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"It's normal for those two to do anything." An Xia coldly snorted. "But don't worry, I won't let them do as they wish."

"Do you really want to marry the Crown Prince?" Darknorth Xiao straightened his face. His face was even paler, and did not seem weak like An Xia, but was looking straight at An Xia.

He knew from the first moment he saw An Xia that this woman was not a good person.

An Xia raised his head to look at Beiming Xiao. With some unhappiness, he asked, "What do you mean?"

Even if this man was a prince, she wouldn't care about his identity and still didn't care about his face.

"Nothing." Beiming Xiao's face darkened, and his expression turned cold. However, he did not lose his temper and only glared at An Xia. "Your father has already let Second Miss try her luck. You'd better be prepared."

"What exactly is going on with Imperial Concubine Yan?" An Xia didn't need to guess to know that An Shucheng would do this. She didn't care and had already thought of a plan to deal with him. At this moment, she wanted to know who Imperial Concubine Yan was.

Beiming Xiao didn't immediately reply, but paused for a moment as he looked at An Xia. A fan appeared in his hand at some point, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing this, An Xia didn't disturb him and let him stand there to clear his mind. He had come to remind her yesterday, so she must have known about Imperial Concubine Yan.

After a long while, Beiming Xiao didn't say anything. An Xia couldn't help but feel anxious. She was very patient, this Beiming Xiao seemed to be even more patient than her.

Getting up from the bed, An Xia walked up to Beiming Xiao. As they got closer, An Xia could clearly see that Beiming Xiao's weakness was not an illness. If he guessed correctly, Beiming Xiao must have been poisoned.

For a prince to be poisoned without anyone treating him? Were all the imperial doctors in the palace just for a casual meal?

For a moment he was confused, but then he took a step forward: "Can I get your pulse?"

She wanted to verify her guess.

Beiming Xiao was also sizing up An Xia. When he heard her say this, he was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't ask her to give him a meridian. Furthermore, she was asking about Imperial Consort Yan, and unexpectedly said she wanted a meridian. This change was too sudden.

After a pause, he straightened his expression and asked, "What did Miss An see?"

Beiming Xiao didn't really believe it. There were so many imperial physicians in the palace, and so many people with outstanding medical skills. However, no one was able to determine what it was with a single glance, and even Number One wouldn't necessarily know the specific condition of his body.

However, An Xia was different. Not only did she know medicine, she also played with poison. Her biggest hobby was to concoct all kinds of poisons and antidotes.

"You won't know until your account passes the meridians." It could be said that An Xia was a person who became addicted to medicine. She obviously didn't want to miss the sight of a patient in front of her, especially since this patient would be very challenging.

After a moment of hesitation, Beiming Xiao sat down at the table while An Xia walked up with a serious expression on his face.

From beginning to end, An Xia's expression didn't change at all. Beiming Xiao couldn't figure it out and couldn't care less as he stared straight at her.

After withdrawing her hand, An Xia raised her brows and said, "Someone is healing your body."

"How is it?" Beiming Xiao was also very calm, but the light in his eyes betrayed him. He seemed to be very nervous about this matter. It wasn't about his body, but this person, this imperial physician who was treating him!

Shaking her head, An Xia narrowed her eyes and said, "I think that if you use his recipe, you might not even survive the crown prince's ascension."

These words were a bit too presumptuous. After all, the crown prince knew that the old emperor had passed away the moment he ascended the throne. If these words were to spread within the palace, even An Xia wouldn't be able to chop off a few heads.

Beiming Xiao clenched his fists tightly as a cold light flashed in his eyes. He looked at An Xia and said, "You don't want to live anymore."

"I'll tell you the truth." An Xia didn't care at all. "Aren't you still suspicious?" Otherwise, do you need me to give you your pulse? "

She was only wearing a white undergarment, her face was calm, her features were elegant, and her temperament was delicate and pretty. Looking at An Xia like this, Beiming Xiao's anger was slightly eased, and he was indeed suspicious of the doctor who treated him, otherwise, he wouldn't have asked for cooperation after seeing An Xia at the cemetery in the middle of the night.

If this were to happen, not only would he be involved in matters of the Residence of Peace, he would also be involved in the battle between the princes.

After all, An Xia was the future Crown Prince's consort, and as long as her skills were strong enough, without any accidents, she would be able to successfully marry into the Eastern Palace.

"Do you have a way?" Beiming Xiao's expression darkened. His pale face had a tinge of green, which added to it a hint of coldness. No one dared to get close to him.

An Xia also frowned slightly. After interacting with Beiming Xiao a few times, he understood that his identity was not ordinary. At this moment, he felt the pressure from the high person and the majesty from the royal family.

"I'm not the savior." An Xia shrugged his shoulders and smiled as he looked out the window.

"Don't worry, This King's secret guard is outside. If anyone comes, he will notify This King in advance." Beiming Xiao's voice was even lower, carrying a chill, and his expression was even gloomier. It was obvious that he was suppressing his anger. Since he was born in the Imperial Family, no one would dare to treat him like An Xia.

However, everything he had now was just a facade, and he just found out.

If even a physician from the Imperial Palace dared to touch his prescription, then there must be someone backing him up. Then, in the palace, other than the emperor, there would be only the empress and the crown prince …

He didn't dare to continue thinking about it. After calming himself down, he looked at An Xia and said, "Speak, what conditions do you have?"