Chu Shaobai calmed down. There was a big swelling on his forehead and it was very painful, but he didn't feel it at all.
He finally managed to get here, and his consciousness had become hazy. He only thought about delivering the medicine to her without spilling a drop. However, he did not notice that his wound was already gushing with blood. It was still pouring out, soaking into the cloth, dripping all the way.
"Consort Ye, it's fine if you are here, hurry up, give her this bowl of medicine, hurry up!"
He carefully handed the medicine bowl to Ye Tingxuan, as if he was holding a rare treasure.
Ye Tingxuan couldn't help but ask: "What kind of medicine is this?"
"Soup made from thousand-year-old snow ginseng." Chu Shaobai said softly.
He felt light and weightless, with no strength left in his body. He just wanted to lie down, close his eyes, and never open them again.
If it weren't for that inexplicable spiritual power supporting him, he would have fallen halfway.
At this moment, he felt relieved and slid to the ground.
"Shaobai, what's wrong with you?"
Ye Tingxuan was shocked. He held the medicine bowl in one hand and went to help Chu Shaobai with the other. However, he was a weak scholar, lacked strength, and was afraid of spilling the soup bowl, so he had to watch Chu Shaobai slip from his arm. He went down and lay flat on the ground.
"Ye Fu Ma, I'm fine. I'm just too tired. Just let me rest for a while. You... quickly bring the ginseng soup to Ning'er and ask the emperor to drink it for her..."
Chu Shaobai used all his strength to put a faint smile on his face.
There was only so much he could do for her. He was really tired now and wanted to have a good sleep.
He slowly closed his eyes, with a smile of relief on his handsome and handsome face.
Ye Tingxuan did not doubt that he was there. When he heard that the soup bowl in his hand was Millennium Snow Ginseng Soup, he became excited.
He saw Chu Shaobai close his eyes and just thought he was tired and fell asleep, so he didn't disturb him again.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the Queen is saved! This is the snow ginseng soup sent by His Royal Highness King Jing'an. It is a soup made from thousands of years of snow ginseng. As long as you drink this, the Queen will be saved!"
He carefully carried the medicine bowl to the imperial couch without spilling a drop. The medicine bowl was warm in its tentacles. Chu Shaobai had been holding it in his arms all the way, warming it with his body temperature.
Mo Chuan's mind was all on Shen Ning, and he was indifferent to everything around him. He didn't even feel Chu Shaobai's arrival.
It wasn't until Ye Tingxuan shouted excitedly beside him while holding the ginseng soup that he came back to his senses in a daze, frowned and glanced at Ye Tingxuan.
"What did you just say, snow ginseng soup?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, look, this is what Shaobai just sent over. He said it is a soup made from thousand-year-old snow ginseng. It is still warm. Please feed it to the Queen and take it!"
Ye Tingxuan handed the medicine bowl to Mo Chuan respectfully.
Mo Chuan almost stared at the soup bowl in disbelief. He reached out to take it, only to smell the scent of ginseng. The soup was thick and snow-white, and it really looked like a thousand-year-old snow ginseng soup.
It's just that he has never seen this thing before, and he is still a little unsure for a moment.
But as soon as he heard that it was sent by Chu Shaobai, all his doubts were dispelled.
In this world, the person he trusts most is Chu Shaobai. Everyone can try to harm her, but Chu Shaobai will never!