After being read by the tyrant, the character of the little cannon fodder completely collapsed

Chapter 83 Death Reincarnation
Ling Xi's eyes were instantly filled with tears, and her heart felt like it had been stabbed by thousands of needles. The pain was so painful that it was hard to breathe, and she fell into a chair.

The fairy grass patted her shoulder gently: "Girl, life and death are determined by fate. The fate of each of us is determined in the dark. It cannot be snatched or fought over. Even if you escape death this time, There will also be a next time... Fate comes to an end, and none of us can escape it, we will eventually die."

Ling Xi's heart and mind were filled with Chen Qianzhe's poison, and she had no intention of listening to what he said.

She asked eagerly: "Isn't there any way to detoxify? You are a miracle doctor. You should know some folk remedies and secret treasures. Is there any that can save him?"

Luoxiancao looked at her with no deep meaning in his eyes.

Suddenly, he sighed: "Why don't you understand? Sometimes, it's his fate to die. If you don't want him to die, you have to pay the price!"

"The price? Save him... Why should I pay the price? What price?"

"If it is destined that you and her can only live together... would you choose him to die, or you to die?"

"..."

Ling Xi was stunned.

She thought about it for a long time but still didn't understand the logic of this.

"Miracle doctor? What do you mean? Do I need to use my life to detoxify the Thousand Machine Vine's poison?"

[The tyrant’s poisoning, what does it have to do with me? ! 】

[Is it necessary... as written in the TV series, that men and women... hum, hum, hum to detoxify? 】

[But aren’t those all indescribable medicines? 】

【…】

"cough cough"

Luoxiancao coughed suddenly, the tips of her ears were slightly red, and pointed to the medicine in Ling Xi's hand.

"It's not as complicated as you think. Taking this medicine will cure his poison! That... Qian Shizhong, I still owe you the last two lives! Let's go!"

Before Ling Xi could speak, he jumped up and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only an afterimage in front of Ling Xi's eyes.

"So fast……"

This speed feels like flying bullets.

She shook her head, always feeling that this guy's words were full of meaning, as if he was in a Zen mood.

Damn!

Forget it!

Let’s detoxify the tyrant first.

"Qian Shizhong, are you done?"

"It's here!"

Qian Shizhong had dug three pits and planted all three people in them, leaving only one head outside.

Seeing Ling Xi coming over, she begged for mercy: "Miss Ling, we are doing this to save our lives. We cannot offend the Queen Mother, and we dare not offend the Regent. There is nothing we can do about it..."

"So, you can poison His Majesty?"

"This one……"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Ling Xi looked at them condescendingly and sneered: "As for whether you are dead or alive, when His Majesty wakes up, the result will be given to you naturally! Of course, the premise is that you do it before His Majesty wakes up. , still alive!”

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Suiyang Palace.

Eunuch An handed the burned ashes to Ling Xi and looked nervously at the pale tyrant on the bed.

"Girl, can this medicine... really save Your Majesty?"

"If the Immortal Grass says it can be saved, it can definitely be saved!" Ling Xi said this to comfort Eunuch An, but it was more like comforting herself.

The two of them picked up Chen Qianzhe, carefully fed the medicine, and sat silently waiting for the results. "Miss Ling, let's have something to eat and take a rest." Eunuch An brought a bowl of hot porridge, "I heard from Qian Shizhong that you haven't eaten much all day."

"Thank you, I'm not hungry." Ling Xi really had no appetite.

After thinking about it, she asked tentatively: "Aweng, your Majesty's health...hasn't he always been in bad condition?"

Eunuch An's eyes trembled, and there was something strange about him: "Why does the girl ask that?"

"Nothing, I just asked out of curiosity. I heard from Luoxiancao about His Majesty's medical records... Your Majesty has always been sick these years."

Ling Xi didn't directly talk about Chen Qianzhe's poisoning because she didn't know how much Eunuch An knew.

"According to the records in the medical records, His Majesty gets sick almost every month, but he is in the prime of his life..."

The tyrant was a young man, wearing bright clothes and angry horses, but the symptoms on the medical record recorded his physical condition bit by bit.

Eunuch An lowered his head and smiled bitterly, with red eyes: "Miss Ling, if it weren't for you, I definitely wouldn't have said anything... Your Majesty, it's really not easy for you to live till now."

"Is it the Queen Mother?"

Eunuch An nodded: "He has been fed poison since he was a child. He has been detoxifying these years, but with little effect. Your Majesty... Before I met the girl, I was the only one who could speak. The stagnation in my heart... Your Majesty is really... bitter."

Ling Xi looked at Chen Qianzhe.

[It turns out that after being reborn, you still couldn’t escape those poisons! 】

[The Queen Mother was really afraid that you would grow up, so she fed you poison when you were so young! 】

[If you knew that you were poisoned into your bones and would definitely die, would you still work so hard to survive? 】

[Should I tell you the truth so that you can spend the next days in peace? 】

[But if you stop fighting, will I die too? 】

[In this case, do I still have to tell you? 】

【…】

In the plot line, her life and death are tied to the tyrant.

She didn't know if Chen Qianzhe died, would she also be forced offline.

However, is it cruel to allow the tyrant to struggle for survival despite knowing that his time is short?

In the short period of time, quietly enjoying the years and waiting for death may be the most correct choice.

Eunuch An followed her gaze and hesitated for a long time before finally making up his mind and asking in a low voice.

"Girl, tell me... what is the name of the person who saved His Majesty?"

"Luo Xiancao, didn't Qian Shizhong tell you?"

"But...are you sure it's the fairy grass?"

"How do I know? I've never met him," Ling Xi thought Eunuch An's question was strange: "But Qian Shizhong knows him, and he said yes, so it should be right?"

"Then, old slave, let me ask one more question, what does this fairy grass... look like?"

"What does he look like?" Ling Xi thought carefully for a while and found that something was wrong: "Hey, yes, what does he look like?"

Strangely, there was no memory of Luoxiancao's face in her mind now.

"I just remember that he was wearing a bamboo hat. He was in his 40s, dark and thin, with an unshaven beard. He looked very haggard..."

"Like a farmer, not a doctor!" Eunuch An suddenly took over.

"Yes, that's it," Ling Xi felt something was wrong: "Aweng, do you know Fallen Immortal Grass?"

Eunuch An nodded: "Did the girl ever hear your Majesty tell you about your Majesty's serious illness when he was five years old?"

"...You said you were sick, why do you ask?"

(End of this chapter)