Lu Pianpian in to see him first, he didn't expect that before Shen Nanzhi opened his mouth, he heard the guards outside the courtyard report: "Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince is here."

The smile on Xiao Chuyun's face suddenly froze.

Shen Nanzhi was also a little restless.

She didn't want to see Xiao Qian'an at this time, and was about to turn around to see if she could find a place to hide first. When she raised her eyes inadvertently, she met Xiao Chuyun's ink-black eyes.

"Miss Shen doesn't want to let my seventh brother know that you are here?"

Xiao Chuyun's expression was still gentle, but for some reason, Shen Nanzhi could feel that his spirits were not as high as before, and he was even a little depressed.

Xiao Qi'an was waiting outside. Shen Nanzhi didn't have time to think about it and nodded, "Of course."

She didn't want to have anything to do with Xiao Qian'an at the moment.

Hearing this, Xiao Chuyun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a slightly bitter smile: "Okay, I understand."

Shen Nanzhi's heart skipped a beat when he saw the look on his face that seemed to have seen through everything.

Could it be that he had misunderstood something?