Blood also oozed from the corner of Ling Chen's mouth, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he could hardly stand up.
King Rui had tears in his eyes, and wanted to walk in front of Wen Heng, but he clenched his fists and stood still.
"Why do you want to do this? Why don't you avoid it?" Qingyun asked him in a low voice.
He held her in his arms: "You were the one who blocked the knife for me before, and I will also block the knife for you today."
"Let me go, I'll take a look at the wound," Qingyun felt very uneasy in his heart, and the smile on Wen Heng's face was too weird.
He put some force on her back, "Qingyun, sometimes I really feel that you are Lan Ling. For example, just now, the way you looked at me was exactly the same as Lan Ling. Only Lan Ling would look at me like that. So distressed, so sad, so helpless..."
Qingyun cried and hugged him: "Stop talking." She saw his wound slowly turning blue, and she knew that the dagger was poisonous.
She pressed down on Ling Chen's injured area, and Bai Shaoting came over to seal the acupuncture point for him, "Hurry up, carry the emperor on your back and go to Wangyou Palace!" Qingyun ordered.
Gu Fan immediately turned his back on the emperor and ran towards Wangyou Palace.
Wangyou Palace is very close to Shufang Palace. Gu Fan listened to Qing Yun for some reason.
Han Zhitao had already run to the door of Wangyou Palace and knocked on it, the servant of Wangyou Palace hurriedly opened the door, Qing Yun said to Xiao An: "Take out the queen's medicine box!"
Xiao An immediately ran to the inner room to search.
Gu Fan put the emperor on the bed in Wangyou Palace, Qing Yun saw that Xiao An hadn't come out yet, so he walked into the inner room a few steps, and took out the medicine box from the cabinet inside.
Ling Chen was already unconscious.
"Go to Linhua Hall and ask Lixia to come over!" Qingyun ordered a servant.
"I'll go!" Gu Fan said and ran out.
Qingyun opened the medicine box, took out the green knife, lifted Ling Chen's clothes, and exposed the wound, the dagger didn't hurt the vitals, but he was poisoned, the knife cut was deep, it was difficult to clean the poison.
The imperial physician has arrived.
The imperial doctor stretched out his hand to feel the emperor's pulse, he frowned and trembled all over.
"My lord, the emperor's poison has already, already..."
"Just say whether it can be cured!" King Rui interrupted him sharply.
The imperial doctor knelt down on the ground, and several other imperial doctors felt the pulse, tremblingly put an antidote into the emperor's mouth.
Qingyun looked at the emperor's wound, and probed around with his hands. She stepped forward, and to the exclamation of the crowd, cut a bigger opening in the wound with a green knife.
King Rui's sword rested on Qingyun's neck: "Bold, why did you make the emperor's wound bigger?"
Qingyun pushed the sword away with his hand, "My lord, I'm saving him! These are flesh wounds, not the root. You can ask the imperial doctor, his poison is too deep, if you delay, it's really hopeless!"
Bai Shaoting said: "My lord, I believe her, the emperor is really poisoned deeply!"
King Rui took the sword away.
Qingyun squeezed out the black liquid from Ling Chen's wound with his hands, and scraped off the dark flesh with a green knife, everyone watching was sweating.
Li Xia followed Gu Fan and ran in.
Qing Yun looked at her: "Li Xia, Lan Ling has a small black jar, where did you put it? Find the medicine inside!"
Li Xia looked at her suspiciously, and immediately went into the inner room, took out a small sandalwood box, and took out a small black jar from it.
Qingyun took it over, opened the plug, and some white liquid dripped into Ling Chen's wound slowly.
Huo Jingyun sat there quietly, his brows were slightly frowned, others were looking at the emperor, but Huo Jingyun kept staring at Qingyun.
Qingyun took anti-inflammatory and hemostatic medicine from the imperial doctor's medicine box and covered it with gauze.
King Rui asked Qing Yun cautiously: "How is it, is my brother all right?"
Qingyun said: "If nothing happens, it will be fine."
"What accident will happen?" King Rui asked.
"It's hard to say. Just don't get hot." Qingyun asked Lixia to pour hot water to wipe off the blood on the emperor's face and hands.
King Rui, Han Zhitao, Bai Shaoting and Gu Fan all looked at each other.
They all have the same question.
Qingyun's medical skills were so superb, what surprised them even more was that Qingyun's treatment of Ling Chen was exactly the same as Lan Ling's.
She even knew Lan Ling's medicine.
Li Xia came over: "That bottle of Qingsan is the queen's homemade antidote, only I know, how do you know?"
Qingyun just stared at her. "Lixia, mix white wine with wormwood, boil it, hurry up."
Lixia's eyes were filled with tears, this prescription was Lan Ling's own way to reduce fever.
"You are, are you sent by the lady to see me... ."
Qing Yun held her hand: "I have already said that I am whoever you think I am."
Everyone was shocked.
Ling Chen was in a daze, holding a sword and riding a black horse, speeding up the horse and charging forward like crazy. He rushed to the execution ground. There, the one who beheaded was the woman he was looking for, and was sentenced to heart-gouging.
When he rushed in, he heard someone shouting: "King An is here! King An is here! Go and report to the emperor."
Layers of guards stopped him, and he couldn't get in even with his life.
Later, they seemed to have received some orders, and the guards of the execution ground did not stop him, and even let him in on purpose.
He entered the execution ground and saw the emperor from a distance, the emperor was Ling Feng, standing there with his queen Lan Yu.
The woman he wanted to save was in the prison car, in the cold winter, only covered with a white tent, with the tattered inner garment exposed, with a pale face and clear eyes. His ankle was dripping with blood.
Ling Chen mourned greatly.
He had been looking for this woman for a long time, and only today did he suddenly understand that this woman is the concubine Lan Ling who was sentenced to heart-gouging by Ling Feng!
Lan Ling, how could she be Ling Feng's concubine? She should have been his Ling Chen's woman, the woman he had been looking for, his woman.
Ling Feng posted notices all over the place. He knew that Ling Feng's target was himself, so he arranged for his own escape route, and rushed into the execution ground alone without hesitation.
When he rushed in, she was almost frozen, and her body was still dripping with blood, she was very embarrassed. He took off his black cloak and stuffed it from the prison car, and he saw her grateful smile.
Ling Feng ordered to release the arrows, and the rain of arrows rushed towards him. He watched her being tied to the pillar, and he saw the executioner tore off her underwear, revealing her white body, he was furious, and the bloody smell in his chest rushed up.
He watched the executioner raise the thin knife in his hand. He screamed angrily, but there were more and more people and more and more arrows. He watched her being gouged out, and saw a big knife cut off at his face.
He was hooked by a climbing rope, hundreds of cows rushed in from the crowd, and the guards of the execution ground were in chaos.
He was rescued and went back. He was stabbed on the head and chest, and eight arrows were shot on his body.
He has been in a coma, and he heard someone calling himself, he felt cold all over, but sweat was pouring down his back. He understood that this time, he was going to die.
Lanling, Lanling, Qingyun, Qingyun.
A different person suddenly appeared in my mind, but it was the same person.
Ling Chen was shocked and woke up.