She favors the Sixth Palace again

Everything needed for blood transfusion was ready in the shortest possible time.

Qin Xishi stayed in front of the bed, looking at Ning Zhao's face as if he was just sleeping, feeling strong uneasiness and longing in his heart.

But soon, her mood became even more difficult to calm down - Yun Yuwei said she was going to prepare things, but now she came back, but she didn't come back alone, she also brought Peng Qingyin with her!

Although Qin Xishi had no ill intentions towards Peng Qingyin, and at certain times, she could even say that she liked her, but this did not mean that she trusted Peng Qingyin - after all, Peng Qingyin was too close to the Queen Mother!

Now any woman in the position of queen would definitely be the first to be wary of Peng Qingyin!

But now, Yun Yuwei brought Peng Qingyin here in a grand manner!

"Sister Yun!" Qin Xishi stood up and looked at Yun Yuwei reproachfully.

Yun Yu smiled helplessly at her, then pointed back at Peng Qingyin: "Concubine De will do the blood transfusion for Your Majesty."

"How can this work!" Qin Xishi blurted out.

"Concubine De is interested, but I still need to discuss this matter with the concubine." Qin Xishi seemed fair on the surface, but the movements of her hands had betrayed her - she reached out and grabbed Yun Yuwei's hand. The wrist directly took the person aside.

Yun Yuwei was not surprised at Qin Xishi's reaction and just allowed her to pull him.

"Why does Sister Yun trust her so much?" Qin Xishi felt a sense of grievance in his heart, "Even if you tell her everything about His Majesty, you still want her to be the blood donor?"

She didn't trust Peng Qingyin, so naturally she wouldn't tell Peng Qingyin the true situation of Ning Zhao.

She was so guarded that Yun Yuwei turned around and grabbed Peng Qingyin and slapped her in the face.

She didn't feel embarrassed, just sad and aggrieved - how could Yun Yuwei not understand her feelings at all? She couldn't tolerate that Ning Zhao and Peng Qingyin would bleed the same blood in the future.

"Xishi," Yun Yuwei called her name softly, a little helpless, but extremely serious, "She first asked me to bring the withered blood vine."

"She..." Qin Xishi's voice suddenly got stuck in her throat. She looked at Yun Yuwei with increasing disbelief, trying to see some denial on her face.

However, Yun Yuwei just nodded gently towards her.

Qin Xishi suddenly felt dizzy: "You mean, she is, she is..."

She didn't say any more, but fell softly into the chair - she didn't realize that Peng Qingyin had already placed people in her Kunning Palace so airtight.

"If that's the case, why did Sister Yun still agree to her being the blood exchanger?" Qin Xishi's voice was hoarse, "I don't agree."

For such a thoughtful person, who knows when and where she will use her thoughts?

What if Peng Qingyin took advantage of the blood exchange and spent some time on Ning Zhao?

Once he thought of this possibility, Qin Xishi felt like he was going crazy - no, it's impossible! She had already taken such a big risk to let Yun Yuwei return to the palace, how could she bear the possibility of such an outcome?

Yun Yuwei didn't do what Qin Xishi wanted. She shook her head gently: "Xishi, Peng Qingyin traded the lives of her whole family for this opportunity."

Qin Xishi suddenly stood up.

She looked at Yun Yuwei in confusion and shock. She felt that her mind was in a mess. She couldn't even understand such simple words that Yun Yuwei said.

Yun Yuwei didn't rush her, but looked at her calmly.

I don't know how long it took, but Qin Xicai felt that a certain place in her mind finally fit into the correct position. She finally said what she was thinking with a numb face: "Peng Guanyi is actually the Queen Mother's person!"

Peng Guanyi still has some pride in her heart, otherwise she would not be able to teach a daughter like Peng Qingyin. He may be dissatisfied with the new emperor Ning Zhao, so he is not so loyal, but he will not switch to King Annan's banner.

"Then she is even more untrustworthy!" Qin Xishi said excitedly, "I suspect that the Queen Mother's handiwork was the cause of Your Majesty's poisoning!"

"Xishi," Yun Yuwei reached out and held Qin Xishi's hand, "Calm down."

"I can't calm down!" Qin Xishi shook off Yun Yuwei's hand for the first time, and even looked at her with a little guarded look, "What if she was sent by the Queen Mother? What if His Majesty was sent because of her appearance? What happened?!"

"The Peng family belongs to the Queen Mother, but she is not!" Yun Yuwei said word by word, "She belongs to His Majesty."

"You..." Qin Xishi paused suddenly, but shook his head desperately, "I don't believe it."

"When Ning Zhao wakes up, just ask Ning Zhao directly." Yun Yu said softly, "It has been delayed for a long time, and Ning Zhao doesn't have that much time."

She said and walked out.

Qin Xishi suddenly grabbed her wrist and said with tears in her eyes: "Sister Yun! Do we really have to have Peng Qingyin?"

"Xishi," Yun Yuwei looked at Qin Xishi's rare fragile look, and finally softened her heart. She gently smoothed Qin Xishi's hair and said warmly, "Believe me."

Qin Xishi looked at her and seemed to be making up his mind.

After a long time, Qin Xicai finally slowly let go of Yun Yuwei's hand and whispered, "Okay."

Three steps away from Ning Zhao's couch, Peng Qingyin was sitting here, even drinking tea.

Her eyes would occasionally fall on Ning Zhao, but most of the time, her face was calm and without any emotional ups and downs; she was as thin as what Yun Yuwei saw last night, but what Yun Yuwei saw last night Fragile, but no longer exists at all.

"The Queen, the Imperial Concubine..." Peng Qingyin looked at Yun Yuwei and glanced at Qin Xishi beside her, but she smiled and said, "The Imperial Concubine."

"Are you ready?" Qin Xishi's voice was still a little cold.

Peng Qingyin lowered her eyelashes and smiled slightly: "Yes, I am ready."

"You may die." Qin Xishi said coldly, "You still have a chance to regret it before it starts."

Peng Qingyin glanced at Yun Yuwei, then smiled and shook her head: "I have made up my mind. If I die for Your Majesty, it will be my great fortune."

Qin Xishi opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything more. She silently stepped aside and Yun Yuwei stepped forward to hold Peng Qingyin's hand.

"Qingyin," Yun Yuwei's voice was very soft, "Let's get started."

The old doctor who had been on guard all day last night saw that Ning Zhao's pulse became much more stable after taking Yun Yuwei's medicine. Peng Qingyin and Yun Yuwei repeatedly persuaded him to go to the side hall to rest.

At this time, the only imperial doctors in the palace were Zhang Quan and his most trusted disciple.

"Empress," Zhang Quan said, "let's begin."