Chapter 579

So what Meiji said, the more you eat, the more sick you get, is very strange.

"We have had someone look at this herb a long time ago, and there is no problem..." Princess Ning said in a deep voice, "So, the root cause of this matter still lies with the prince..."

"So you suspect it's the poison on my steel needle?" Yunbei suddenly realized: "That's why you want to steal the name of the emperor and let me come here..."

"Yeah, there's nothing we can do about it..." Princess Ning smiled resentfully: "Even the imperial city guards were almost lost in the hands of the thirteenth sister. Third sister, my younger sister won't help me either..."

"For sure you know me!" Yunbei smiled awe-inspiringly, "I am such a wicked person..."

If Concubine Ning dared to get rough with her, Bian Yi Ning would not have died from poisoning, she would have given him a ride by herself.

All the maids moved the screen to one side and helped Bian Yi Ning to sit up.

The moment he saw Bian Yining, Yun Bei's pupils shrank suddenly.

However, after not seeing each other for a few days, Bian Yi Ning has become so haggard.

The whole person has lost a lot of weight, is depressed, and looks ten years older.

Meng Po, who was beside her, also let out a clear low cry, she never expected that Bian Yi Ning would become like this.

Bian Yi Ning who reluctantly sat down smiled, the muscles on his smiling face twitching.

"You came?"

This greeting seems to be greeting Yunbei.

But both Yunbei and Meng Po knew in their hearts that this sound was a greeting to Meng Po.

Granny Meng's throat responded, and she agreed in an ambiguous manner.

"Why are you hurt like this?" Yun Bei frowned, watching his expression, wondering what happened.

Although Bian Yi Ning was wearing clothes, Yun Bei could imagine the miserable state of his body.

Because at this time he was sitting there in a strange posture, as if he was half-pushing his butt against the chair.

This should be because there are pustules on his back and buttocks.

On the back of Bian Yi Ning's hand, there was a faint yellow seepage from a broken wound.

"Isn't it a gift from Mrs. Thirteen?" Bian Yi Ning's voice was somewhat self-deprecating.

"Nonsense! Of course it's not me! I haven't had time to deal with you yet... With all these thoughts and troubles to trick you, I might as well slap you to death for peace of mind..."

Po Meng hesitated for a moment, but finally stepped forward silently and said with a blank expression.

"Put your hand out and let me see..."

Concubine Ning was about to step forward, but Mei Ji grabbed the corner of her clothes from behind and shook her head calmly.

She frowned suspiciously and asked silently, but Meiji shook her head again with a look of embarrassment on her face, signaling her not to say anything.

Meiji's attitude made Princess Ning even more suspicious, and she couldn't help but stare at Po Meng.

The moment she saw her back, her pupils trembled suddenly.

All her thoughts were focused on Yun Bei just now, so she didn't take a second look at this servant who was following her.

Now when she looked carefully, she suddenly realized that this figure from her back seemed familiar to her.

It's just that this acquaintance's master is a wronged soul who died long ago.

This thought made her shiver shiveringly, and subconsciously looked at Yunbei.

At this very moment, she saw the strange and jumping fire in Yunbei's eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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