"Miss?" Qing'er gradually understood what Shangguanhui wanted to express.

"Are you willing to let him die so quickly? If he dies, the person you love won't come back either. Besides, that arrow may not be able to take his life."

Qing'er understood completely now.The young lady had calculated everything correctly, so she used her own body to take over the arrow. The purpose was to let Feng Zheliang remember her kindness, and then carry out her plan of getting close to him and taking revenge on him step by step.

"But miss, he's not worth it."

Hot tears welled up in Qing'er's eyes, she quickly turned her back to prevent Shangguanhui from seeing her crying.

Miss is so stupid!For such a scumbag, she actually risked her life to gamble! ! !

Shangguan Hui slowly closed her eyes, it doesn't really matter whether she is worthy or not.The pain in her body was like venom, corroding her bit by bit.However, no matter how painful it was, it was not worth the slightest pain in her heart.The scene of her tragic death was repeated in her mind again, the grief of being betrayed by the one she loves the most, shedding the last drop of blood in despair, she still seems to be able to experience it personally.

God is merciful, since she is reborn in this life, in this life, she would like to be alone and unloved for the rest of her life.But she wanted Feng Zheliang and Xiao Yunxi's life to be worse than death.She wanted to give them back the torture that was a hundred times more painful than when she died tragically...

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Wake up!"

When Qing'er turned her head and found that Shangguan Hui was clutching the corner of the quilt tightly with her hands in pain, she suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"Miss, ma'am!"

Qing'er kept calling Shangguanhui, but her eyes were still closed.

Feeling something was wrong more and more, Qing'er couldn't help stretching out her hand to poke Shang Guan Hui's forehead, only to find:

"Oops, why is it so hot!"

This fever is extremely ferocious!Although Qing'er immediately invited the doctor to come, the doctor also prescribed medicine.But the medicinal soup could not be fed into Shangguanhui's mouth no matter what.

It's okay if it's just a fever. When Qing'er applied Shangguanhui's medicine to the wound, she found that the wound on her shoulder turned purple-black little by little, and even the skin around the wound gradually turned an abnormal blue color. .

How is this going?If it was just hit by an arrow, it is impossible for the wound to turn into this color?

Under anxiety and urgency, Qing'er had no choice but to report the matter to Shangguan Wenyong.She thought, since Shangguan Wen Yonggui was the prime minister, it shouldn't be a difficult task to invite the imperial doctor in the palace to treat the young lady, right?She has almost searched out all the good men in the capital, but the young lady's high fever has not improved at all.Maybe the imperial physician from the palace will be invited, and the result will be better.

Upon hearing Qing'er's report, Shangguan Wenyong knew that the matter was urgent, so he hurriedly changed into court clothes and was about to leave the palace.

But it was a coincidence that when he just stepped out of the gate of Xiangfu, he happened to meet Feng Yebei who was coming towards him.What's more coincidental, Feng Yebei just brought along the imperial doctor Zhang who had previously treated Shangguan Hui.

Doctor Zhang is the head of the imperial hospital, so it goes without saying that his medical skills are superb.

"Master Shangguan, are you in such a hurry to enter the palace to face the saint?"

Feng Yebei had a face-to-face meeting with Shangguan Wenyong, and seeing that he was dressed in court attire, he guessed that he was going to the palace to meet the emperor.

"To tell you the truth, my lord, I came to the palace this time to seek an imperial doctor for my daughter. She suddenly had a high fever last night, and countless doctors were invited, but none of them seemed to be recovering."

"What? There is such a thing?" Feng Yebei's face darkened, and he had no time to talk to Shangguan Wenyong, so he tugged on the old imperial doctor's sleeve and rushed into the Prime Minister's mansion.Under the guidance of Shangguan Wenyong, a group of people hurried towards Hexiangju!

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