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"Yes." Li De'an secretly glanced at Shen Zhaoyu, but he still didn't dare to disobey Emperor Ning's order, so he agreed in a low voice.
Rong Pingting, who was covered in blood on the side of the bed, heard Emperor Ning's words, went crazy, and rushed forward!
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty..."
She yelled at Emperor Ning, "Your Majesty, Zhongli Wanyun killed our child! She killed my emperor! Your Majesty! You can't just let her go so easily! Your Majesty—"
Emperor Ning frowned, glared at Rong Pingting with some distaste, and then said to the imperial physicians in the imperial hospital, "Isn't there Mafeisan?! What are you quack doctors doing?! Concubine Rong died My son, the heartache is too much, and she has lost her mind! Hurry up, give her Mabosan! Let her calm down!"
"Yes! Yes... Yes!!" The imperial physicians responded repeatedly.
Murong Qianjue hugged Dongfang Jing's body and had already walked to the gate, but Dongfang Jing stopped suddenly.
He looked sideways at Dongfang Jing, his light purple pupils were dotted with silver light, and said in an almost hoarse voice, "What? Sympathy for Rong Pingting? Do you want to stay and help her take out that dead baby? She stitched up the wound?"
Dongfang Jing trembled, and looked up at Murong Qianjue in shock.
This man is so different from the fourth brother!
If the fourth brother can't see through, he can see through it at a glance!
But she couldn't see through the other party's psychology at all!
It was the same with Wuyou back then, no matter what she did, Wuyou seemed to be able to see through her, but every time she couldn't see through Wuyou's black pupils what kind of emotions were hidden behind them.
"Rong Pingting's wounds are difficult to treat, but those quack doctors in the Tai Hospital are not even good at inducing labor. That is to make Rong Pingting suffer again, and it will be her punishment for framing you." Murong Qianjue put her arms around her Her waist suddenly tightened, her pupils constricted suddenly, "Ah Jing, sometimes you are too kind. But..."
Murong Qianjue's voice paused, and suddenly he coughed faintly.
Dongfang Jing clearly felt a cold current coming from his palm, which made her tremble all over.
"However, we should consider the life and death of this king first, shouldn't we?" Murong Qianjue's lavender eyes were covered with a thin layer of ice, "Even if it is for Yuchi Wuyou's body, you You don’t want this king to be poisoned and die, do you?”
Dongfang Jing was shocked, and looked at the other party in disbelief. She clearly felt the strength on her shoulders, and only two steps out of Jinxiu Palace, Murong Qianjue had already put most of his weight on her.
She acted so well in Jinxiu Palace just now!
how
Suddenly poisoned right now? !
Dongfang Jing frowned, and hugged the other person's body. Despite her reluctance, she said with difficulty, "Be patient, let's go back to Yuhua Terrace, and I'll prepare the antidote for you right away."
Murong Qian didn't make a sound, just laughed hoarsely, "Ah Jing, I already know that you don't want to die."
Dongfang Jing rolled her eyes "..."
It is really difficult to communicate with Murong Qianjue.
Yuhua Taichung.
Seeing the two masters coming back, Dongmei hurriedly greeted them.
"Master, what's the matter?!" She looked anxious.
Dongfang Jing waved her hands and said, "Hurry up! Go heat the water!"
"What do you boil water for?" Dongmei was surprised.
"The concubine wants to take a mandarin duck bath with me." Murong Qianjue raised her eyes and interjected.
Dongfang Jing stared back at him with a blank stare, and then hurriedly explained, "Boil hot water, soak perilla and acacia, I want to induce vomiting for the prince!"