The evil king protects the short

Chapter 171 No Breathing
　
All the way back to Jinluan Palace, Zong Zehong rushed into the palace like the wind, put the little phantom fox on the dragon bed, and shook that limp little body vigorously.

However, no matter how Zong Zehong patted or shook it, the big white ball on the dragon bed did not move at all.

"Emperor...Emperor..."

Seeing Zong Zehong's anxious appearance, Eunuch Jin Xi was shocked for a while, and became even more worried when he saw Xiao Ling'er motionless as if he had no vital signs.

He couldn't imagine what would happen to the emperor if something happened to this little Ling'er.

"Where is the imperial doctor! Where is the imperial doctor!"

Ling'er still showed no signs of waking up, Zong Zehong roared angrily, which scared all the eunuchs and maids in Jinluan Palace to tremble, how far away they were.

Zong Zehong blamed himself. He knew that Linger was playful, but he still let her be mischievous. If he had kept a close eye on it, Linger would still be alive and kicking in front of him, instead of the half-dead state he is now.

Suddenly, a young eunuch who seemed to be in charge of the report quickly ran up to Zong Zehong, and knelt down with a "plop"——

"Your Majesty, the imperial doctors are examining Princess An in Weiyang Palace, and the Queen Mother won't let her go."

This sentence instantly made Zong Zehong worry and blame himself for endless fire.

A cold and terrifying aura burst out from Zong Zehong's body. Zong Zehong's eyes were as cold as a thousand-year-old snow peak and ten-thousand-year glacier. Everyone knew that the emperor was going to be angry.

Zong Zehong dropped the words "summon the national teacher to enter the palace", leaving behind all the people in Jinluan Palace, who disappeared without a trace.

After a stick of incense time passed, Cang Yun rushed to Jinluan Palace first.

Seeing a group of people, mainly Chief Executive Jin Xi, waiting there looking at the unconscious little Huanhu on the dragon bed, Cang Yun became suspicious, "Where's the emperor?"

As soon as Cang Yun appeared, everyone's eyes turned to him.

"National teacher, you are here, hurry up, let's see what happened to Xiao Linger."

Jin Xi hurriedly pulled Cang Yun to the side of the dragon bed, and said again: "The imperial doctor was detained by the queen mother in Weiyang Palace, the emperor at this moment..." He is probably "making a big fuss" in Weiyang Palace in his usual way.

Before he finished speaking, Cang Yun suddenly interrupted him with a startled shout.

"No more breathing!" Cang Yun looked at the motionless phantom fox on the dragon bed in shock. He is a cultivator, and his senses are different from ordinary people's sensitivity. He suddenly noticed that the little phantom fox had no breath. He was ready to investigate carefully.

At this moment, Zong Zehong returned to Jinluan Palace, and he suddenly heard Cang Yun's words.

"Cang Yun, what did you say!"

"The old man said it wasn't breathing!" Cang Yun was also very anxious.

Zong Zehong's expression was incomparably heavy, and he quickly walked to Cang Yun's side in disbelief, his eyebrows were deeply frowned, and a look of sadness flashed across his eyes, "You are talking nonsense."

A few hours ago, Ling'er was still fine. He just took it to the library after training, why didn't he breathe?
"What nonsense is this old man!" Seeing the little phantom fox like this, Cang Yun thought that Zong Zehong hadn't taken care of it, and suddenly became serious, "If you don't believe it, come and see for yourself!" Zong Zehong put his hand in front of the little Huanhu's nose, "No more breathing!"

There is no wound or internal injury, Ziyun Huanhu's body is intact, but he is not breathing, which makes Cang Yun feel strange.

Fortunately, he immediately used spiritual skills to probe one side carefully, otherwise he would have really thought that Ziyun Huanhu was dead.

"Strange! It's so strange!" Just when Zong Zehong lost his mind and couldn't accept the facts, Cang Yun raised his brows and sighed suspiciously.

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