Poisonous mad concubine, this prince is too wife and slave

Chapter 815 If it is destined to be so

However, what responded to her was only the rustling breeze, which seemed to blow into her heart, making her feel cold all over.

No, she has to save him...

Excessive bleeding can kill you!
Nearly fifty bottles of blood went to at least four or five large bowls, which almost cost him half his life!

She had to save him, whether it was to replenish his blood or heal his injuries, if she just left like this, it would be too inhuman!

Thinking about it, she tore off the cloth outside her skirt, wrapped all the bottles inside, and was about to run towards the Naer tribe, when she suddenly thought of something and stopped in her tracks.

"No, I have to save Aran first..."

But what about Ouyang Ziyu?
If you go to find Ou Ziyu, you will miss the chance to save more people, but if you go to save those people, how long can Ouyang Ziyu last?

Forget it, it's troublesome to carry so much blood, let's save Aran and the others first...

Thinking about it, she carried those bottles and ran into the city.

As soon as they saw her, countless soldiers shouted with joy.

"It's the Empress!"

"My lady is back..."

"..."

She kept silent, rushed into the mansion with the "antidote" in her arms, but saw that the mansion was quiet, and there was no one in the originally crowded courtyard.

Xiao Hua hurried over, "Miss, you are finally back..."

Liangyin was silent, "Where are the common people?"

Her small face froze, and after looking around, she said slowly, "The blood epidemic has worsened, everyone is almost dead, and their family members have also been sent out of the city. 46, Your Majesty did not wake up, General Mo Yan and General Mo An have been guarding outside the dormitory, saying they will wait for you to come back..."

46, plus the three of them, is 49...

But in just seven days, couldn't those people hold on?

Suddenly he gave a wry smile, no matter what, even if he persisted, there was no antidote.

This ending was doomed from the beginning...

Thinking that she hurried into the bedroom outside the bedroom again, but as soon as she ran to the gate of the courtyard, she saw a figure sitting outside the room.

It's Jiangzhu!
She stepped forward and was about to take out the antidote, but Xiao Hua stretched out her hand and grabbed her.

"Miss, on the second day after you left, Miss Xiaobei left. She stayed here, but she was still unwilling to accept the reality. Thinking that you cared about her, she didn't drag her out."

Liangyin frowned suddenly, "Xiao Bei, have you left too..."

While contemplating, that Jiang Zhu glanced at Liang Yin and then looked away, just sitting there lifeless.

And Liangyin didn't have too much ink, after taking out two vials, he put the rest in Xiaohua's hands.

"These are the antidote. You can share them. I'll save Aran first."

Xiao Hua took it lightly, and suddenly found that the scar on her hand hadn't fully healed, so she hurriedly said, "Miss, why are you also injured?"

"It's okay, I've also taken my antidote, so you can go down first."

Liangyin spoke slowly, and rushed into the bedroom in a hurry after speaking.

After seeing the person on the bed still lying there quietly, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he sat on the side of the bed, he gently opened the bottle, gently opened his mouth, and then poured it in little by little.

She didn't put down the bottle until there was no more drop left.

Fortunately, it's still time...

Thinking about it, with a thought, a pill appeared in her hand. After feeding the pill, she was relieved again.

In this way, it will be fine when he wakes up, right?
Just as he was about to drink his bottle of blood, he heard the sound of arguing outside.

She frowned, then walked out quickly, seeing that it was Mo Yan and Mo An, she couldn't help being very puzzled.

"What happened?"

Before the two could open their mouths, Xiaohua said anxiously: "Miss, after the antidote is divided, there is only one bottle left. The two generals are not enough to share, so they have been modest. This is all my fault. I should have divided it first." Give……"

"Xiao Hua, you are too careless!"

With a cool voice and a cold voice, blame was written all over her face!
This is a matter of life and death!
For such an important matter, she would be too...

Looking at Xiaohua's anxious face, Mo An waved his hands as if nothing had happened, "The general will be fine, Madam, don't blame Xiaohua girl, such a strange disease can save one or the other. With so many, we are already worth it.”

As he spoke, he put the bottle in Mo Yan's hand again.

"This is yours, don't give it to me!"

Mo Yan frowned, "I've lived enough, you're still young, don't be disobedient!"

"Why don't you understand? I told you I'm fine!"

"It's okay, you ghost, your ass is scratched..."

"I……"

"okay!"

Liang Yin said coldly, seeing each of them talking endlessly, he couldn't help feeling very heavy, and then put the bottle in Mo Yan's hand.

"I suddenly remembered that there are still here. You don't have to die now. Drink it quickly. After drinking, follow me to burn the batch of weapons."

Mo Yan was slightly taken aback, "There is also an antidote..."

After saying that, it was Mo An who stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, "You said you don't need to fight, right? Our lives are so big, we can't die!"

Seeing the two of them opening the bottle and about to drink it, Xiao Hua suddenly became impatient, "This is..."

"Small painting!"

With a low growl, Liangyin pulled her past and pushed her into the room.

"Take care of Your Majesty for me, he will wake up after a while."

"But……"

"No but!"

She spoke coldly, her face full of seriousness.

If the ending is destined to be like this, then she will admit it.

Because of her, Ouyang Ziyu's life and death are unknown now, and if she really lived, she would probably live in guilt for the rest of her life.

Mo Yan and his son must not be allowed to die. If they must sacrifice, then they should come at her.

At this moment, her head was empty, her heart was full of anxiety, and she almost didn't have time to think about anything, so she rushed out of the mansion and ran towards the execution ground.

The people who took the antidote began to recover one by one, and the people who woke up one after another also had joyful faces and teary eyes, as if they couldn't believe that they could survive.

Looking at the weapons in the center of Nuo Da's execution field, Liang Yin was very heavy.

Mo Yan Mo'an, who hurriedly chased after her, had a serious expression on his face, as if he wanted to help her.

She was running out of breath, and when she stopped, she asked, "Have everyone taken the antidote?"

Mo Yan nodded lightly, "En."

Then Mo An frowned and said: "This antidote tastes weird, like blood, after drinking it, my whole body is so hot that I spit out a mouthful of black blood..."

Mo Yan glanced at him coldly again, "It's because of your body, although I feel hot, I didn't vomit blood."

"I think it's because of you. Is it because the poison hasn't cleared yet? Why don't you give it a try..."

"Your poison has not been cleared, but Lao Tzu's whole body is full of strength!"

"..."

Liangyin said nothing, but took a meaningful look at them who were talking non-stop, and then slowly looked away.

"Since the poison has been cleared, let's set the fire and pour more oil, and this blood plague will definitely be burned."

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)