It was slightly cool outside, and a few insects chirped muffledly, but the room was filled with boredom, and the hot air enveloped it, making it so oppressive that it made people breathless.
The room was brightly lit, and several rows of dim candles swayed slightly with the breeze blowing outside the window, casting swaying shadows on the table.
The tall figure of Emperor Wu was made extraordinarily slender. Emperor Wu looked at the unconscious and pale-faced beautiful woman on the bed with pity and pain.
Her hair as smooth as flowing water was scattered on the pillow, and there was a trace of messy hair covering the side of her face. Her stubborn lips were tightly pressed, and her brows were furrowed, as stubborn as she was.
Emperor Wu slowly sat next to her and stretched out his hand to push back her hair that had fallen in front of her head. When he touched her slightly cold face, his hand trembled violently and his face was shocked. , stood up suddenly.
"Mr. Wang...Mr. Wang..."
After a period of chaos, Imperial Physician Wang barely even put on his clothes and crawled over. He hurried over with a group of outstanding performers from the Imperial Physician's Department.
"Quick, look at your concubine!" Seeing the Imperial Physician Wang personally carrying the medicine box and bringing several imperial children, Emperor Wu hurriedly got out of the way, with a look of anxiety on his face: "Physician Wang, I order you to take the medicine before tomorrow morning. Rescue the noble concubine, if anything goes wrong, you are the only one I can ask!"
Doctor Wang didn't bother to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead: "I will definitely do my best!"
After checking the pulse of the imperial concubine, Doctor Wang showed a look of shock on his face. He caressed her forehead lightly regardless of the male-female suspicion. This touch made Doctor Wang's eyes suddenly widen and widen with death. He stared at the unconscious woman whose face was as pale as a ghost.
Without even retracting his hand, he fell to the ground in despair, with an expression of unprecedented shock, unprecedented horror, unprecedented fear, and unprecedented panic.
When the others saw it, their hearts lifted, they tightened their sleeves, and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong? How is the imperial concubine?"
Doctor Wang seemed to have lost his soul, and just murmured: "It's not good, it's not good, even the weak breathing is going to disappear, even the weak breathing is going to disappear..."
Emperor Wu was very angry after hearing the report from the imperial physician Wang. He threw down the precious teapot on the table. It made a crisp sound in the palace and the imperial physician Wang shrank.
Under the illumination of dim candles, Emperor Wu's tall figure seemed to be enveloped by the aura of the night devil, exuding a strong cold air.
His face seemed to be heartbroken, disbelieving, and sarcastic: "See you for the last time? Imperial Physician Wang, Imperial Physician Wang, you are commonly known in the palace as the wonderful hand of rejuvenation. No matter what kind of difficult and complicated diseases come into your hands, you can cure them. Today you But you told me with your own eyes that your concubine is dying? Are you kidding me?"
At the end of his speech, Emperor Wu's voice rose several decibels, carrying a terrifying majesty.
This made Dr. Wang, who had always been very steady, feel a little scared.
Bowing his head and kowtowing, his body was trembling uncontrollably, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I tried my best to maintain the faint breath of the imperial concubine and preserve her life, but the slightest The effect of my hair will only be effective until tomorrow morning at 9:00, when... then... "
Nothing can be done.
He lowered his head deeply, feeling helpless and desperate.
This is the first time he has encountered such a difficult situation. If the imperial concubine is not so desperate, as long as he does not hurt the vital points and has a trace of breath, he can snatch the person back from the King of Hell. But for the desperate person, he only wants to die for relief. He really has no choice at all!
The wind whistled loudly, accompanied by sobbing cries, and the flapping screens rustled.
The candlelight flickered, swaying in a line, tilted to one side, and almost extinguished.
Doctor Wang didn't say anything about it, but Emperor Wu also guessed a little bit.
There was a loud "bang", and the tea cup, snacks and other things on it were scattered all over the place.
The tablecloth, which was exquisitely made, painted with carved patterns and covered with fine brocade, fell to the ground and shattered into pieces in an instant.
It can be seen how powerful the force used by Emperor Wu was, with the power to destroy everything.
Doctor Wang lowered his head and looked at the fragments that were shattered on the ground, feeling a few hundred points cold in his heart.
With a low sigh, he has been in charge of the Imperial Medical Office for so many years and has always been conscientious and has never made any mistakes. His reputation is also excellent. There is really no miscellaneous disease that cannot be solved by his hands.
Today's calamity is still inevitable!
Jun Yifan also heard the news. Before Xiao Mo finished reporting, Jun Yifan, who was talking to Wu Ye with a smile on his face, loosened his hand holding the tea cup slightly, and the smile froze on his face. The cup lost its support and fell to the ground with a loud sound.
This loud noise also made Jun Yifan react, and he repeated in a daze: "Isn't it okay to be a noble concubine?"
"Back to Your Highness, it is said that the doctors at the Imperial Medical Office tried their best and could only extend the life of the imperial concubine until tomorrow morning." Xiao Mo bowed his head and said.
Wu Ye's eyes flashed slightly, as if there was a flash of red light. It was extremely coquettish, weird, but also shocking and breathtaking.
Is she going to die? About to die
Jun Yifan's face turned from normal to pale, from pale to cyan, from cyan to red, all kinds of colors were mixed, and countless thoughts went through his mind at the same time.
He should be happy that she died. He had avenged his mother, and her mother could finally rest in peace in heaven.
But there was some pain in his heart. He finally understood why he felt uncomfortable when the imperial concubine stabbed the dagger into her body that day.
No matter how evil she is, she is still the biological mother who gave birth to him! Even though he didn't want to admit it, the fact was there.
No matter how much he screams hysterically, it won't help. That is an ironclad fact.
All the strength in Jun Yifan's body seemed to have been drained away.
Xiao Mo took a step forward, frowned and said worriedly: "Your Highness, your face doesn't look good. Do you want to ask the imperial doctor to take a look?"
Jun Yifan waved his hand lightly and returned to normal: "No, you can go down first!"
"yes!"
After Xiao Mo went out, Jun Yifan turned his attention to Wu Ye, who was drinking crystal clear green tea.
Wu Ye also put down the tea cup and looked at him, raising his eyebrows slightly: "It's all up to you. Anyway, no matter whether it's cured or not, Ye Xingtong and I will leave. You can't stop me, but I have to explain one thing first. Okay, Concubine, please promise to let us leave safely! Don’t pester Ye Xingtong anymore.”
"I don't know, I don't know..." Jun Yifan seemed to have lost his soul, holding his head with both hands and muttering in pain.
"I know this is hard for you, but you have to make a decision."
After a long silence, Jun Yifan slowly raised his head, his eyes already filled with silence: "Save her!"
…
Ye Xingtong, who was sleeping, had no idea about the chaos that happened in the middle of the night. When she woke up, she was already in a comfortable carriage.
Her body swayed slightly as the carriage moved, and the dazzling light when she opened her eyes made her frown slightly.
He stood up and looked around, only to realize that he was in a small car, but the interior was very finely decorated, and almost everything he could think of that would be used on a daily basis was available here.
The brocade quilt on her body is also made of fine Yun brocade. The material is soft and the workmanship is exquisite. It is unusual at first glance and feels soft and soft.
Wu Ye was sitting not far away next to Ping Ji, with clear eyes and lazily drinking tea. The sun shined through the swaying car window, and a few golden rays shone on his face. His hair fell down from his forehead and fluttered, adding a touch of mystery to his whole body, making him look like a fairy.
This is nothing more than banishing immortals from heaven!
Ye Xingtong thought secretly.
It's not that she has never seen a handsome man before, but she has never seen one so beautiful and inhuman.
After being absent-minded several times, Ye Xingtong couldn't help but despise himself.
It’s not like I’ve never seen a man before. How could he be so greedy and keep staring at others in a daze
"you're awake?"
The magnetic and cold voice sounded, causing Ye Xingtong, who was still in a daze, to wake up instantly and raise his head in confusion: "You called me?"
For a moment, Ye Xingtong didn't realize the situation she was in.
Ye Xingtong, who suddenly felt that he should be in the palace after a sudden thought, sat up and walked to Wu Ye's side in two or three steps. Before he could sit down, the carriage bumped and Ye Xingtong accidentally fell to Wu Ye. Ye's arms.
In desperation, she put her arms around his neck to stabilize herself.
The faint fragrance came, mixed with the touch of the other person's warm skin, and Ye Xingtong almost lost consciousness again, and his face couldn't help but get hot.
Wu Ye's body also stiffened, and the hand holding the tea cup almost lost its grip and fell to the ground.
The warm breath blew between his ears, like a feather crossing his ears, making his ears move slightly, but his body did not dare to move.
The two people were in a stalemate, hugging each other in a strange posture. No one moved first. The temperature in the air suddenly rose, and there was an ambiguous atmosphere.
"Miss Ye, are you okay?" The carriage gradually stabilized, and Jingchen's concerned words came in.
Jingchen's sudden voice made both of them react at the same time. Ye Xingtong's face turned even redder, and she quickly took a step back and away from Wu Ye, her heart beating continuously.
She could even hear her heartbeat thumping. It was strange. When she fell in love with Jin Qicai in her previous life, her heart didn't beat so fast!
He coughed lightly and said, "No, no, I'm fine, I'm fine. You can go on your way without any worries!"
Wu Ye was also extremely embarrassed, and the slight redness on his earlobes couldn't go away for a long time.
(End of chapter)