Yuan Qingling looked at her, "What discomfort do you mean?"
Her body is now suffering from various discomforts, but under the high pressure situation, she has no time to feel it, but when she sits down or lie down, she still feels that her internal organs are all rolled together, which is better than the uncomfortable wound.
The mother shook her head, "Actually, the old slave doesn't know the specifics. Perhaps, it will be clear for Master Tang or Xu Shiwei. The old slave only knows that after taking Zijin Tang, it will damage the internal organs and begin to vomit blood, cough, and startle. Dreams and so on. Before, a young man secretly sold the antiques of the palace. He refused to admit it to death and committed suicide by hitting the wall. Master Tang drank the purple gold soup for him. He later confessed, about half a month later. It's gone."
Yuan Qingling was frightened when she heard it, "After half a month, the people are gone? Is it because of Zijin Tang?"
"Master Tang said that after taking the Zijin Decoction, it takes a year and a half of treatment with the medicine for it to return to normal, but that little servant is really hateful. Master Tang didn't treat him well, so he died, and before he died, it was too. He vomited blood, had a pain in his stomach, had a bad cough, and couldn't stop the cough. When he died, his face was purple."
Coughing into hypoxia
His mother hesitated for a moment, and said: "Besides, before he died, he always said that he saw a lot of ghosts and wanted to take him to the underworld for trial. She was very scared, so Zijintang once again dreamed of Huangquantang."
Yuan Qingling looked at her mother blankly, and then slowly squeezed out a bitter smile, Yu Wenhao, how much do you hate Yuan Qingling? The ironic thing is that her substitute Yuan Qingling has to use all her efforts to save him.
If there is a real reincarnation, then she and Yuan Qingling, the original owner, would be retributed like this if they planed the ancestral grave of the Yuwen family.
She condensed her mind. The so-called seeing ghosts should be hallucinations, hallucinations caused by hypoxia in the brain. Therefore, this Zijintang will make people hypoxia create hallucinations.
She heard Fu Bao speak, is it an illusion
Yuan Qingling is a little confused.
His mother looked at her and felt that she was a bit pitiful again, but she was a slave and was not qualified to pity her master.
Yuan Qingling returned to Xiaoyue Pavilion, but Wang Qi and Tang Yang were still guarding it. Seeing Yuan Qingling came back, Tang Yang quickly said, "The prince has just woke up, and the princess thinks she should look for an imperial doctor to see it?"
"Not for the time being." Yuan Qingling wanted to go over and take a look, Qi Wang stepped forward to stop him.
Yuan Qingling looked at this human pillar, really impatient, "Qi Wang, what do you want?"
"Take advantage of your fifth brother's situation getting better, you can make it clear why you frame Mingcui." Qi Wang stared at her.
Yuan Qing lingered, "Do you think it is appropriate to say these now?"
"Suitable, Mingcui will come to visit my fifth brother in a while, I don't want you to make her unhappy again."
Yuan Qingling sneered, "You really have a big heart, don't you know that Yu Wenhao originally wanted to marry her? You can rest assured that your daughter-in-law is worried about another man?"
King Qi was furious, "Ming Cui and Brother Fifth are not as scornful as you think, they are dealing with each other upright."
After hearing this sentence, Yuan Qingling didn't know how to say it.
She didn't know what Yu Wenhao was thinking, but she knew exactly what Chu Mingcui thought and did.
Being a prince, being so innocent, and believing in righteousness is actually a very precious thing.
Therefore, when she was supposed to be furious, Yuan Qingling softened and said, "Don't worry, if she comes, I won't embarrass her, unless she wants to find embarrassment."
Wang Qi was startled, he had already prepared words to counter Yuan Qingling's more acrimonious words, and suddenly sublimated, the characters also had arcs, but he was at a loss as to what to do.
I can only whisper and say: "She will definitely not find embarrassment on her own. You don't know how she is, she is very good."
Yuan Qing Ling gave a hum, walked to the bed, but saw that Yu Wenhao didn't know when he had woke up, and looked at them with wide eyes.
His focus slowly retracted, staring at the scar on Yuan Qingling's forehead.
Yuan Qingling stretched out his hand and touched it. The wound was already dry, and the blood was not wiped off in time.
"How does the prince feel?" Yuan Qingling was a little uncomfortable staring at him.
"I can't die for now," he said in a dumb voice, his eyes lowering.
King Qi squeezed over and said with joy: "Fifth brother, are you awake?"
Yu Wenhao slightly lowered his jaw and looked at King Qi, "Thanks to your Purple Gold Pill."
King Qi waved his hand generously, "What is a purple gold pill? Brother, I am not on the battlefield. I don't need a purple gold pill at all."
Yu Wenhao smiled slightly, her eyes deep.
For a moment, he said: "Seventh brother, Tang Yang, first go out and rest."
Qi Wang said: "I'm not tired, I have rested."
Yu Wenhao sighed slightly and looked at Tang Yang.
Tang Yang grabbed King Qi's hand, "By the way, Lord, the subordinates have something to ask you about, please come out with your subordinates."
"What is there to say here?" Qi Wang said in a daze, but was dragged out by Tang Yang.
Yuan Qingling was quite confused at first, but she couldn't help but smile when she saw this scene.
Yu Wenhao gestured, "Come here some."
His voice is weak, he has no vitality, one foot is still in the ghost gate, but even so, his expression is still relatively cold.
Yuan Qingling approached a little bit and tried to make him speak without having to work too hard, "You said."
"How is the emperor's grandfather?" Yu Wenhao asked.
Yuan Qingling thought he wanted to ask about his own injuries, but he was concerned about the Taishang. It seems that although this person has a harsh and cruel temperament, he has filial piety.
"I have been sick for a long time, and it won't happen overnight to get better."
"Then you enter the palace and continue to take care of the illness, this king doesn't need you here anymore." Yu Wenhao said.
Yuan Qing Ling looked at him in surprise, "Your dangerous period has not passed. If I leave, you will have a half chance of dying."
"This king knows in his heart, this king can be considered to have survived this level." Yu Wenhao said.
Ha ha.
Blindly confident.
Yuan Qingling shook his head, "I will stay for two more days, and I will enter the palace again when the prince's situation stabilizes."
"Let you go!" Yu Wenhao's face was cold, this woman really can't treat her well.
"I know it in my heart." Yuan Qing Ling said indifferently.
"You..." His eyes were angry, and his hand hit the bed. He thought it was a powerful force of thunder, but in fact, he didn't even shake the bedding, but just dropped softly.
Yuan Qingling couldn't help gloating over misfortune, and you have today.
Although the person who attacked him didn't know who it was, Yuan Qingling was grateful to him.
"This king killed you!" Seeing the mockery in her eyes, he was furious.
Yuan Qingling turned around and took a pair of scissors and threw it in front of his bed, "Come on!"
Yu Wenhao looked at her in disbelief, his head thumped, humiliated, absolutely humiliated.
"Come and kill me if you have the ability. If you can't kill me, you have to listen to me, stretch out your hand and hang up the needle." Yuan Qingling said blankly.