Yu Chimo was covered in blood, sitting on top of a steed, holding a long knife, and with one knife, splitting the gravel that fell on her all over her body, looking down at her, then turned her eyes and shouted angrily at a group of subordinates, "Protect the Goddess!"
Zhongli Yuyan raised her head, subconsciously stretched out her hand to block the dazzling sunlight, and the man slowly approached her from between her fingers!
Yu Chimo got off the horse, planed a pile of crushed ice with his bare hands, and pulled her out.
With his long arms, he hugged her huddled body horizontally!
Zhongli Yuyan's bone-cold body was pressed against his chest, and suddenly he felt very warm. She was married to a powerful person since she was born. She was a pawn used by her father to play court games, and a tool used by her mother to curry favor with her father. She had never really felt the warmth of this world!
When she married Yu Chimo, she had no feelings for him at all, but at this moment... when she was most vulnerable, he broke into her world.
Zhongli Yuyan couldn't help but leaned into his arms, stretched out her hands, and tightly hooked Yu Chimo's neck, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.
Yu Chimo is so smart, he understood it all at once, leaned down suddenly, and whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid, with Ben Gong here, you will be fine."
Zhongli Yuyan's relaxed heart was hit all of a sudden, the man's breath brushed her face, like a ray of sunshine in winter, illuminating her life that had been lifeless for a long time.
Two hours later.
Chengqian Palace, side hall.
Shen Zhaoyu woke up faintly, but the long sword was still stuck in her chest, and none of the imperial doctors dared to remove it.
"Zhaoyu, don't be afraid... I will definitely find a way to cure you." Emperor Ning sat on the head of Shen Zhaoyu's bed and let her rest on his knees, "Just pull out the sword and stop the bleeding, and you will be cured." It's fine."
"Your Majesty, the ministers have discussed it. The sword of the imperial concubine... I'm afraid I can't pull it out randomly." Liu Yuanjuan of the Imperial Hospital knelt down and replied with a trembling voice.
"What do you mean?!" Emperor Ning asked coldly.
"Although the sword on Niangniang's chest does not hurt her vitals, it is close to her heart... If there is a slight deviation, the humble ministers don't know what the consequences will be!" Liu Yuanpan was sweating profusely.
"Be clearer!" Emperor Ning waved his long sleeves, "I'm raising a group of imperial physicians like you, what the hell are you doing for food?!"
"Your Majesty, forgive me!" All the imperial doctors in the imperial hospital immediately knelt down.
"Your Majesty..." Shen Zhaoyu twitched the corners of his lips weakly, and looked at Emperor Ning with a haggard face, "Your Majesty, this is the order of my concubines, why should you make it difficult for them. The concubines understand that it is dangerous to draw a sword. Imperial physicians don't have a perfect solution, and my concubines don't blame them."
"Zhaoyu... Hey!" Emperor Ning looked guilty, "You are so kind! You don't want others to be hurt, but you get yourself covered in bruises every time!"
"Mother Concubine, it's my son's fault. I know I'm wrong, I beg Mother Concubine to persevere!" Yuchi was so wounded that he knelt down in front of Shen Zhaoyu's bed, wanting to beat the ground non-stop!
Shen Zhaoyu glanced at him quietly, thinking in his heart that the time should be almost up, turned his eyes to Emperor Ning, sighed and said, "Your Majesty, if Zhaoyu can't pass this test, can you make Zhaoyu a wish."
"Don't talk nonsense! You will definitely be able to survive! Whatever wish you have, just say it, I will satisfy you, as long as you are safe and sound, I can do whatever you want!"