When Leng Fengqing saw her, he was very alert, lying on the ground holding the sword and pointing at her, his face was terribly painful, "You...Who are you?"
Yuan Qingling moved her toes, looked at her, raised her hands, "I am a villager under the mountain, I have no intentions, are you... are you going to have a baby? I have learned to deliver babies, and I can help you!"
"Villager?" Leng Fengqing has gone through hardships until now. Naturally, he will not easily believe her words. He took a breath and waved his sword. "You go, you don't need your help!"
Yuan Qing stopped hurriedly, not daring to go any further, for fear that she would injure herself by swinging the sword indiscriminately.
The pain of childbirth is better than anything else. Her sword was raised for a while, and it was a violent throbbing. The pain caused her to lose the strength to even lift the sword. She dropped her hand, covered her abdomen, and inhaled with great pain on her face. Distorted.
Yuan Qingling walked over quickly, half-kneeled in front of her, stretched out her hand to gently comb her abdomen, and said: "Relax a little, breathe slowly, don't pant in a hurry."
Leng Fengqing obviously has no strength to fight her, she bent her legs and tried to adjust her breathing slowly, her eyes were half-squinted, and the person who suddenly appeared in front of her did not seem to be real.
She was almost exhausted, tired, thirsty and hungry. Everything in front of her seemed to be a double image, and she felt a slight pain in her wrist. She wanted to turn her head and look at it, but the woman was sitting on her knees and blocked her. I didn't know what she was doing, but the slight pain soon disappeared.
Yuan Qingling hung a drip for her. There is no place to hang a bottle on the ground. She can only take things out of the air, took a bamboo pole to support her, and replenish her stamina and a little nutrition, and then stayed by her side, clinging to her. The hand uses words to teach her to give birth.
She could do more, but she couldn't. Seeing Leng Fengqing's pain so much made her heart sad.
Yuan Qingling didn't know if she came out wrong or right. She just couldn't bear to see her giving birth to a child in the snow so miserably, without anyone beside her.
I don't know if it was because of Yuan Qingling's company, or perhaps because of the little bit of added physical strength, Leng Fengqing looked a little better, but the pain in the birth process still made her very hard.
She gritted her teeth hard and finally gave birth to the baby after a while.
The baby was born without crying, Yuan Qingling took a look, stretched out her hand and took it out, her little purple face wrinkled.
She quickly took off the thick clothes on her body, wrapped up the child, and placed it on Leng Fengqing. Leng Fengqing had almost passed out, but subconsciously hugged the child tightly.
Yuan Qingling held back her tears, slowly let go of her hand, stood up and backed away.
Leng Fengqing's head tilted out and opened his eyes to try to see her clearly, but the sky was gloomy, and she was dizzy so critically that only a vague shadow was seen.
Yuan Qingling saw her lips slightly open, as if saying thank you, but she didn't have the energy to speak, so she could only hold the child tightly.
Not long afterwards, the wolves came and sniffed around Leng Fengqing for a while. Leng Fengqing had passed out at this time, but it may not have been completely unconscious, because her hands were still holding the child tightly. She finally All of his strength is used to hold the child.
The snow wolf finally took the baby away. At this time, Leng Fengqing really seemed to have died. Yuan Qingling went out to help her tidy up her clothes and called her. She had no response. Yuan Qingling walked away and continued. Waiting for the arrival of the splash machine.
The world was vast and white, with a trace of blood red remaining, and the bloody breath was lingering.
Not long later, when another person came up, Yuan Qingling roared when he saw Leng Fengqing, and ran over to kneel down quickly. He shook Leng Fengqing’s shoulders in horror and despair. You can't die, get up quickly, you have to take revenge, you have to avenge the second lady, you can't die!"
Yuan Qingling has never been able to look at Spokesperson from the perspective of Spokesperson. He tried every means to help Leng Fengqing, and even sacrificed his life in the end. This is a tragic figure.
Except for his brother, I'm afraid that no one cares about his life and death.
Leng Fengqing was shaken by him a few times and regained some consciousness. He slowly opened his eyes, splashed on the ground, and sighed in relief. He hurriedly took out a medicine and crushed it into her mouth, staring She murmured: "You can't die, you have to take revenge, I said, if you want to avenge the second lady, I can't break my promise, you can't die."
"Vengeance?" Leng Fengqing's consciousness became clearer, "Baby, my babe..."
Poji picked her up, "I will take you to the temple, first save you, and then we will go down the mountain to Beijing to find the emperor, and we will avenge the second lady!"
Leng Fengqing's head hung down, and Yuan Qingling saw the tears left in the corner of her eyes. Her mouth was still thinking about the child, but she couldn't bear the bumps under the sprint and she fainted again.
Yuan Qingling followed from a distance, and saw that they met the young German abbot under the temple. The German abbot placed them in the cave. Yuan Qingling did not go there anymore, keeping his distance and waiting for the opportunity to break the spirit stone. arrival.
I finally saw them discussing. After hearing the German abbot talk about Lingshi, Leng Fengqing asked him why he knew about Lingshi. The German abbot told her that Lingshi was originally a treasure that belonged to the temple hundreds of years ago. Later, there was a monk in the temple who returned to the vulgar and took away the Lingshi. This monk later became the founder of the Tiansuan Family and the first Patriarch.
He married a daughter-in-law, gave birth to a child, and the Tiansuan family gradually grew. Because he went to Fengdu City, but was unable to find him for decades, when he finally looked for it, the Tiansuan family had become a master, and the last few negotiations. I don't know what agreement has been reached, the temple will no longer pursue it, and the aristocratic family can't use the spirit stone to change their fate at will.
Leng Fengqing asked the German abbot to break the spirit stone, but the German abbot hesitated. He knew the consequences of breaking the spirit stone, that is, the previous recipient would live better than die, and he couldn't bear to do so.
This is the mercy of the monks. At this time, the German abbot did not know that sometimes mercy to one person is cruel to another.
The German abbot’s hesitation in front of Leng Fengqing was not too obvious. Leng Fengqing, who was mourning the loss of his son, dripped blood from the bottom of his heart. The monstrous hatred between Yan Zhiyu and Su Rushuang, she really did not notice the hesitation of the German abbot.
She and the splash machine started. She knelt on the ground and closed her eyes, put her hands together and asked for the spirit stone. A uniquely shaped box rose slowly in front of her. The box opened and a black stone jumped out. stone.
The plain black stone was about the size of a thumb, but it seemed heavy and heavy. Yuan Qingling looked at Leng Fengqing's strenuous appearance, thinking that she was using her mind to control the spirit stone.
The Lingshi didn't emit any light, but flew from Leng Fengqing's front to the front of Splasher, and stuck it on Splasher's chest for about five seconds.
Splashing machine seemed to endure a great deal of pain. His kneeling body shook for a while. Some of the power was condensed. Others might not see this power, but Yuan Qingling could see that that power was like flowing water, condensing from all directions, On the Lingshi, the Lingshi flew back from Poji's body to Leng Fengqing's chest. Soon, the Lingshi slipped off.
Leng Fengqing vomited a mouthful of blood when the spirit stone fell, suddenly opened his eyes, and shouted, "Smash the spirit stone!"