679. Love is a word
After some tossing, Xia Liyuan's body barely stabilized, Du Yizhen and Doctor Xi who returned to the dynasty were arrested at the same time, and the two old doctors trembled and studied for a long time, shaking their heads in unison.
"How's it going?" Wen Ran said in a deep voice.
"This flower of good and evil...... It is a fierce thing, just like human emotions, itself is already in a balance, but the flower of good and evil makes people moody, and even splits another personality, so it must not be stimulated on weekdays. Dr. Xi sighed.
And Du Yizhen, who has always been Xia Liyuan's royal doctor in Yunxi Tower, also nodded.
"Since the princess came back a year ago, the prince's condition has begun to deteriorate even more...... The resentment and affection in the heart aggravate the appearance of evil thoughts, and if they are eventually split into another personality...... It will devour the existence of the master's personality, and make it a monster that only knows blood and killing! ”
Wen Ranran gasped.
She knew that Xia Liyuan had the existence of good and evil flowers on his body, but she didn't expect it to be so serious.
On the side, Xia Lishuang was also rarely silent.
"The prince's love catastrophe fell on the princess, the princess was born, he was born, if the princess was ......" Doctor Xi didn't finish speaking, but sighed again and again.
Wen Ranran lowered her eyes, unable to say anything else, so she had to say: "Is there a solution to this medicine?" ”
"Yes, according to legend, the Soul Melting Grass that grows in the extreme northwest land, but like the evening primrose, no one has ever seen its existence."
No wonder......
Wen Ranran bit her lip, "Let's give him medicine first...... Take good care of him, I'll go find Cheng Fenglou! ”
The two old doctors naturally responded.
Coming out of Qingyun Palace, there was silence between Wen Ranran and Xia Lishuang.
"Xianggong ......" Wen Ranran was the first to speak, and her tone was difficult.
Xia Lishuang took a deep breath and patted Wen Ranran's shoulder, "I understand!" ”
Wen Ranran raised her head and looked at Xia Lishuang in a daze, she didn't say anything, but this person gave her a reassuring answer.
A word "understand" is worth a thousand words.
"Xianggong...... I have saved his life, and he has saved me several times, but we really have nothing to ...... I was just...... Just feel like he's important to me! Wen Ranran didn't want Xia Lishuang to think about it too much, and muttered.
Xia Lishuang looked at Wen Ranran's overwhelmed expression and tapped her head.
"Say what? You are my wife, how can I not understand, rest assured, as long as it does not involve the struggle for power, I know it in my heart! ”
Wen Ranran was a little relieved, "Thank you, Lord Fujun!" ”
The two came to the Criminal Department together, and the prison of the Criminal Department was still gloomy.
The two stood at the door and saw Qin Zhuo.
Qin Zhuo looked depressed in prison, and he didn't seem to have suffered much, but his spirit was very bad.
Seeing Wen Ranran and Xia Lishuang, as if seeing a life-saving straw, rushed up.
"Wang ...... Rajah! ”
Xia Lishuang turned around and motioned to the jailer to open the prison door, and did not dislike the dirt here, and stepped in directly.
"Lord Wang!" Qin Zhuo took the lead in reddening his eyes, looking at Xia Lishuang, he couldn't say anything.
Young and frivolous, freshly dressed and angry, he should have been the best age, but he was imprisoned because of this ridiculous thing, obviously, this was a big blow to Qin Zhuo.
"General Qin Xiao has suffered!" Xia Lishuang personally helped Qin Zhuo up, looking at the other party, his eyes full of guilt.
At that time, the war in the southwest was tight, and Qin Zhuo was ordered to escort him, and no one knew that something like that would happen on the way.
The other party left Qin Zhuo's mouth, and it was clear that he was arguing with the court and Xia Lishuang, but he was involved with the innocent Qin Zhuo.
Qin Zhuo just shook his head desperately, unable to say a word.
"No...... It's the last general who is sorry for the entrustment of His Majesty and the prince! It's the last to damn it! ”