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Chapter 1802: 884 Detoxification (Second Update)_2

Gu Changqing doesn’t count, his Purple Herb poison expired, and he could only recover through psychological suggestion; to this day, he firmly believes he’s beco a dead soldier.

Gu Jiao marveled, “Even old wounds are being repaired…”

This ans that once Xuanyuan Qi recovers, he will no longer have to suffer from internal injuries.

He will beco like a normal person, maybe even stronger than a normal person.

He truly got a new lease on life.

Gu Jiao was happy for Xuanyuan Qi.

Seeing that this bottle of dicine was contributed by Ye Qing, Gu Jiao decided to take it easy on him when throwing him in a sack for a beating.

Dawn was breaking, and Mr. Hu, upon seeing his master return, was moved to tears, and hurried to offer his concerns, then went to the Kitchen to fetch breakfast.

Gu Jiao, Xuanping Marquis, and Ye Qing all went to the commander’s barracks.

Gu Jiao had been away for several days, and Mr. Hu had been carefully cleaning, keeping it very tidy.

The three sat around the small table, placing cushions on the floor to sit.

Breakfast was millet porridge and Stead Bun.

The three finished quickly.

Then Xuanping Marquis spoke about Shangguan Qing’s illness: “…I heard, he doesn’t have much ti left.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Ye Qing on the side, “This is what people from the National Master Hall said.”

Ye Qing already knew about Shangguan Qing coming to Ghost Mountain and vaguely guessed at the relationship between this Princess-backed General Xiao and the Crown Prince, primarily because of the resemblance to the Crown Prince.

Of course, not to ntion the unintentional glances the Princess cast at him.

He hesitated for a mont and sighed, “Indeed, it’s what my Teacher said. The poison in Your Highness Changsun has been suppressed for twenty years, which is the limit, no more possible.”

Now it’s already October, and only two months are left until the twenty-year period ends.

Xuanping Marquis asked, “Is it exactly on his birthday?”

Ye Qing shook his head, “Not really, there’s so error… it would only be sooner, not later.”

The last sentence froze Xuanping Marquis to the bone.

Still clinging to a glimr of hope, Xuanping Marquis said, “But he looks no different from a normal person…” Not like soone close to dying from poisoning.

Ye Qing sighed, “It’s the elixir made by my master that has been suppressing his toxicity. He won’t suffer much when he passes.”

This ti, it’s the truth; the Crown Prince’s poison is indeed beyond salvation.

Xuanping Marquis’s gaze fell on Gu Jiao’s face, “Do you have a way?”

Gu Jiao said, “I am not good at detoxification. I sent a ssage via flying pigeon back to Shengdu, and Master Nan should have a reply soon.”

Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrives.

A Black Wind Camp spy brought in a carrier pigeon from Quyang City, “Commander, there’s a ssage from Shengdu!”

“Bring it in,” Gu Jiao said.

The spy presented the pigeon, and Gu Jiao took the note tied to the pigeon’s leg and handed the pigeon back to the spy.

After reading the note, Gu Jiao lowered her eyes, “Master Nan said she can’t cure this kind of poison.”

Ye Qing asked, “The Master Nan you ntioned is from the Tang Sect?”

Gu Jiao replied, “Exactly.”

Ye Qing sighed, “Then it really can’t be cured; my master personally went to the Tang Sect to seek a cure but returned empty-handed.”

If even the Tang Sect can’t cure it, then it’s essentially hopeless.

Gu Jiao frowned, “Could it be… there’s really no way?”

Gu Jiao looked at the large pile of bottles and jars on the table, with one bottle just taken out from the first kit, prepared for Xuanyuan Qi as Anti-inflammatory Drugs.

A sudden inspiration flashed in her mind, “Purple Herb!”

Ye Qing was taken aback.

Gu Jiao thoughtfully said, “Purple Herb poison is the most potent poison in the world; consuming it, there’s an eight or nine out of ten chance of dying from it. But if one survives, all ailnts can be cured without dication.”

Ye Qing’s expression was serious, “But… until now… no weak person has survived it.”

Take, for instance, Fifth Master Han, whose physique wasn’t weak to begin with as a martial artist.

Not to ntion Xuanyuan Qi.

They have exceptionally strong physiques, which resulted in a higher than average survival rate.

The Crown Prince can’t do it.

Gu Jiao said, “How do you know it won’t work if you don’t try? If by that day, no antidote is found, then the Purple Herb poison is the only hope.”

“I agree,” said Xuanping Marquis.

“You…” Ye Qing was at a loss for words. The Purple Herb poison is too powerful, not sothing anyone could easily withstand.

Moreover—

“We don’t have any more Purple Herb poison left.”

The last bottle of Purple Herb poison, he had decided to give it to Xuanyuan Qi on his own.

Gu Jiao stood up, “The Han Family has a Purple Herb garden! Mr. Hu! Send soone to the prison to bring Third Master Han!”

Among the Han Family, it was Third Master Han, the wastrel, who was the most cowardly.

The Han Family was already imprisoned in Quyang City’s jail, and Mr. Hu moved quickly, pulling over Third Master Han in no ti.

Third Master Han was indeed easy to scare; before Gu Jiao could begin the torture, he confessed everything.

“Purple Herb… Purple Herb… is it that kind… which is odorless but will kill you if eaten…”

He knelt on the ground, trembling with fear.

Xuanping Marquis’s gaze was icy, and Gu Jiao exuded a murderous aura that left him stamring even in his breathing.

Ye Qing took paper and brush and drew a Purple Herb, which Third Master Han, quite stupidly, didn’t recognize from the outline alone.

Ye Qing then added color, and only then did Third Master Han have a sudden realization, “I’ve seen it! I’ve seen it!”

He said in a trembling voice, “Our Han Family discovered a field of Purple Herb in Niuxian… enclosed it and built a Manor around it… But, but, but… the Manor is gone… the Purple Herb inside… might… might also be gone…”

Ye Qing’s face changed, “What did you say?”

Third Master Han choked up, “The Manor was burned… just as we were about to lose… my elder brother said… said he didn’t want the Black Cavalry to fall into your hands… so he sent people to the Manor to destroy the Purple Herb garden!”

Third Master Han’s words were no less than a thunderbolt to everyone.

Nobody expected that just when they caught a glimr of hope to save Shangguan Qing, the Han Family would destroy all their hope with their own hands.

Xuanping Marquis’s face was frighteningly cold.

His fury was almost tangible, filling the entire barracks with his killing intent.

Third Master Han was directly scared unconscious by that terrible killing intent.

Xuanping Marquis rarely lost his temper, but now, he crushed the cup in his hand, pieces of shattered porcelain cutting his palm.

He couldn’t tell whether his hand hurt more or his heart.

The son he reunited with after twenty years had only two months to live.

Chang Jing didn’t know what happened in the barracks; he had just co from Pu City.

He had beaten Zhu Zhangkuang until he cried for his father and mother and swore never to reveal his identity.

The girls at Ruanxiang Pavilion said that a man’s words are deceitful.

He wasn’t fooled easily; he fed Zhu Zhangkuang a poison, threatening that any betrayal would result in his death by poisoning.

Zhu Zhangkuang was truly subdued.

The little disguise was safe, and he wouldn’t be taken back to the Shadow Island.

Chang Jing was happy!

But after entering, he found that everyone else was not happy.

If you don’t understand, ask.

He asked, “What’s wrong with you all?”

Xuanping Marquis was too angry to speak, and Gu Jiao didn’t say a word either.

The kind and patient Ye Qing, the chief disciple of the National Master Hall, helplessly spoke up, “We are looking for a kind of Purple Herb, but alas, it can no longer be found.”

“What Purple Herb?” Chang Jing’s gaze fell on Ye Qing’s drawing, “This one? Isn’t this kind of Purple Herb everywhere?”

Ye Qing choked, “Everywhere?”

Chang Jing said, “We have many at our Back Mountain, full of the slopes.”

Everyone instantly looked at him!

Even though Chang Jing had already resolved the small disguise crisis, an inexplicable sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in his heart—

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