The first-level Zhaohua Thousand-level Hall

Chapter 3
The bitter smell of the medicine was almost condensed into substance, just being in it, I felt a nauseous feeling, it was clearly the cold winter months, but there was no wind in the room, it was so stuffy that it was suffocating, and there was even a whiff of too much air. The overly strong smell of spices was supposed to cover up the smell of medicine, but it mixed into an even more unbearable smell.

Xu Qingluo didn't think much of this bad ambient smell at all, because Yang Yunping was the one who enjoyed this kind of ambient smell for a long time.

Xu Qingluo followed Xu's father into the room and the first thing he saw was the dying young man Yang Yunping lying on the bed.

Even though it was flushed with heat, it was still hard to hide his handsome face.

The owner of this face once looked at her with a sad smile, and told her full of pity: "Luo'er, you deserve the best."

Then, Xu Qingluo abandoned her husband and son, and followed him without complaint or regret.

The owner of this face once held her in his arms with a gentle smile, said to her: "Luo'er, only you can help me" and sent her to the prince's bed.

Xu Qingluo's fingertips trembled slightly. She really wanted to cut open this man's chest to see what kind of heart and dog lungs could make him be so ruthless to her, and what kind of heart could be so vicious. ruined her life.

Unable to bear it, taking a step forward, Xu Qingluo's eyes overflowed with murderous intent and hatred.

Yang Yunping had already fallen into a deep coma. Xu's father gave Yang Yunping several needles, but he still couldn't revive Yang Yunping. He just made the other party's hands and feet tremble sporadically. Xu's father's nervous face broke out in cold sweat. It can't be done, let alone make the other party's fever go down.

Father Xu looked around to see if there was no one around, and told Xu Qingluo in a low voice: "Luo'er, I'm afraid that Mr. Yang's illness will never recover. Now the snowstorm is severe, and the wind and cold are the most vicious. Wait a minute." I hold back the Yang family, you must run if you find an opportunity, you know?"

"Daddy, let me try"

Xu Qingluo didn't leave, but instead took out her needle bag from her sleeve, with three silver needles caught between her fingertips, she looked at Yang Yunping as if she was looking at a prey to be slaughtered, with cruelty in her eyes .

"Luo'er, this is not a joke, don't be willful."

Xu Liang was in a hurry, and he scolded Xu Qingluo in a low voice, but the concern in his eyes was genuine.

Unexpectedly, just as he was speaking, a silver needle on Xu Qingluo's fingertips had been aimed at a spot on Yang Yunping's body, Xu's father didn't even recognize what acupuncture point it was.

"stop!"

Just as Xu Qingluo lowered his eyes and looked seriously at the silver needles that kept penetrating into Yang Yunping's skin, a woman's voice sounded sharply.

"Who allowed this yellow-haired girl to come in, didn't you tell you to guard the son! If my son is injured by a single hair, I will let you all be buried with me!"

Mrs. Yang Cao Ping angrily scolded the maid who followed behind her, and at the same time motioned her to drag Xu Qingluo away.

The maid did not dare to say that it was Yang Taiwei who saw that Yang Yunping was hopeless, and just happened to be the general who was sent to arrest Xu Liang to speak up, so she asked Xu's father and daughter to try it out as a living horse doctor, so she could only bite the bullet and go up To pull the fallen hand.

"If Mrs. Yang is not afraid that my needle tip will be crooked and accidentally poke the third young master into a cripple, let me be touched!"

Xu Qingluo stared deeply at Mrs. Yang Cao Ping, then lowered her eyes, her hands did not shake, her needles did not move, and she smiled coldly.

"You dare to threaten me"

Cao Ping's chest was blocked by Xu Qingluo's words.

"My little girl has a little knowledge of wind and cold, I'm afraid Mrs. Yang doesn't know, but Taiwei Yang personally sent someone to invite me and my father to the house to treat the third son?"

As she spoke, the silver needle in her hand plunged into Yang Yunping's Renzhong acupuncture point one by one.

Cao Ping exclaimed again, and when she was about to insult her again, the guard at the side quietly went up to her and whispered something in her ear.

If it weren't for the lives of her own and her father's now in the hands of this family, Xu Qingluo really wanted to cripple Yang Yunping all at once, she would make him suffer all the pain in the world, and make him want to live or die cannot!
(End of this chapter)