Shen Zhaoyu was so excited just now, her heart fell into the ice cave in an instant!
She turned her head in amazement, only to find that Dongfang Jing, who had lowered her head and said nothing, had wiped off the blood and sweat on her face, stood up tremblingly from the ground, and looked at her with complicated eyes.
how can that be possible? !
She obviously messed with Le Bin's tea!
Le Pin's lower body should have lost consciousness!
Now that her lower body has lost consciousness, how will she give birth? ! Even if the baby was pulled out by force, she would definitely bleed profusely! How could she live well? !
It's Dongfang Jing!
Dongfang Jing must have thought of some way to break her situation!
"So that's it! It's Bengong who blamed Wanyun by mistake!" Her own layout was exposed, and Shen Zhaoyu didn't have time to get hurt. She hurriedly put on a disguise, stepped forward, took Dongfang Jing's hand, bit her lip and said, " Wan Yun, don't blame Ben Gong! What Ben Gong said just now was in a moment of desperation! Because Ben Gong is too worried about you and Sister Le Pin!"
"Really?" Dongfang Jing twitched the corners of her mouth, her eyes were cold, mixed with a chill of unknown meaning.
"Of course!" Shen Zhaoyu nodded again and again, and said earnestly, "Don't you know what this palace thinks about you and sister Le Pin?!"
"Well, it's clear, it's very clear." Dongfang Jing nodded thoughtfully, "The imperial concubine and empress are all in the world, and all the ministers are watching."
Shen Zhaoyu saw that Dongfang Jing didn't directly turn against her, and didn't mention the matter of tea, so she couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, and finally calmed down a little with a hanging heart, "You just need to know."
"The imperial concubine and the concubine Le are brothers and sisters. You must be willing to do anything to save the concubine Le." Dongfang Jing suddenly raised her eyes, her eyes fixed on Shen Zhaoyu's face without a trace of warmth.
"What... what do you mean? Save Concubine Le? Isn't Concubine Le fine? Why do you want me to rescue you?" Shen Zhaoyu frowned, looking at Dongfang Jing with a little more vigilance.
At this moment, Le Pin who was leaning on Emperor Ning's arms made a weak sound.
"Your Majesty doesn't know, although I have given birth to a child... but due to excessive blood loss, he is already dying." Le Pin sighed softly, "Wan Yun has already said, it may take half a month at most, or three days at least. She also said..."
"What else did she say?" Emperor Ning frowned, "Xiao Shiba has just been born, so she can't live without a mother! I won't allow you to die, and you can't die without my permission!"
Le Pin couldn't help laughing at herself in her heart. His affectionate face is really unimaginable, and the phrase "keep the small but not the big" came out of his mouth.
"She said..." Le Bin raised her eyes and glanced at Shen Zhaoyu, but finally hesitated to speak.
Emperor Ning's face darkened, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at Dongfang Jing beside him.
Dongfang Jing quickly knelt down and said seriously, "Return to Your Majesty, there is only one way to save your mother's life right now!"
"What method?! Tell me! No matter what method I use, I will keep Concubine Le!" Emperor Ning tightened his arms around Concubine Le's body with an infatuated look.
Shen Zhaoyu stood aside, feeling inexplicably uneasy.
Dongfang Jing turned around suddenly, glanced at Shen Zhaoyu, then met Emperor Ning's gaze, and said solemnly, "The solution is to find someone to transfuse the blood of Concubine Le, and make up for all the blood she lost!"