Ning Chen loves his wife

Chapter 280 On the Brink of Death Twice
Another maidservant brought hot water, Wang Momo cleaned Zhuo Nan's face herself, and then told the maidservant, "Go and cook some ginseng soup!"

They are dying, why waste ginseng.The maid muttered in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it on her face, so she hurried to make soup.

Blood evil door.

Jing Rong returned to the room, but did not see Zhuo Nan on the bed, a trace of panic flashed in his cold eyes.

Qingliu suddenly appeared. "My lord, Madam is taking a medicinal bath next door."

Hearing this, Jing Rong turned around and walked out of the hall, ignoring Qingliu's affectionate eyes with charming eyes like silk behind her.

Turn right, walk in the corridor, and see the door next door.

Before approaching, with a wave of his sleeves, a strong force opened the door.

Jing Rong stepped into the threshold and saw a huge bathtub on the bank of the bathing pool at a glance. Zhuo Nan was soaking in the medicine bucket with his eyes closed, only his head was exposed.

The previously dark and purple lips and complexion had returned to normal, but the whole face looked like a boiled prawn, and the blushing was abnormal.

Qing Shang and Qing Wu, one on the left and the other on the right, were guarding the side of the tub.

A pungent smell of medicine hit with the wind, causing Jing Rong to frown slightly.

His cold eyes stared at Qing Wu and Qing Shang. "go out."

The two retreated immediately.

Before Qing Shang left, he closed the door intimately.

Jing Rong approached, bent down, and stretched out his hand to Zhuo Nan's forehead, the scorching heat burned his cold palm.

Frowning slightly, he stood up and took off his robe.With one hand, he pulled her up from the tub, and with the other hand, he quickly wrapped her body in a robe, hugged her, and stepped directly into the milky white bath below.

While soaking in the bathtub, Jing Rong pinched Zhuo Nan's pulse door and sent internal energy into her body.He didn't stop until he felt that her body temperature was gradually dropping and returned to normal.

Holding her out of the bath, he used his internal force to dry his own robe on her body and the wet black hair on her head.

Regardless of being soaked, he carried her back to the room and placed her on the bed.

Qingshang immediately stepped forward, took off Zhuo Nan's outer robe, put on a bellyband and underwear, and covered her with a snow silk quilt.

Qing Wu stood aside and watched, but her seductive eyes salivated from time to time to glance at the skull mask next to Zhuo Nan's pillow.

Qingliu held a brand new set of clothes and put them on the grand master's chair behind the screen.

Jing Rong saw Qingliu walk out of the screen, turned around and walked to the back of the screen, took off the drenched clothes on her body, and put on a clean robe.Dress neatly, come out, and sit on the edge of the bed.

Putting his hand on Zhuo Nan's forehead, he found that her body temperature was gradually rising again.There was a trace of panic in the cold eyes, and he ordered without looking back; "Go and dispense the medicine."

Qingshang reminded hesitantly; "Your Majesty, Madam is just an ordinary person. I'm afraid she won't be able to take another dose of medicine."

Jing Rong suddenly looked up from the side, his cold eyes staring at Qing Shang.

Qing Shang didn't dare to look at him, lowered his head and said, "Before Qing Qi left Xueshamen, he had developed a new and better pill." He took out a small black bottle from his bosom and handed it over.

Jing Rong reached out to take it, uncorked the wooden cork, and poured out a pill.Put it in the palm of your hand and sniff gently.

The pill gave off a faint fragrance, unlike the decoction brewed earlier, which had an unpleasant medicinal smell.

He looked at the pill carefully, and after confirming that there was no doubt, he put it in his mouth and held it.

He leaned over and lowered his head, kissed Zhuo Nan's lips, pried open her white teeth, and forced her to swallow.

Raising her head, she looked down at Zhuo Nan's bright red lips, the color of her lips gradually deepened, and finally turned black and purple again.

His gaze gradually moved down, to the neck exposed under the quilt.The skin that should have been as thin as cream was gradually covered by a layer of black mist.

In the eyes of others, a normal person suddenly seemed to be poisoned, and his whole body was horribly black.

Reaching out to find her breath, she found that her breathing was getting weaker and weaker.

Jing Rong frowned tightly, his face was serious, and he exuded a dangerous aura.Seeing her in a coma, he frowned uncomfortably, and stretched out his hands to smooth her over and over again.

He kept staring at her intently, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, half an hour, two hours....

Gradually, the sun outside set and cast its afterglow, Jing Rong still sat motionless on the edge of the bed and watched over.

Until Zhuo Nan's dark purple lips gradually began to fade again, revealing a rose-like color again.

Jing Rong stretched out his hand to her forehead, and found that her body temperature had returned to normal, and her breathing gradually stabilized, so she showed joy.The hanging heart finally let go completely.

Qingshang stood aside, watching Zhuo Nan on the bed who was on the brink of death twice, and was forcibly pulled back by the lord, blinking and showing a sweet smile.

Qing Wu and Qing Liu looked at Zhuo Nan with complicated eyes.

"Ma'am is fine, you all go down." Jing Rong ordered without looking back.

The three of them exited the hall lightly.

Jing Rong took off his outer robe and got on the couch, stretched out his long arms, and imprisoned Zhuo Nan in his arms.Smelling her body fragrance, he, who had not rested for two days and one night, closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Prime Minister's Mansion.

People from the government came to the door and directly took away Luo Kui and others who had been imprisoned in the firewood room, and brought them back to the Yamen for interrogation.

Standing in a remote corner, Wang Momo looked at Luo Kui, who had always been calm, and saw that she was about to be taken to the Yamen, crying and complaining that she wanted to find the prime minister's wife, but she refused to go, yelling that she was wronged.In the end, he was slapped twice by the yamen servant, stupefied, and finally dragged away.

Nanny Wang sighed, and turned back to Huiyaxuan.As soon as she stepped into the inner courtyard, two maidservants serving 'Zhuo Nan' ran out to meet her.

"Nurse, the people from the government just took away the poisonous soup, do you want to clean up the table now?"

"En." Wang Momo nodded.

One of the maids hurried into the house to clean up the table. Fortunately, it was autumn, otherwise the food that had been left for two days would have gone bad.

The rest of the maids also hurriedly replied, "Mama, the young lady vomited blood just now, and her breath is getting weaker and weaker..."

"...you go in and take care of Miss."

"Yes."

The maid walked into the house, but Nanny Wang staggered to the eaves and sat down on the railing in the corridor.Looking up at the sky, Na Na said to herself; "The sky is going to change." The prime minister's mansion is also going to change.

The sun hid in the dark clouds, and the wind started to blow, and the fallen leaves in the courtyard were flying and circling everywhere, refusing to land.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and it began to rain lightly, and as the wind became stronger, the rain became heavier and heavier.

The maids closed the doors and windows tightly to prevent the rain from falling into the house.

After dinner, the masters rested early.The maids, who were tired all day, were lucky enough to rest early and go back to their rooms.

In the violent storm, lightning pierced the sky, and the sound of thunder made some timid people tremble.

Zhuo Ziao, who was lying on the bed, suddenly got up to get dressed.Glancing at the lightning and thunder outside the window, a violent and fierce light flashed in his one eye.

He bent over and lay under the bed, dragging out a quilt with great difficulty.

(End of this chapter)