She already had a feeling of indistinguishability between reality and fantasy, shivering and pushing the medicine box back to the bed, but the moment the medicine box entered the bed, it disappeared.
She didn't dare to breathe for three seconds. She reached out and touched under the bed. There was indeed nothing left.
Shaking, she slowly crawled back to the bed, breathing heavily.
The recent events have exceeded her cognition. Her professional and non-professional knowledge cannot give her an answer. Human beings are afraid of unknown things, and she really feels terrified.
The door was pushed open with a "bang". Before Yuan Qingling looked up, she felt apathy filling her surroundings. She only felt a pain in her scalp, and she was thrown from the bed to the ground.
"Do you pretend to die for this king? You will either die immediately, or roll up and change clothes and go into the palace with this king." The cold voice smashed on top of her head, and she was overturned rudely, throwing her back to the ground. , The pain made her whole body tremble, and before she could take a breath of air, her chin was clamped by the iron hand with such a force that it almost crushed her chin.
Her painful eyes smashed into his furious eyes, her face was cold and violent, more of an unconcealable contempt and hatred, "This king warns you, Hugh has to play any tricks, and if the queen mother is in front of you, she will be nonsense. Yuyu, this king will kill you."
Yuan Qing Ling was very angry, and in their eyes, was it worthless? She has been hurt so badly that she still doesn't want to let her go.
She exhausted all her strength, grabbed his hair and pulled it down, propped up on her knees, and slammed her head against his face. In this move, she had the final blow to burn the jade and the stone.
Chu Wangyuwenhao didn't expect that she would dare to fight back, and still hit him with her head, but didn't hide for a while, making him black and dizzy for a moment.
Yuan Qingling almost fainted, but gritted his teeth and held a sigh of relief. Before he recovered, he knelt on the back of his hand, with blood dripping down his face, long hair hanging down, almost crazy. Said: "Killing is no more than nodding, why do you deceive people too much!"
A slap fell on her face.
Her head tilted, her eyes were dark, and she could only hear her mother hurriedly stepping forward in the blur, "The prince is merciful!"
The prince did not show mercy, and slapped it again. After he was furious, he saw the blood on Yuan Qingling's back and said coldly: "Treat her wounds, change clothes, tight wounds, and pour a bowl of purple gold soup to let her last for a long time. "
Yuan Qingling saw his black brocade boots embroidered with gold thread step by step away from her sight, and slowly loosened it with a breath of effort.
His mother and Lu Ya stepped forward to help her, but they didn't speak, they helped her to the bed and lay on her stomach, and when they cut her clothes, they both gasped.
Lu Ya said in a crying voice: "Thirty big boards, they are really merciless, they really fight."
"Hurry up and get hot water, medicinal powder, and then boil the purple gold soup!" His mother said calmly.
Yuan Qingling was in pain all over her body, especially when she was cutting her sweater and gently tearing the sticky underwear, her whole body was trembling, but she didn't say a word, and there was fire in her throat, and she couldn't say a word. The word comes.
Washing the wound, scraping blood, and applying powdered medicine, she silently endured the whole process, like having a nightmare, and she was fine when she woke up.
She heard Lu Ya ask: "Mother, do you really want to enter the Zijin Tang?"
"Come in, if you don't, I'm afraid you won't be able to save your life." The mother sighed after speaking.
"But this purple gold soup..."
"Don't talk nonsense, quickly help the princess."
Yuan Qing Lingru was lifted up by a ball of broken cotton wool, a warm liquid poured into her mouth, which was very bitter, and she almost lost the ability to swallow.
"Drink, Princess, just drink it." His mother whispered in her ear.
Yuan Qingling was anxious to get rid of this pain, and drank in one breath.