Ye Qianning took out the silver needles and gave him acupuncture. His appearance was not caused by the breath of internal force. The silver needles blocked the acupuncture points, and Sang Zhi's breath gradually recovered.

Putting down the silver needle, she raised her hand to grasp Sangzhi's pulse, which was very weak.

And it seems to be caused by taking some kind of medicine.

"Du Yi, fetch a bottle."

Ye Qianning picked up Sang Zhi's hand and wanted to break his palm, but unexpectedly his grip was very tight, and she used some internal force to break his palm away.

A touch of red fell into her eyes, red headband?

Ye Qianning looked more and more familiar, picked it up for a closer look, and looked at Sang Zhi's pale face, but he kept it?

When she fought with Sang Rui in the Beili Palace, she tore off the hair rope, and then Sang stopped giving it to her, and she joked that she would send him off. She came out of the palace with disheveled hair that day, which worried everyone.

"Miss."

Du Yi fetched the porcelain bottle.

Ye Qianning withdrew his mind, put the headband in his sleeve, picked up Sang Zhi's finger, pierced his fingertip with a silver needle, and bright red blood dripped into the porcelain bottle.

Take a blood sample, take out the elixir from the space and put it in his mouth.

Seeing Sang Zhi's brows tightened, Ye Qianning got up and took out the tranquilizing incense from the drawer and lit it.

A faint fragrance permeates the room.

"How is it?" Dachun asked.

Ye Qianning raised his hand and hissed, signaling to go out first.

Several people walked out the door and came to another room.

"Sang Zhi's breathing is unstable. His internal energy is too strong. If there is a slight fluctuation, he will feel excruciating pain. I will seal his acupuncture points for now, and he will recover after a few days of cultivation." Ye Qianning said.

"That's good." Dachun heaved a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Dachun, why are you with him?"

"Two days ago, I found the Eighth Prince in front of a stream of water. At that time, the Eighth Prince was frighteningly covered in ice. I thought..." Dachun was terrified at the time.

He thought the Eighth Prince was cold.

"Is there any abnormality found around?"

Dachun thought for a while and shook his head: "Not really."

Ye Qianning lowered her eyes.

There are dozens of hidden guards around Sang Zhi, including four high-level royal hidden guards. They didn't find Sang Zhi, so they must have been stopped by someone.

And he found that there was an imperceptible needle hole in Sang Zhi's arm.

Sang Zhi's forced behavior should be the result of the violent internal force all over his body.

"Boom boom."

There was a knock on the door.

Du opened the door.

Zhan Chi rushed in: "Dachun, why did you come to Dayu City?"

"Young master, something happened in the capital, and the master was afraid it would be unsafe to write a letter, so he asked me to come in person." Dachun said.

"Did it come from the capital that I would take the little girl back to the capital?"

Dachun was confused: "No."

"No? What's the matter with the imperial edict that the royal hermit guard just sent today?"

Dachun was even more confused: "The emperor received a letter from Mrs. Li a few days ago, and he did know that Miss Xiang was still alive. On that day, the emperor summoned the master, and Prime Minister Gao made a hindrance, slandering the family and deceiving the emperor. The emperor tried again and again. I just want the master to bring Miss Ye back to the capital with the reputation of beheading the family. The master does not want Miss Xiang to return to the capital because he is afraid that the emperor will find another excuse, so he asked me to come to Dayu City. The master repeatedly urged Miss Xiang not to return to the capital. "

Zhan Chi's face was gloomy, and he gritted his molars: "No wonder he passed on the word to me."

I suspected that there was something wrong with the emperor, but now I am more certain.

Ye Qianning sneered, he was really double-faced, so he wanted her to go to Beili, how could she dampen his expectations.