"How?" Feng Mohan asked anxiously as soon as the imperial doctor withdrew the pulse detection.
The empress dowager also looked at the imperial doctor.
"The emperor and the empress dowager, the princess is too worried about the invasion of wind and evil, but fortunately it is not a big problem. But the princess is pregnant now and cannot use heavy medicine. Get rid of the high fever."
"Two days? How did you get into the hospital with such medical skills?" Feng Mohan pushed the imperial doctor away, "change an imperial doctor!"
"The emperor, don't be fooling around, this is already the best doctor in the Taiyuan Hospital."
"My emperor's aunt can treat high fever at most two pieces of medicine. It takes two days for him to be an imperial doctor! Is this the best imperial doctor?!"
"The emperor!" The queen mother faded her tone.
Feng Mohan closed his eyes and held his forehead, he knew that he was making trouble out of nowhere.
"Hmm! It hurts... It hurts..." The woman on the bed murmured at this moment, her eyebrows furrowed tighter, her face pale, and fine sweat oozes from her forehead.
"Auntie Huang! Where does it hurt? Where does it hurt!" Feng Mohan rushed to the bed, not daring to touch her.
Liushen Wuzhu, at this moment, he didn't know what to do when the emperor was away.
The empress dowager also stepped forward, noticing that the woman was holding her hands on her belly, frowning suddenly, "Doctor, take a look, don't let the fetus have trouble!"
The doctor did not dare to neglect, so he was busy checking the pulse again.
Liu Yusheng didn't know that his unconscious babbling and actions frightened the people around him, and he was stuck in a dream and couldn't wake up.
There seemed to be something torn in his stomach, and there was a burst of pain, and there was a mist in front of him.
She hugged her belly and ran around in the mist, trying to rush out, but the mist in front of her finally faded, and what was presented before her was a scene that broke her nerves.
She saw Feng Qingbai.
Seeing a heavy sword pierced into his heart, blood splattered!
Warm blood splashed on her eyes, and she wiped it with her hand in a daze, her fingers stained with piercing blood red.
Looking at his wide eyes, Liu Yusheng screamed, "Wind and green cypress!"
"Feng Qingbai... Don't... Don't kill him! Feng Qingbai...!" The woman on the bed suddenly struggled violently, "Feng Qingbai, it hurts... It hurts! Feng Qingbai!"
This scene also caused the people beside the bed to worry.
Agarwood and Perilla were so scared that their complexions were pale, and their eyes were red.
"She has a stomachache, my auntie has a stomachache!" Feng Mohan's eyes were red, and he grabbed the shirt of the doctor beside him, "If something happens to her, I will cut you all off!"
The empress dowager looked at the woman who kept talking, looked at the tears from the corners of her eyes, pressed her lips in silence, and pinched her fingers tightly under her wide sleeves.
The princess was in trouble, the emperor was furious, and the entire hospital was unable to live in peace.
A group of imperial doctors all stayed in the side hall of the Hall of Yangxin, and after working for a long time, they let the woman calm down and go to sleep again.
Outside the window, it was four more days.
Returning to her bedroom, she waved away the old mother, the empress dowager sat in front of the window and looked at the starry night outside, her mind was exactly what Liu Yusheng had just now.
He clasped his belly tightly with his hands, shouting that it hurts, his face was pale, and he cried bitterly in his drowsiness.
Opened the side cabinet, took out a small piece of clothing from the bottom, gently stroked the small clothing with fingers, hands trembling.
Just watching and stroking, nearly half the night.
Finally, a tear fell silently on the clothes.
"Come out." The old woman's voice was extremely soft.
As her voice fell, a dark shadow fell on her side.
He took out an object from his arms, hesitated for a long time before handing it over slowly, "Go to the Zizhu Forest in the western suburbs and put this away."
The shadows around him disappeared immediately.
Outside the window, a ray of fish belly broke into the darkness in the distance.
Inside the window, the old woman slipped weakly from the chair, clutching her clothes tightly, her face mottled with tears.
The eyes were chaotic and silent, and the last gleam of expression was lost.
"Ah!" Liming, crying and roaring in the Hall of Yangxin, sad and desperate.
On the East-Vietnam border, the reeds swayed north, and the night was dark and heavy, and the heavy depression made people almost unable to breathe.
Feng Qingbai was trapped within the East-Vietnam border for four days. For four days, no grains were fed in. The reed roots filled their hunger and they ate grass in the muddy waters.
At the last moment when he was about to rush out of the northern boundary, he was besieged by men in black.
Xue Honglian pointed his sword horizontally, "Feng Qingbai, this time, only one of us can walk out alive."
"I'm not that short-lived," Feng Qingbai took out the waist software and stepped forward, "So are you."
Fighting in the dark, there are no figures, only the instant fireworks bursting out when the weapons meet.
The momentary light reflected the same biting cold eyes of the two.
Both of them tried their best, and the victory or defeat was difficult to distinguish between the two. Jianfeng stroked each other's body time and time again, picking up the blood.
The two made their moves too fast, and their bodies were like ghosts and tricks, so that the people around couldn't get in, they could only hold their breath and wait for the opportunity to move.
Half an hour passed quickly.
The position at the foot is also constantly shifting.
"Puff!" The soft sound of the sword piercing into the body was extremely ear-piercing at this moment.
The eyes are facing each other, one pair is cold and the other pair is waveless.
Under the cover of the night, Xue Honglian held the edge of the sword half an inch away from him in one hand, and instead of retreating, the soft sword pierced into his chest, close to the position of his heart, "Hmm!"
Feng Qingbai's pupils suddenly converged, and he suffered from the loss of being trapped for several days. At this time, he lost the battle with Xue Honglian.
He didn't expect Xue Honglian to make such a move in the end.
"Hurry up!" The almost silent whisper fell in his ears.
Pulling off the pendant on his chest, he slipped it into the palm of the man's hand when he was wrong, and Feng Qingbai threw a smoke bomb to take advantage of the situation.
The young master was seriously injured in the battle, and the man in black did not immediately chase him, giving him a chance to escape.
After flying far away, Feng Qingbai turned his head and looked in that direction. Although the night was dark, he knew where the stabbing was just now. If there is no good medicine, Xue Honglian's life is worrying. The potion in the pendant can keep him safe.
He put him a yard, this favor, he accepts.
Covering the wound on his shoulder with one hand, it was stabbed by Xue Honglian.
This guy really didn't want to suffer a loss, so he made up his mind to let him go, and even cut him first.
Here, you have already left the boundary of the East and Yue, which belongs to the junction of the two dynasties. As long as you go north for a moment, you can reach the small road detouring to Yigu City.
It's a pity that we couldn't send a signal bomb to summon Wei Zi to respond. Once the signal was sent, in addition to rescue soldiers, there were chasing soldiers.
And chasing soldiers may come faster than rescuing soldiers.
Pursing his lips and calming his eyes, Feng Qingbai hurried towards the path.
Although he had not been able to contact Wei Zi in the past few days, he also knew that the two armies had started war. The drum thunder and thunder can be reached from a very long distance.
Having not returned for a few days, because Cheng Sheng's temperament must be uncomfortable, the Nanling army has already moved.
Tap, tap, tap.
At the intersection of the small road, the sound of horse hooves kicked, gently and slowly, falling straight to the heart in the dark night.
The figure sitting on horseback is burly and proud.
Feng Qingbai stopped, silently condensing the man on the horseback.
Qin Xiao.