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Chapter 128 Leaving Kyoto ([-])

Because during this period of time there were officials coming and going in the palace, and some things had to be sorted and packed, so Yan Jiaoran and King Jin changed from being "sticky" in the eyes of others in the past, and started to work on their own.

After finally preparing everything in a hurry, and Jin Wang also handed over his official duties, the two of them can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

As the saying goes, full of warmth and thinking about that, although Jin Wang and Yan Jiaoran are "full and warm" every day, because they have no time and energy, it is true that they have not done harmonious bed exercises for some time.

Therefore, the two of them are not hypocritical masters, and they rolled directly from nightfall to the second half of the night. If it wasn't for the thousand-work bed that didn't cut corners a little, I'm afraid it would be "creaking" in the middle of the night.

The consequence of this is that the next day is not bright yet, and his face is flushed (...) Jin Wang, who is full of anger, has to use his internal strength to pretend to be pale and sick to see the emperor, and every time before King Jin had to get up together to prepare some breakfast, but Yan Jiaoran just lay on the bed and couldn't get up.

Originally thinking that he could finally find an excuse to find an opportunity to hide away, Mu Yu's sentence "The princess committed suicide" made Yan Jiaoran's eyelids that were about to stick together suddenly parted.

Really lacking strength, and embarrassed to let the maids see the bruises on her body, Yan Jiaoran could only quickly put on a middle coat, then randomly grabbed a moon-white dress, and simply brushed her hair Wan Wan Wan, hurriedly put on his shoes and rushed outside.

While walking briskly, Yan Jiaoran couldn't figure it out—with Yun Roujia's temperament, why did she think of committing suicide?
Ever since Yunroujia went to the palace to look for the seventh princess and came back that day, she rarely saw Yunroujia walking around in the palace, and the maids usually brought her food to her room, she seemed to have become much more honest.

Although Yan Jiaoran had some doubts about whether the other party had any new tricks, but because she was busy with being King Jin's "good helper", she didn't have much time and attention to devote to Yun Roujia.

In addition, Yan Jiaoran felt that the Zhou family cared about Yun Roujia, and Yun Roujia was no longer a child, so she probably would not do anything out of the ordinary—after all, she wanted to marry into the royal family, and the royal family usually It is very disciplined.

Yan Jiaoran thought that Yun Roujia would be silent and honest when she knew she was powerless, but she actually resisted in such a stupid and violent way?

And you said it was the day before your departure?
Yan Jiaoran wanted to give Yun Roujia a big slap in the face!

"System Elf, is there any medicine in the mall that is similar to bringing the dead back to life?" Although she didn't want to see Yun Roujia, Yan Jiaoran still wanted to make an effort. I like it, but I don't hate it to the point of being indifferent when I watch him die directly in front of my eyes.

"Well, it depends on the other party's situation," the system elf replied after a moment of silence, "In your eyes, when a person dies, his breathing stops and his heart stops beating, but at this time, many organ cells, including the brain, can actually Short-term survival without a new heart supplying blood and nutrition. If this is the case, the system mall has relevant medicines and props to help restore the heartbeat and breathing. However, if it is brain wave death..."

When the system elf said this, Yan Jiaoran had already entered the Qingyu Courtyard. Seeing a large group of maidservants coming and going, everyone had expressions of fear and anxiety on their faces, she hurried into the room, but Seeing Yun Roujia lying on the bed with the quilt behind her, Mrs. Zhou was holding her hand and weeping.

Most importantly, Yun Roujia opened her eyes.

"Although I don't quite understand what organ cells and nutrition you are talking about, but it seems that those things are no longer needed, and I will trouble you as a system elf." Yan Jiaoran breathed a sigh of relief—it seems that he did not die. .

System Elf: "..." Sure enough, it is tiring to communicate with the ancients... But can't the things in the mall be sold?Yun Roujia, why don't you die once?
Yan Jiaoran didn't know that the system elf was slandering her, she looked at Yun Roujia who looked loveless, and wanted to slap her——

"Crack!" A loud sound of flesh on the flesh stunned the others, and also brought Yan Jiaoran back to his senses: "Grandmother, why are you here?" She hurried over to help the panting old man people.

"Old madam! Why are you beating Roujia!" Zhou said with a protective and loving motherly look on her face, "My poor Roujia..." As she spoke, her tears rolled down again.

Yun Roujia's face was blushed, but she didn't have the same spirit as before. Today, a red strangle mark on her fair neck is very conspicuous.

"You...you stupid girl, you're going to piss off my wife and me!" The old lady pointed at Yun Roujia's trembling fingers, "And you, it's this time, and you only know how to focus on protecting Yun Roujia. , I think you taught Roujia to be like this!"

Mrs. Zhou didn't expect that even she was scolded, and wanted to refute, but she saw Yan Jiaoran gave herself a cold look. For some reason, she seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water over her head in winter. There was a chill in his bones.

At this time, the old doctor arrived with the medicine boy carrying the medicine box on his back.The maids quickly put down the gauze curtain on the bed, and covered Yun Roujia's wrist with a silk handkerchief.

The old lady sat on the grand teacher's chair beside her, panting heavily—she should have known, she should have known, Zhou herself is a woman who is full of love, shameless, disregarding etiquette and etiquette, that's all. He also taught his daughter to be like this!How stupid!
Yan Jiaoran caressed the old lady's back in worry, put the fingers of the other hand on the old lady's pulse, and stared at the old lady rightly, for fear that the old lady who was originally recovering would be overwhelmed by anger. The disease relapsed.

The King of Jin didn't know that such an upheaval happened in the palace. At this moment, he was sitting in the imperial study, sitting on the seat rewarded by the emperor. While blocking the muffled coughing sound, the image of a seriously injured patient with weak body and shortness of breath is vividly expressed.

After a long time, the white-haired imperial physician finally removed the two wrinkled but well-maintained fingers from King Jin's wrist.

(End of this chapter)