Although he didn't slap someone in the face, Qiankunjiu only had the face to resist the beating. Although this move was rough, it worked really well. The person on the bed was beaten up. He coughed lightly and hard, opened his eyes, and his eyes finally returned to a little focal length. He smiled at Yanxun with difficulty, "You kid, take action... it's so cruel..."

Yan Xun saw that he had consciousness, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He gently helped him up and put him straight, but he didn't even want to joke at all. He reminded with a solemn expression: "Listen, it will take at least three hours from now on to being able to take the antidote. During this period, you must hold it back. If you really can't help it, just think about Tianji, think about your father, your father, mother and Shen Ying. Even if you feel so painful, you have to keep your eyes open!"

Qiankunjiu took a few breaths of difficulty, her voice was almost unheard, and she still couldn't help but smile, "Don't worry, what I don't lack in this life is... blood! Don't say that now, even if I attacked from outside, I... still carry a gun and get on the horse! Cough..." As if I was anxious, Qiankunjiu couldn't help coughing twice, causing deeper folds between her eyebrows.

"Hard." Yan Xun rebuked, "Hold on!" After Yan's fingers quickly wandered around several large holes on his back. At first, Qiankunjiu groaned, but later he could only see that his body was convulsing due to pain, and the veins on his neck burst out. Even so, he still stared at his eyes tightly, gritting his teeth and making no sound.

After a circle of acupuncture points were clicked, Qiankun wine was already wet as if it was fished out in water, with tooth marks on his lips mixed with blood, and Yan Xun's fingers were also trembling slightly.

At this moment, no one dared to be careless. Yan Xun kept staring at Qiankunjiu and waved his hand without looking back. The train behind finally reacted and stepped forward to gently put Qiankunjiu down with him.?

The train saw that his eyes had lost their focus, and he just followed Yan Xun's words and tried to stop, stubbornly refusing to close his eyes.

The train stretched out his palm and shook it in front of him, and Qiankunjiu did not react at all.

"This, this..." The train was so anxious that it almost rolled up his tongue. Yan Xun ignored him and stared at Qiankunjiu without blinking, waiting quietly for his reaction.

The big acupoint he just pointed for him could temporarily suppress the spread of toxicity and relieve his pain. After the breath in Qiankun wine ran for a while, he heard a breath in his throat and finally react.

"Uncle Fengli, I'm not dead yet. I'm fine, why are you feeling disappointed?" Qiankunjiu pulled a weak smile from the corner of his lips. The following sentence was said to Yan Xun.

The train suddenly felt relieved, as if he had come back from the Hall of Yama. He almost cried with joy and laughed silly, "Young Master Yan has a way!"

Yan Xun had no smile on his face for the first time, as if he hadn't heard it, and he still reminded Qiankunjiu: "My method can only be relieved temporarily, and I will rely on you more in the future."

Qiankunjiu showed a hint of disgust on her face, "Don't drag my head, it's like a separation from his mother's life and death. You'll be fine if you are a handsome big girl."

At this time, Yan Xun was still stubborn, and he was so angry that he heard this, "I should have taken the opportunity to pull your head off just now and kick it as a ball!" He said this, and his movements in his hands were extremely light, and he gently placed Qiankunjiu's head on the pillow.

At that time, someone suddenly came to report that doctors from all walks of life were here and were waiting outside.

"Okay, I'm saving someone's life and sending the Buddha to the west." Yan Xun raised his butt and walked out, and was halfway through the rise and was grabbed by Qiankunjiu.

"Uncle Banjie was just crazy and spoke without saying anything. Qiankun knew your character, and he apologized to you on his behalf. He hoped that you would not take it to heart." He looked at him with apology on his face.

He heard the freight train's urgent words. From Yan Xun's perspective, it was false to say that he was not angry. Qiankunjiu was both guilty and ashamed, and she just hoped that he would not be so cold that he was so cold.

Yan Xun was impatient and snorted coldly, "You don't need to say this, they are all big and big people..." He suddenly stopped after he said halfway.

They are all big-name people. If they don’t even apologize for something wrong, they will live so old. But now it’s not the time to say this, he shut up and didn’t go out.

At this time, the train on the side was full of regretting his actions. After all, he just didn't trust him from the bottom of his heart. He looked at him and didn't want to look at him. He gritted his teeth and followed him and grabbed him, apologized with a smile: "Young Master Yan, a martial artist in the train, he spoke heavily, and he was running a train in his mouth. I apologized to you here. From now on... in the future..." He didn't know how to express it, but he was struggling for a long time, and slapped his palm, "I believe whatever you say in the future!"

Yan Xun was not a petty person, but was suspected again and again, so he was naturally angry. Fortunately, although the train was in a high position and had no brains, he was considered open-minded. Yan Xun showed a dark smile at Qiankunjiu, and deliberately used a voice that the train could hear: "I'm so angry in my heart. Maybe I could only dissolve it when I saw this old guy wearing the big girl's clothes."

The tiger's body in the train shook and immediately turned red. After Yan Xun said that, he laughed out loud before Qiankunjiu's face became as stiff as his back.

The doctor outside looked at the pill in his hand with different expressions.

"I'm sorry, everyone." Yan Xun solemnly put the medicine in his hand into the middle of the table and saluted everyone present.

The servant stepped forward and used a file to crush the pills into thin slices for the doctors to test the medicine. Ye Yingxiang refused to tell them the prescription. It would take at least half a month from the time of Tianji to the delivery of the medicine. Qiankun Wine could not wait for that time, and the only way was to ask the doctor to try the prescription bit by bit.

These doctors are all famous doctors in Tianji. They are superb medical skills and are bold. They are calculating and try them with pieces of medicine as thin as cicada wings. The servants from the General's Mansion come in and out, and almost all the herbs that can be named are brought to their homes for them to try again and again.

Five hours passed, when Yan Xun entered the inner room with the pill, the poison of Qiankun wine had occurred twice. At this time, his face was as good as gold paper, and it was obviously at the end of his strength.

After feeding the medicine, another hour later, blood finally appeared on his face, and he slowly moved to regulate his breathing. The warm current in his abdomen penetrated into his limbs and bones, and his body was like a dead grass in the desert. After a long drought, he finally came alive.

Although the same pills cannot be prepared, the prescriptions developed by the doctors worked together have also achieved results after many attempts.

Qiankun wine slowly supported himself, but the remaining poison had not yet disappeared, and his back still had a clear sense of stiffness.

"Your Highness, why are you getting up at this time?" The train went forward to support him, and was about to persuade him, Qiankunjiu raised his hand to stop his words from behind.

"It's OK at other times, but I can't be absent this time." Qiankun said.

The train is in a dilemma, "But your body..."

"It's okay." Qiankunjiu stood up without saying a word, automatically ignored the two worried gazes on the side, and ordered the servant who was waiting behind him, "Change."

The train knew his temperament and sighed and retreated outside. After a while, a gray-clothed servant came out and bowed to the train in a proper manner: "Please move with the general."

The train stared at the servant and looked left and right. The person came with a thin body and a slightly hunched back. He had a low eyebrows and a round chin, a dark skin, a simple and honest face, and only a pair of clear eyes occasionally showed his natural nobleness. He deliberately hid it and disappeared all of them.

"District... Your Highness?" The train shouted tentatively. He remembered that there was no such person in the mansion, but the contrast between this person from appearance to temperament was too great with Qiankun Wine.

"General, the servant is Che Chi." The servant bowed and a treacherous smile flashed in his eyes.

The words "Helian" are taken half each, and the other way around is written as "Che Chi".

The train didn't dare to treat him as a gusto, so he quickly avoided him and asked in a low voice: "Your figure..."

Qiankunjiu grinned, "I just learned to shrink my bones for a few days when I was in the world. My back was still stiff and I couldn't shrink all of it. I can't see any flaws, right?"

The train had never heard of the bone shrinkage technique, but now I saw it with my own eyes. I was surprised and couldn't help but worry. I heard that the bone shrinkage function had damaged the bone tendons and veins over time. His third prince shrank from a seven-foot man to five feet. He thought about it and felt a headache for bones, let alone he was still sick.

Qiankunjiu seemed to see his hesitation, "I know what I know, let's go, don't be too late." After that, he pushed the door first. The moment the sun shone, he put away his high-spirited aura, lowered his eyebrows and turned into a humble servant in the dust.

Since last time he said he wanted to meet his father, the train train thought hard and finally decided to have a close talk with the eldest prince Helianlang and pretend to support him.

As the guard general of Tianji, the train was deeply trusted by the old emperor and was even more prestige in the Tianji army. He had the war horses of Tianji Taihalian generals. If he could get his support, even if he rebelled openly, it would be difficult for anyone to compete with him.

This was a huge piece of fat. Helianlang was not excited and carried away when he heard the news. Although he was not as good as before, his mind was extremely clear. Inside and outside the palace, Helianyue was the hot candidate for the emperor. Anyway, it was already here, so the train simply added another handful of firewood and presented the military talismans that ordered the 100,000 troops southwest of Tianji with both hands.

When he saw the excitement and surprise that suppressed Helianlang's eyes, Banjie knew that he had finally won his trust.

At this point, Helianlang, who had almost no threat, regrouped and quickly competed with Helianyue again.

Another month later, the second prince sent someone to interrogate and said that he had something to discuss with the train.

"Kun doesn't understand something, please help the general." The two walked out, and Qiankun looked obedient in his eyes and asked in a low voice. From a distance, he looked like a servant talking to the Lord respectfully.

"Is the 100,000 Southwest military talisman true or false?"

He never asked about this question, nor did the train take the initiative to talk about it. To this day, Qiankunjiu can't help it.

"Of course it's true." The train.

"Then..." Qiankunjiu felt a slap in his heart. Since ancient times, the army's symbols and orders for military enlistment have not been a small number.

The two had already walked outside the mansion, and their entourage had already prepared two tall horses. The train smiled at the sky with a full of energy. The faces were covered with the wind and frost that had been passed down for a long time on the battlefield, but the calm and dignified in his eyes, turned his head and whispered in a low voice, but said with great confidence: "The prestige of this general is more true than that cold military talisman!"

Yan Xun knew that he could not stop Qiankunjiu. The one lying in the palace was someone else's father. Why did he stop his son from visiting his father? To be fair, if he knew where his parents were at this moment, let alone Yu Duweiqing, even if he only breathed a sigh of relief, he would have to try his best to meet him.

After the two left, Yan Xun went to the room alone, took out the letter from Li Qianfan and continued reading.

"Look for the ironware transactions in the vassal state of Tianji, I hope to reply quickly." Very good, there are 15 words in total. I am really a brother. I don't ask him if he is good or not, nor do I tell them about their recent situation. I ask myself to work for him when I come up. A bad guy! He has no conscience! Shameless!

Yan Xun threw the letter into the brazier and lit it. A trace of doubt flashed across his face. Why did he suddenly ask him to check the transactions of the Iron Cavalry in other places? Could it be...

He walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, and a slight ray suddenly passed through his heart.

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7 o'clock in the evening ~

The next chapter preview: Are you lying? Are you stupid or am I stupid? Are you blind or I am blind? Qiankun murmured, and he had to pretend to be scared and lost. He threw the gifts in his hand, tremblingly leaned back, and sat on the ground, without forgetting to make two grunts as expected.
Chapter completed!