The Harem's Favorite Maid Raiders

Chapter 155

"emperor……"

As soon as Jiang Meng finished speaking, Han Yumin groaned in pain.

Whether it was staying in Yeting for so long, giving birth to a child, getting sick, and being punished by the queen mother to kneel down in iron chains, in fact, she suffered a lot of injuries, but this time, it was really heart-wrenching.

Wu Hui'er looked at Han Yumin who was sweating profusely, her face was already pale with fright. She moved a few steps forward and looked at the woman lying on the bed, clutching her stomach and rolling.

Jiang Meng hugged Han Yumin tightly in his arms distressedly: "Don't be afraid, the imperial doctor will be here soon, don't be afraid..."

"It hurts... ah..."

She lay in Jiang Meng's arms, she was in so much pain that she couldn't even speak.

"Your Majesty... am I dying..."

"nonsense!"

"pain……"

After saying these words, the pain in her abdomen came back like overwhelming, and she felt that her whole body was in constant convulsions.

"Has Zhao Yichen come yet?"

"My minister is..."

She heard a faint voice in her ear, and finally... Imperial Physician Zhao came.

Han Yumin exhaled lightly. This time, her whole body was already trembling, and she didn't have the strength to hold her belly again, and she couldn't open her eyes.

I can't die...

She said silently in her heart.

I, still alive, I have a daughter...

Afterwards, she only heard Imperial Physician Zhao hurriedly say "broken heart grass", after that, she fell into a drowsy sleep.

The pain in the body spread all the way into the dream, but it didn't ease.

"Your Majesty has been poisoned... There is heartbroken grass powder in this pastry."

"Heartbroken grass?"

"The dose is not large, but if it is not treated in time, it will still not be fatal."

Doctor Zhao's voice was trembling.

In the haze, Han Yumin opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

"Then what are you still doing?" Jiang Meng's voice sounded like he was about to kill someone, "Cure!!"

"Weichen...Weichen prescribed a prescription for gastric lavage to induce vomiting, it's just that my lady...my lady may have to suffer a little bit."

"Do you talk a lot?"

Jiang Meng's furious voice came from next to his ear, and Han Yumin wanted to reach out and grab him, telling him not to get so angry, but in the end, he had no strength and couldn't move.

Doctor Zhao said: "Wei Chen will go and prepare."

"Hurry up and get ready! If there is something wrong with Yu Zhaoyi, I want all of you from Yongfeng Palace to come and be buried with her!"

Jiang Meng's hand slammed on the table, making a "pop", and immediately, even the teacups and teapots on the table dangled and almost fell off.

"The emperor calm down—!" A room full of people knelt down in front of Jiang Meng in unison, lowering their heads in fear.

"Your Majesty..." Han Yumin called softly, feeling her whole head was numb.

"Yu'er, don't be afraid."

Jiang Meng grabbed her hand and helped her slowly wipe off the cold sweat from her heart.

I won't let anything happen to you.

He murmured, saying word by word: "I said, I want to be with you forever, and I also said, I want you, and I will give birth to a little prince." He grabbed her hand, Put it on your lips.

The hot lips made Han Yumin's fingers shrink slightly.

"Don't leave me..."

He lightly kissed her fingertips and sucked his nose.

Yes, how many days have passed since their peaceful days?He promised that he would never leave each other, and that he would only take a spoonful to drink three thousand yuan of weak water. If she left like this, then all of these would not be realized.

In this life, it will be her, and no one else can do it except her.

Han Yumin took a breath, and his consciousness began to blur again.

The abdominal pain gradually spread to every corner of her body. She was unable to moan or move, but endured the pain in her body, closed her eyes, and lay softly on the bed, listening to Jiang Meng's gentle voice.

She didn't know how long she had been in a coma, but she felt herself being gently lifted up, she leaned softly against a person, her mouth was pinched open, and the medicine was poured down.

gross……

"What kind of medicine is this?"

"Charcoal ash, lye, and emetics, wash the stomach of the empress first, and then see if the situation is good or bad, and I can prescribe medicine for her."

The voice in the ear was still vague, but at this moment, Han Yumin's entire throat, all the way to his stomach, felt a burning pain.

"Yu'er, how do you feel?"

"..."

"Does it still hurt?"

"..."

speechless.

Suddenly, the overwhelming feeling filled her entire stomach: "Ugh—"

It's so uncomfortable... She frowned slightly, feeling like she was going to spit out her entire stomach.

"Bring a basin over here!"

Han Yumin just slowed down for a while, but she hadn't recovered from it when she felt another overwhelming feeling, like a stick, stirring up and down her whole body, making her life worse than death.

"Your Majesty... I feel bad..." She couldn't say anything, she just spoke intermittently, in a daze, as if someone squeezed her mouth open again and poured those torturous emetics into it.

"No...don't...it hurts..."

She shook her head and struggled, almost dying in pain.

"to beat."

He heard his sonorous and forceful voice, Han Yumin let go of his frown, and once again, vomited in a daze.

At this moment, it seemed that the whole world fell silent.

There was no sound at all, and it was pitch black in front of him.

I don't know how long this silence lasted, but Han Yumin suddenly heard Jiang Meng's warm voice.

She wanted to open her eyes, but she didn't have the slightest strength, so she could only slightly raise her fingertips.

"Your Majesty, Sister Yu has moved!"

"I saw it too!"

"She's fine!"

very noisy……

Han Yumin frowned in her sleep, and opened her eyes in a glimmer of light.

What a blinding light.

"This..." She looked around and saw that the room was already full of people. Seeing her open her eyes, Qin Erlan's worried expression finally faded away, replaced by slightly raised lips horn.

Turning his head again, he saw Jiang Meng who finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He took a long breath, curled up the corners of his mouth, and bent down to look at her: "You finally woke up."

"Your Majesty..." Han Yumin wanted to get up, but her whole body seemed not to listen to her commands. Before she could sit up, she fell asleep again.

The whole body is sore.

"Don't get up." Jiang Meng pressed her hand, "Take a good rest."

"I……"

"You are poisoned, I will investigate carefully, and I will not lose you." He said lightly, rubbed Han Yumin's heart, and then turned his head away, "Doctor Zhao, take medicine!"

As soon as the words fell, Imperial Physician Zhao stepped forward, took his pulse, and said: "The stomach has been washed, next, Wei Chen will prescribe some mung beans, honeysuckle, licorice, etc., and quickly fry them for your mother, who is young and strong , will recover soon.”

"Go!" Jiang Meng waved his sleeves, just lowered his head, then suddenly raised his head, staring at Wu Huier, who was pale in front of him.

(End of this chapter)