The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

King Jin shook his index finger and said, "That's not perfect. I have a problem. I don't like so many women chattering at home. I get a headache when I hear them. When I get a headache, I get angry and I will kick a dog if I see one."

"Puch."

Lu Zhaoling laughed again.

"Hey, Zhou Shiyue, are you saying that your problem is that you don't like having three wives and four concubines?"

Prince Jin poked her forehead with a finger, "Oh, why else would you say you are Princess Jin? You just understand me."

Lu Zhaoling slapped his hand away and rolled her eyes at him.

"Be more normal!" Don't imitate her tone! It doesn't suit him at all.

"You, you are still flirting here!" Miss Qiu widened her eyes in disbelief.

Is King Jin like this? He was obviously not like this before. He always looked cold. When they met, he turned around and walked away, showing her the back of his head, without even looking at her.

"Prince Jin, were you possessed by a mountain spirit in Firefly Mountain?" Miss Qiu looked at Prince Jin in horror and even took a step back, almost stepping on Shen Xiangjun's foot.

Shen Xiangjun was almost pissed off by her.

No, isn’t Qiu Yunzhen’s focus so intense that it makes people vomit blood?

Didn’t she hear what Prince Jin just said, which contained so much information?

He said! He doesn't want three wives and four concubines!

This means that he will only want one princess, one principal wife!

If that's the case, she won't even stand a chance in competing for the position of concubine!

How is this possible?

Lu Zhaoling must have used some trick, it must be.

"You'd better shut up. I think it would be more appropriate to press your mute point." As soon as Prince Jin raised his hand, Miss Qiu was startled and she quickly took a few steps back.

"No! I won't talk to you guys for now, okay? I'll go talk to Sister Shen!"

She now knows Lu Zhaoling's identity, but she still needs to ask for clarification. She can go and talk to Sister Shen.

"Stand back so that I can hear you talking..." Prince Jin gave her a cold look.

Miss Qiu felt so wronged that she wanted to cry.

Look, it’s coming again, that’s it, this is what the King of Jin looks like.

The person who was flirting with Lu Zhaoling just now was definitely not him!

She wanted to find out what had happened in the capital during this period of time that had caused Senior Brother Prince Jin to become like this!

"Sister Shen, let's go and talk in the carriage."

Qiu Yunzhen grabbed Shen Xiangjun's wrist and was about to pull her to the carriage outside, but as soon as she grabbed Shen Xiangjun's wrist, Shen Xiangjun cried out in pain, then her body went limp and fell to the ground.

"Sister Shen!"

Miss Qiu hurriedly supported her, but her body was still weak and she could not support Shen Xiangjun who had completely fainted, so they both fell to the ground.

Miss Qiu's ankle was pressed by her, with a cracking sound.

"what!"

Miss Qiu's screams startled everyone.

No, how could such a tragedy happen in just the blink of an eye?

Under the eyes of so many people...

"Miss!" Xiao Zhao was also shocked.

She herself was injured in the mountains, and was hungry and sleepy. She was a little tired from standing there just now, and couldn't react in time, so she didn't have time to help them.

But even if she reacted, she probably wouldn't be able to hold on given her previous injuries.

As for Qingyin and Qingbao, they retreated to Lu Zhaoling's side when they were all crying, so naturally there was no time to help them.

There were two yamen runners who were closer, but since this was a daughter of an official family, they, as men, did not dare to help her casually.

"My feet!" Miss Qiu screamed.

When Lu Zhaoling saw the angle at which her foot was twisted, she secretly cried out, "Her foot bone might be broken."

"It seems so." King Jin had not expected this to happen. "Help them up and see what's wrong with her."

Why did Shen Xiangjun suddenly faint?

Qingyin and Qingbao hurried over to help.

When Qing Bao met Shen Xiangjun, he exclaimed, "Miss Shen's body is so hot."

Lu Zhaoling couldn't just sit there and watch, so she walked over and said, "Let me take a look."

King Jin waved his hand and said, "Everyone get out."

Lord Chen led the yamen runners out of the bamboo shed and carried it over.

King Jin also turned around.

Lu Zhaoling checked Shen Xiangjun and found that she did have a high fever. However, because she looked disheveled, her face was dirty, and she had been talking, people overlooked that her face was a little red.

But the reason for this fever...

She pulled up Shen Xiangjun's sleeve because there was a tear on it.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that there was a bloody wound on Shen Xiangjun's arm. It looked like he had been scratched by some branch, and the edge of the wound was black.

"The thorn that scratched her is poisonous. She has a high fever caused by poisoning and inflammation," said Lu Zhaoling.

"You, you can treat? Please take a look at me, my foot hurts so much..." Miss Qiu broke out in a cold sweat.

She was still sitting on the ground, and Xiao Zhao couldn't help her stand up.

"Let me help Miss Qiu." Qingyin squatted down and checked her right ankle. As soon as she touched it lightly, Miss Qiu screamed again.

"The bones may be dislocated, but this servant doesn't know how to connect them," Qingyin said.

When she fell, her foot twisted and Shen Xiangjun happened to fall on her ankle, dislocating her bones.

This time, even Xiao Zhao looked at Shen Xiangjun with a complicated look.

how to say?

Miss Shen came to help find the young lady, but she failed to help. Instead, she broke the young lady's bones!

"Woo, woo, why am I so miserable!"

Miss Qiu subconsciously raised her fist and wanted to hit Shen Xiangjun, but she immediately came to her senses and realized that she was Sister Shen, and it was not intentional!

What can she do?

But she is so miserable!

Miss Qiu's crying made Prince Jin hold his forehead with his hand again.

"Chen Deshan!" he shouted.

"The subordinate is here."

"Don't wait until tomorrow. I'll give you the carriage. Take them back to the capital and find a doctor!"

It's really troublesome.

"Hey, Your Majesty, nothing will happen to Miss Shen, right?" Lord Chen was scared.

Shen Xiangjun was poisoned and had a high fever. What if she died on the way? What would he do? Was he going to give his life to Prime Minister Shen?

He doesn't dare.

He looked at Lu Zhaoling.

"Miss Lu, can you treat me?"

Lu Zhaoling shook her head. "I don't have any medicine. Even if I know a little bit of medical skills, how can I treat her in this desolate mountain? But I can treat her wound first and then reduce her temperature."

It would be really troublesome if Shen Xiangjun died in front of them.

"What about me?" Miss Qiu asked her crying.

"You have broken bones, and there's nothing I can do about it, but you shouldn't die. You can insist on returning to the capital." Lu Zhaoling said frankly.

Can't die...

Is that such a low bottom line? As long as she doesn't die, just ignore her?