The concubine is haunted, my lord, please pay attention

In the end, she heard her voice as thin as a mosquito moaning, and also heard the flustered voice of Lianhua:

"Princess! Concubine, wake up! Concubine!"

Yun Qingmin watched Guo Yixue collapse in front of her.

He subconsciously wanted to reach out, but at this moment, his head hurt.

It was as if someone was manipulating him in his mind, making him, in unbearable pain, watch Guo Yixue collapse in front of his eyes.

There was a brief moment of pain, but after the moment passed, Guo Yixue fell to the ground, her face was bloodless, as pale as paper.

Lianhua protected Guo Yixue's head, squatting on the ground, crying and shouting, completely forgetting that there was a prince in front of him, subconsciously thinking of another person: "Medical saint! Medical saint! The princess is fainted! Doctor! Wake up, princess, don’t scare your slaves... Doctor! Come quickly..."

Che Shuo and the others rushed over immediately when the servant girl went to notify her. On the way, they heard the delicate voice of the lotus flower coming from the other side of the room.

At this time, Che Shuo didn't dare to be negligent, he tiptoed to the ground, directly leaped over the trees and flowers in front of him, and quickly landed outside the door of the room.

He stepped over the threshold and saw Guo Yixue who was fainted on the ground at a glance. He quickly walked over and squatted down: "Yixue?"

When Lianhua saw him, she cried as if she saw hope, "Medical Saint, the princess suddenly fainted... Medical Saint..."

"En, let me see." Che Shuo lifted Guo Yixue from her hand into his arms, caught her pulse with his fingertips, and frowned, "Didn't she let her control her emotions?" Then he looked at the person sitting Yun Qingmin, who was on the bed, frowned even tighter: "Third Prince, what are you doing?"

He took out the porcelain jar from his sleeve, poured two pills, gently pinched Guo Yixue's chin with one hand, forced her mouth to open, and put the pills into her mouth.

Wen Beiyao and Yiran then also entered the room.

Seeing Guo Yixue lying on the ground, Yiran was shocked: "Yixue! What's going on?"

But when he saw Yun Qingmin waking up on the bed hugging other women, he was even more shocked: "Third Prince! What are you doing?"

When Wen Beiyao saw this scene, he was also puzzled: "Qingmin, what's going on with you? Your Liangzi fainted, and you're still hugging another woman?"

Yun Qingmin frowned.

He seemed to have slept for a long time, but when he woke up, the man called the 'Medical Saint', and this strange woman, even Bei Yao, they were all asking what they were doing?

Could it be that the woman he was hugging, Qin Liang, wasn't the Liangzi in his dream?

He lowered his head and met a pair of eyes full of grievances.

He heard her slightly trembling voice: "Dayun...they...don't like me...Dayun..."

Yun Qingmin looked at Guo Yixue, whose eyes were closed and pale, and just as the question of 'who is she' came to her mind, her head immediately ached violently.

"Hiss—" He let go of Qin Liang's arm and covered his head.

damn it!

it hurts……

Qin Liang was inexplicably pushed away by him, and she looked at his frowning with pain on his face: "Dayun...Dayun...Dayun, what's wrong with you...Dayun..."

"Go... go away..." Yun Qingmin weakly waved her outstretched hand: "Don't... touch me..."

My head hurts... as if it's about to explode.

Seeing this, Wen Beiyao stepped forward and glanced coldly at Qin Liang: "Excuse me."

"I……"

Qin Liang was about to say something, but Yi Ran took advantage of the situation and pulled her away: "Go away, don't be an eyesore!"

It's all this woman, if not for this woman, would Yixue faint?Obviously just now, Yixue was still so happy!

Qin Liang took a few steps back and stood aside.

Wen Beiyao supported Yun Qingmin, reached out and grabbed Yun Qingmin's hand to prevent him from losing control and hurting others: "Qingmin! Don't think about anything! Qingmin!"

Yiran wanted to go forward to help, but was stopped by Wen Beiyao: "Don't come over, you go and help Cheshuo."

"it is good."

Yi Ran turned to Che Shuo's side.

Che Shuo supported Guo Yixue's head with one hand, and pinched some acupuncture points on her arm with the other. While observing Guo Yixue's changes, he said, "Help me take out the needle pack from my sleeve."

Yi Ran nodded, regardless of whether men and women could not kiss each other anymore, she reached into his sleeves and searched, took out a roll of white cloth, and spread it on the ground, thin and sharp silver needles appeared in front of everyone.

Cheshuo glanced at Lianhua: "Take some softer blankets and spread them on the ground. Now Yixue can't move, so I can only make do on the ground for a while."

"Yes." Lianhua immediately turned to look for blankets in the mahogany cabinet at the other end of the room, and then covered them with several layers, fearing that the floor would be too hard and too cold.

Expensive blankets were spread on the floor, thick and large.

After the blanket was laid, Che Shuo carefully picked up Guo Yixue, moved her to the blanket, and quickly lifted her sleeves, revealing smooth, slender and white arms.

He groped for the acupuncture points on her arm with one hand, took out a silver needle with the other hand, and then quickly stuck it on the acupuncture points, quickly and gently, but after a while, there were many silver needles standing upright on Guo Yixue's hand, looking a little horrified people.

After this hand was tied, he moved to the other hand, using the same technique, but the speed was a little faster than before.

After getting the needle, he took Guo Yixue's pulse again, felt the pulse carefully, and pinched her chin again to make sure that the pill just now had melted.

After finishing these, he told Yiran and Lianhua: "Look at it, if there is any bleeding, or if she makes any movements, call me immediately."

"it is good."

"Yes."

Yiran and Lianhua were alone, guarding Guo Yixue, looking at her hands covered with fine needles, their palms were sweaty.

Che Shuo looked at Guo Yixue carefully again, and after making sure that nothing was wrong, he got up and walked to the bedside.

Yun Qingmin's black pupils constricted, he looked at Guo Yixue's hands covered with fine needles, and his head hurt more and more.

Some fragments and dialogues were played back in my mind and echoed in my ears.

... "My lord, my concubine still needs... to get... needles."

... He frowned, with a dissatisfied expression on his face: "Why did you pierce again!"

... "Uh... this..."

... Seeing her pale face, he shook her hand: "Be good, Ryoko, for the doll."

... "Okay, okay." She nodded reluctantly, and asked, "Prince doctor, where is the tie?"

... "Go back to the princess, just put it on your arm."

...He stared at the imperial physician warningly: "Be gentle!"

... "Yes, yes, my lord."

... He patted her on the back comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine soon."

The princess...the doctor...the doll...the needle...

hiss--

it hurts……

Wen Beiyao gritted his teeth, grabbed his hand firmly, "Qingmin, don't think about anything..."

Che Shuo stepped forward, seeing Yun Qingmin's face was in pain, his brows were wrinkled, and he slashed the back of his neck neatly with his right hand.

Yun Qingmin moved and passed out.

"You are..." Wen Beiyao looked at him wonderingly, if he had known that he would be able to stun Qingmin like this, he would have done it earlier!

Che Shuo glanced at him, and said, "Make the next move."