The poisonous concubine is in power: the black-bellied prince, please detour

Chapter 413 Yi Qing shot, nowhere to vent

"How is it? When will she wake up?" In the hidden snow hall, Jun Jinglan stood in front of the carved bed, looking coldly at the middle-aged man who was treating the young man, his face was extremely gloomy, and his voice was extremely cold, The whole body exudes a strong evil spirit.

The middle-aged man put down the young man's wrist, retracted the needle, shook his head and sighed: "The internal organs have been severely injured, and the entire internal organs have been seriously displaced. Although Yi Qing has given him the needle, when she will wake up, Yi Qing will also be able to wake up." I can’t guarantee it, maybe, I won’t be able to wake up!”

"I can't wake up—"

Jun Jinglan suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Yi Qing's collar, gritting his teeth: "Yi Qing, are you telling this hall that she is going to die, or are you telling this hall that your medical skills are not good? Died? This hall tells you that if she dies, you will die. Now, this hall wants you to be buried with you, no, I want you to be buried with the whole Ghost Valley!"

"So, don't fool this hall, don't forget, you still owe me something, this hall wants you to pay it back now, and give her a cure. This hall will never let her die so cheaply! Even if you want to die, you have to Wait for this hall to recover the debt she owed to this hall and get the permission of this hall before dying!"

Can't wake up again?

Oh, how is that possible?That woman was so powerful, she was so bold and traveled thousands of miles to North Vietnam, tried every means to sneak into his prince's mansion, and lurk by his side.He found out that he suspected that she would dare to steal the soul of the other shore so rampantly.

How could such a bold woman, who dared to stroke her beard on a tiger's head, die?If she died, what about the debt she owed him?
Who is he going to ask for it back?

"If Your Highness doesn't believe in Yiqing's medical skills, you can find an imperial physician from the Imperial Hospital to treat him! Yiqing is only a doctor, and although he has a duty to save the dying and heal the wounded. Although a doctor can save people, he can't save everyone. And Your Highness You should have known how badly she was hurt!"

Faced with Jun Jinglan's persecution and threats, Yi Qing remained unmoved, raised his head and looked directly at the furious man, and said in a deep voice: "Ordinary people can't bear that kind of palm force. What's more, her body is originally The wound has not fully healed. A woman who does not know martial arts, does His Highness think that there is a possibility of being alive in His Highness's hands?"

Jun Jinglan froze, at that time, under the extreme anger, even he didn't know how many palms he clapped.That thin girl endured everything without fail.He thought she was just pretending to be pitiful, trying to use this opportunity to escape from him.

As she wished, she succeeded.

But he didn't expect that the girl didn't know martial arts, even if he was seriously injured and was injured again and again by his palm force, how could she really not have the slightest injury?According to what Yiqing said, her injury was not a fake, so she was really injured and lost her life.But still want to steal the soul of the other side?
What is it for that can make her so desperate?
Even praying to him like that to keep the potted flower?Those pleading eyes are very much like her, like Mengyao's pleading eyes before she died.That kind of sadness and desolation makes people unable to move.It made his heart, which had already been frozen and hard as a stone, tremble a little.

But even so, it can't offset her sin!

"I don't care about it, the last thing I want you to do is to cure her!" Jun Jinglan glanced at the young man on the bed, then turned her head to look directly at Yi Qing with cold eyes: "This is what you owe this hall too. .People in Guigu will repay their kindness, this is the rule of your Guigu, and the only requirement of this hall is this one!"

Yi Qing stared at the man for a long time, finally nodded: "I will try my best!"

"What this hall wants is not to do our best, but remember that it is necessary, necessary." Jun Jinglan became more angry, and threw Yi Qing to the ground, threatened coldly, turned around and walked away.

All the way into the secret passage, came to the attic, looking at everything in the attic, the man's anger dissipated, and a faint sadness and depression lingered all over his body.Walking slowly all the way, looking at the flowers, grass, leaves and trees in the small building, everything here.

Step by step, he walked up to the pavilion, approached the crystal coffin, and looked at the empty crystal coffin. The man sat quietly on the ground in front of the crystal coffin. There is a little bit of suddenness.

"Your Highness, look, this is sweet-scented osmanthus cake made from osmanthus flowers picked by servants. Try it. Is it delicious? If it tastes good, eat more. Your Highness is growing up right now!"

The beautiful smile seemed to appear in front of his eyes again, with bright eyes curved and cherry red lips raised high.In that cold palace, that was the only kind look he had ever felt, and also the only smile without any impurities.

That year, she appeared in front of him with a basket of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. That year, he was six years old and she was eight years old. At that time, he was a man who had lost the protection of his mother, lost the protection of foreigners, and was bullied in the palace. The prince of the East Palace whose life hangs on the sword all the time.

Everyone wanted him to die, trampled on him as much as possible, and his world fell from the heights to the muddy hell.Since his mother passed away, his life has been accompanied by calculations, assassinations, poisoning, and framing again and again.

No one wants him to live, and his life is a sin.

Only she, that little maid, spared no effort to take care of him. She was obviously as weak as him, but she still wanted to protect him. They depended on each other in the East Palace.During those dark days, she was also his only sunshine, but in the end, that ray of sunshine was still ruthlessly deprived.

She left, and when he arrived, he only saw blood all over her body. He hugged her and burst into tears, but she was lying in her arms and smiling. That smile was like the smile of a young man who fell down. Generally no two.

She humbly begged with a smile, begging him to forget her.

He will never forget that smile...

That was the second time he cried in his life. The first time was when his mother died. Since then, he has never cried again. He understands that he wants to live.If he wanted to avenge his mother and concubine, he could only bear it. He became arrogant, cruel and bloodthirsty, and he became unreasonable.

He was so arrogant that he didn't take everything seriously, and he stunned the high emperor three times because he knew that he wanted to use him to balance the power in the court.The more useless he is, the more dandy, the more he knows nothing, the safer he is.

Now he finally did it, the man who watched his mother being poisoned to death with his own eyes and was indifferent.The bitch who poisoned her mother and killed her, causing Mengyao to die tragically.Together with the bitch of that bitch, they were all sent to hell by him.

His revenge was avenged, but he felt empty in his heart, as if a corner was missing.

Lian Shen looked at the bright red blood on the ground, the blood was the blood of a young man, the same bright red, the same glaring, and the same glaring as the blood stained on Meng Yao's dead body.

Luo Wuyou, Luo Wuyou...

Jun Jinglan recited this name bitterly, over and over again.

In the wing room, Yi Qing climbed up from the ground, brushed the hem of the somewhat wrinkled robe and walked to the couch again, looked at the young man, no, it was the young girl with her faintly closed eyelids and sighed softly. If you have a pulse, you know the identity of the girl.

But I never thought, but a little girl dared to sneak into the mansion of this moody, devil prince in the eyes of the world so boldly.There is no doubt that her goal is the potted flower.He didn't know whether she took the potted flower out, but, seeing the angry look of the devil, it must have been taken out, right?

And what made him even more puzzled was, could she be the one who relieved Jun Jinglan's toxin attack with Guigu acupuncture?The coachman, he had seen before, could never be the coachman.Relatively speaking, he was more convinced that the girl did it.

If so, she might be his Guigu's disciple.

So, which elder's disciple will she be?His annual experience in Ghost Valley has not yet started, and it is impossible for anyone to walk outside now.Then will she and Gu Zhu...

Thinking of this, Yi Qing couldn't help but feel a touch of excitement in his indifferent eyes. They searched for 18 years, but they couldn't find the whereabouts of the valley owner.Now, there is finally a glimmer of hope, and he must not let it go.

No matter what, it was because of this that he had to save her.To be as serious as the man said was just because he was afraid that he would attack her again.Naturally, her injury is not serious, if he is not there, it is really hard to say whether the girl in front of her can get through this test.

Yi Qing hesitated for a while, then gently lifted the mask on the boy's face, looking at that strange face, Yi Qing's intuition became even stronger.There was no longer any further delay, and hastily and carefully took out a porcelain bottle from the skirt, poured out a pill, and fed the girl.

The medicinal fragrance is light and melts in the mouth.

If Luo Wuyou was awake, she would definitely be surprised, because she was very familiar with that pill, it was the Qingxin Pill that Nangong Jingli had exchanged for her from the Liu family to 'save her life'.She didn't take that pill, and ended up using it on her mother Gu Ruolan.

After feeding the Qingxin Pill, because the girl's internal organs were severely damaged and she couldn't absorb the medicine normally, Yiqing took out the silver needles again and performed acupuncture for the girl, helping the girl dissolve the medicinal properties little by little, and help the girl absorb it. , until the stitching is completed.The girl's snow-white complexion was still white, but her faint aura, which was so weak that it was almost invisible, became more stable.

Yi Qing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and looked at the two Qingxin pills left in the medicine bottle.He couldn't help but smile bitterly, he was afraid that if he wanted to save the girl's life, he couldn't keep the only two Qingxin pills left.

In the next few days, Yiqing would come to Luo Wuyou for diagnosis and treatment every day. Under Yiqing's treatment, Luo Wuyou's injury was getting better day by day, and her snow-white complexion also improved little by little.However, for some reason, people have not been sober.

Jun Jinglan would come every day, and would lose her temper every time she saw the girl still in a coma, but Yiqing's explanation was very simple, the girl was seriously injured and her body functions were still in the recovery stage.It's normal not to wake up.

Jun Jinglan was extremely dissatisfied with this explanation, but there was nothing he could do.He is not a doctor, and he does not know how to feel the pulse.Although he suspected that Yiqing had lied to him, he summoned the imperial physician, and the conclusion given by the imperial physician was exactly the same as that given to him by Yiqing.

In a fit of rage, Jun Jinglan beheaded an imperial physician every day and five people in succession, but she was still helpless.Facing a person who is in a coma and may even die at any time, he has all kinds of methods and all kinds of tortures to torture her.

But the comatose person has no consciousness at all.What's the use?

That feeling of having nowhere to vent, that feeling of being powerless and having nowhere to use it, endured for five consecutive days, until all of Jun Jinglan's patience was exhausted, and the peace was finally broken.

(End of this chapter)