Transmigrating the Book: Concubine Side She wants to change the script

Chapter 134 Such a shallow wound is not her style

When Lin Yuyan saw the blood on the dagger, she understood Feng Nianshan's intentions.

This method is really old-fashioned.

Seeing Feng Nianshan hugging Mu Yanqing and begging for help in a panic, Lin Yuyan lowered her head and pinched her chin with her hands, leaving a deep bruise.

Her stomach ached so badly that she couldn't stand up. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and looked up at the two people.

Feng Nianshan's arm was stained with blood, which was stained on her sleeve.

She leaned against Mu Yanqing weakly, and then Mu Yanqing stretched out his hand...to push her away.

His face was expressionless, even a little indifferent.

Feng Nianshan's face was a little stiff, she looked at Shizi uneasily, tears rolled down her white skin, I felt pity.

Fearing that the son would not see the blood on her hand, Feng Nianshan sobbed, and she raised her arm: "Master, the blood on my hand... woo woo."

Mu Yanqing held her wrist, and pulled up the sleeves with his bony long fingers.

Feng Nianshan's heart was beating faster, and she looked at the man in front of her expectantly.

The son still cares about her, right?

Lin Yuyan smiled sarcastically, the pain in her stomach hurt her nerves, and there was a little more pain on her face.

Hehe, it is an eternal law that a hero is saddened by a beauty.

Sweat dripped on the ground, Lin Yuyan lowered his head, bit his lip and slowly adjusted his breathing, feeling as if his vitality was being lost bit by bit.

In a daze, she heard Mu Yanqing say: "If Lin Xiluo did it, your arm would be removed. Such a shallow wound is not her style."

Lin Yuyan: ...

Is this guy hurting her?
Lin Yuyan rubbed her eyes, and she tried to open her eyes to look ahead, and saw Feng Nianshan's face was stiff, helpless, frightened, and ashamed.

Good guy, this micro-expression is really rich.

Mu Yanqing no longer looked at the incision that could be seen at a glance. He let go of Feng Nianshan and walked up to Lin Yuyan.

He looked down at her from above, with a harsh tone: "Why did you come to the prime minister's residence? I've already told you that what happened last night has nothing to do with the prime minister's residence."

Lin Yuyan raised his head, his eyes were a little dull.

Mu Yanqing scolded: "Still not getting up? Waiting for my son to help you?"

Lin Yuyan grabbed her clothes with her hands, and when she blinked, tears fell.

She pointed at Feng Nianshan who was full of complex emotions, and said weakly, "Mu Yanqing, she didn't know what kind of poison she gave me just now."

The thugs around watching the show were stunned, when did it happen?
Feng Nianshan felt as if she had been struck by a thunderbolt, she clutched her arms and said, "Lin Xiluo, you are talking nonsense!"

Mu Yanqing frowned, staring at Lin Yuyan momentarily.

Lin Yuyan leaned against the door, covering her stomach with her hands, and sobbed.

Mu Yanqing finally panicked, he squatted down, supported her back with one hand, and probed her veins with the other.

The pulse condition is disordered and extremely weak.

Lin Yuyan fell back weakly, her head almost hit the door, Mu Yanqing's big hands were protecting the back of her head, and when she saw two black fingers on her jaw, her face was covered with a layer of frost.

Mu Yanqing stroked the bruise lightly, and he looked back at Feng Nianshan with a cold murderous look in his eyes, "What did you give her? Give me the antidote."

Frightened by the unfamiliar eyes, Feng Nianshan took a few steps back. Looking at Lin Xiluo, she clearly saw the playfulness flashing across Lin Xiluo's face.

Feng Nianshan immediately understood, this bitch!
She kept shaking her head and said, "No, Shizi, I didn't, I didn't! Lin Xiluo did it on purpose! She's fine at all!"

Lin Yuyan seamlessly switched her painful expressions, she pressed her lower abdomen hard, it wasn't all acting, she was so painful that she almost passed out.

Lin Yuyan said: "Mu Yanqing, if I don't see my father for the last time, when my father returns to the capital, you just, just give me a word."

"My daughter is not filial and cannot repay his... kindness of nurturing."

Mu Yanqing's heart was stabbed by something, he patted her face lightly, his voice changed slightly, "Lin Xiluo, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Lin Yuyan didn't speak anymore, she leaned on his shoulder, sweat stained his robe.

Mu Yanqing scolded Feng Nianshan: "Say it again, give me the antidote!"

Feng Nianshan was so frightened by such an elder son that she sat on the ground with limp legs. She couldn't argue with her words: "Elder son, I really didn't feed her any poison, I really didn't!"

Mu Yanqing picked up Lin Yuyan, he didn't speak anymore, and quickly left the house with the little girl in his arms.

The look she gave before leaving made Feng Nianshan feel like she was in an ice cave.

She hugged herself, trembling non-stop.

Li Qiu came to help her, but Feng Nianshan didn't get up either.

Her teeth were shaking, and she said in a daze, "What should I do, my son is angry, Li Qiu, what should I do?"

Li Qiu didn't know what to say, if he wanted to say it, he could only blame that Lin Xiluo for being scheming!

Lin Yuyan was carried into the carriage by Mu Yanqing, and he told the driver: "Go back to the palace, hurry up!"

After finishing speaking, he told the guards outside, "Immediately invite Imperial Physician Zheng and Imperial Physician He...call them over!"

Lin Yuyan pulled his skirt, "I won't go back to the palace."

Mu Yanqing carefully held her in his arms, seeing that she still had such a stubborn temper, he hurriedly said: "Lin Xiluo, you..."

Lin Yuyan's eyes were red, "You still scold me."

It's so pitiful, like being wronged by the sky.

Mu Yanqing calmly suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and then he told the guards: "Go back to Dingguo's mansion, and invite the imperial physician to Dingguo's mansion."

"Yes, my son!"

The carriage started to run on the street, Mu Yanqing was afraid that she would feel unwell, so he hugged her tightly in his arms, put his palm next to her ear, and asked her: "Where is the discomfort?"

Lin Yuyan's eyes became more and more dull, and she began to think, how will this end?

If Mu Yanqing knew that she had lied to him, would he give her a sword?
Thinking of this, Lin Yuyan trembled with fright.

Mu Yanqing felt it, he patted her on the back nervously, his eyes were flustered, "What's wrong?"

Only now did Lin Yuyan realize that he seemed to be playing too big.

What?

The carriage returned to Duke Dingguo's mansion, and Mu Yanqing didn't care about his servants, and directly carried Lin Yuyan into the mansion, all the way back to Xiyaoyuan.

The guard at the door saw that the son came back with Miss Fourth in his arms, and he didn't know what happened, so he hurriedly ran to report to the eldest lady.

The servants of Xiyaoyuan were confused when they saw this scene, and Mo Ju thought that there was something wrong with her eyes.

"Isn't Fourth Miss resting in the room?"

She didn't have time to ask too many questions, and quickly opened the door, and asked Shizi to put Miss Fourth on the bed.

Seeing the sickness on Miss Fourth's face, Mo Ju told the little maid: "Go get hot water and towels."

Lin Yuyan was lying on the bed, and seeing the entire Xiyao Garden turned upside down, Wei's voice also came in: "What happened?"

Lin Yuyan heard the footsteps of several people rushing in, she faltered, closed her eyes and pretended to be dead.

(End of this chapter)