"Okay, slave, let's go now." Dong'er held the bowl filled with blood and retreated.
Outside the room, Shen Biqiu's head was filled with white smoke.
This man has been in there for so long and still hasn't come out.
Could it be that the little fool is really going to die
When Dong'er came out holding the bowl, sharp-eyed Yun Shiyue immediately noticed that it was full of blood.
"Blood, blood, so much blood."
When she shouted like this, everyone gathered around her.
The little fool vomited so much blood!
That would definitely mean death.
Among them, the person with the most exaggerated face is also the happiest person.
Dead, now finally dead.
Yun Baili was lying on the bed dying. Although the bleeding was stopped in time and the best spiritual herbs were used, he was still in pain!
"Master Xiang, you must not have sex during these days, and you must eat more blood-replenishing foods."
The old imperial doctor approached Yun Baili and said with a smile.
Yun Baili didn't want to respond, so he pretended to touch his heart and screamed.
"Master Prime Minister, slow down, I'll help you out, go back to your house and have a good rest."
Three imperial doctors supported Yun Baili and moved to the door bit by bit.
Outside the door, Shen Biqiu's face was smiling like a flower.
The impatience persists!
Whatever makes you unhappy, forget about it.
When she saw Yun Baili coming out, Shen Biqiu's smile suddenly stopped, and a cold light shone in her apricot eyes.
The master was swaying in his steps and was being supported by several imperial doctors. His face was also pale and he looked very depressed.
It turns out that in my heart, the master still cares about the little fool.
That's right, after all, he is the son of that bitch.
But now, the bitch is dead, and so is the little fool.
No one is trying to rob her now.
Yun Shiyue on the side also had a dark complexion and was very angry. It turned out that her father still had the status of a little fool in his heart.
"Madam, I will leave the Prime Minister to you. Hurry up and find a sedan to carry the Prime Minister back to your house and take good care of him."
"What." Shen Biqiu was dumbfounded. She was so sad that she couldn't even walk away, and she still had to take care of her.
If the little fool dies, he will die. Who are you doing this for
But several imperial doctors were there, and Shen Biqiu had to reach out her hand even if she didn't want to, and supported Yun Baili considerately: "Master, I apologize and accept the change."
Just as her hand was about to touch Yun Baili's chest, an imperial doctor exclaimed: "It can't be done, it can't be done."
Shen Biqiu was so frightened that she trembled: "What can't be done?"
Why can't she understand this!
"Madam, the Prime Minister has donated a bowl of his heart's blood to the Fourth Miss. You must not touch the Prime Minister's heart's blood."
As soon as the imperial doctor said these words, the air suddenly became silent.
Shen Biqiu curled her lips, heart! head! Blood!
Yun Shiyue shook her head, heart! head! Blood!
The other aunts fainted, heart! head! Blood!
After a while, Shen Biqiu found her voice: "Master, is what the imperial doctor said true?"
Yun Baili rolled his eyelids feebly. He had just donated such a large bowl of blood and now he felt top-heavy.
Now hearing these three disgusting words again, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."
"Master."
Shen Biqiu let out a cry, pinched Yun Baili's flesh tightly with both hands, and kept shaking him.
Oh my god, the master actually gave a bowl of his heart’s blood to the little fool!
How does this let her live, how does this let her Qingzi live.
Yun Shiyue stared, always thinking that she was the daughter that her father loved most, even in front of Yun Qingwan, she was disdainful.
But today, she felt that her father's love for her in the past was nothing compared to what her father did for the little fool today.
Her soft little face was full of gray, and her chest was so tight that she couldn't breathe. She rolled her eyes and raised her eyelids. She couldn't accept the fact and fainted.
"Second Miss, my God, Second Miss fainted."
The scene immediately fell into chaos, with Shen Biqiu wailing, Yun Baili moaning, and noisy screams.
Everyone is messed up.
"Ah, the master has fainted too. Come back home quickly."
After a moment of turmoil, Zhuangzi became as peaceful as the Tathagata.
Several imperial doctors did not leave in a hurry, but watched Yun Tingruo drink the bowl of blood. One of the imperial doctors stayed behind, and the other three left.
In the village, Ye Ping and his wife did not show up after they prepared dinner and delivered it.
Lu Yiyan plucked the rice in her hand and looked at the little figure in front of her.
His eyes were filled with hatred.
The hand holding the chopsticks stirred vigorously, making the white rice look like Yun Tingruo's face.
She hated this little fool.
She caught smallpox early and late, but she got it just when she was about to become rich.
She was also sent to Zhuangzi for harming her.
If she is still in the house now, she must be married to someone else, and maybe they are both noble concubines.
Dong'er glanced at her, then calmly picked up a piece of fish and put it into Yun Tingruo's bowl: "Miss, eat more. Look, you have lost weight. If you lose weight, you won't look good."
Hearing this, Lu Yi subconsciously touched his face.
Oh my gosh, she's lost weight too.
I'm looking at my chest! It seems to be smaller.
The third young master likes plump women. If she loses weight, how can she still be liked by the third young master when she returns home
Lu Yi quickly raised her chopsticks, picked up a large piece of fish, and ate it eagerly.
Before taking two bites, her little face flashed: "Cough! Cough! Cough cough."
He slapped his chest and pinched his neck again, making his face red and blue, which was quite funny.
"Lv Yi, you are so unruly!" Dong'er put down her chopsticks and glared dissatisfied.
Lu Yi opened her mouth and let out an uncomfortable whimper.
"How can you be so uneducated in front of the lady? Just eat well. If someone sees you, you will lose all the face of the Prime Minister."
Dong'er had a straight face and taught Lu Yi a lesson.
"Ah, ah, ah." Lu Yi pointed anxiously at her throat, which was stuck by a fishbone.
"Why, I have wasted all my feelings, right? If I make such a sound, wouldn't it disturb the young lady!"
Dong'er slapped her again, this time she was directly dissatisfied.
Lu Yi blinked anxiously and pointed at his throat, but Dong'er was unmoved at all.
"Go out, go out to eat."
Dong'er glanced at Luyi for the last time in annoyance.
Knocked her out directly.
There was no greenery on the dining table, and Yun Tingruo no longer had to pretend to be sick.
He glanced at Dong'er and said, "He's getting more and more sinister."
This little girl is getting smarter and smarter, causing Lu Yi to get stuck in the shark's fin, but this is also the result of Dong'er's anger.
"No way, it's not as good as a hair of Miss." Dong'er raised her eyebrows.
"Pfft." Yun Tingruo was almost stuck.
Why does this sound so uncomfortable
"Miss, my master's face looks pretty today. It's blue and white, white and red again, and he looks like a singer on the stage."
Dong'er squinted her eyes and thought the fish soup was delicious.
"Sometimes, the limelight can't last!" Yun Tingruo took advantage of this to teach him a lesson.
Dong'er said thiefly: "Master, I have something to make up for."
She took such a big bowl on purpose, just to make the master bleed profusely!