At the beginning, the empress will be the queen and eat soft rice to open the blind box

The gate of Deshengfang.

Xiao Jifeng, who hurried over with his private soldiers, heard Yue Zhi's roar from a distance.

The third master's heart skipped a beat, and an extremely ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

With a wave of his hand, the private soldiers speeded up, blowing towards the Grand Marshal's Mansion like the wind.

In front of the Marshal's Mansion.

Xiao Moyi's beautiful face lost its color and looked pale and haggard.

"Yue...zhi, I, I'm so cold...can you...can you... give me a hug?"

Yue Zhi nodded desperately, tears rolling down his face.

"Mo Yi, don't sleep, I'll take you to the doctor right away!"

The corner of Xiao Moyi's mouth twitched, and he forced a smile,
"Yue...zhi, I...don't...don't...don't want to be called...your brother-in-law...do you know?"

Yue Zhi nodded, tears kept falling on Xiao Moyi's face,

"I know, I know, Mo Yi, you have to be strong."

He couldn't bear the hatred, he hugged Xiao Moyi with his right hand, stretched out his left hand, and restrained Xiao Shengyi with a spiritual force.

Xiao Shengyi was frightened dumbfounded, he didn't know why his third sister was the one who was hit by the flying knife.

Yue Zhi exhaled and inhaled spiritual power from his left palm, and Xiao Shengyi's body flew up involuntarily.

He gathered his five fingers together, his fingers like iron pincers tightly grasped Xiao Shengyi's throat.

From a distance, it seems that Xiao Shengyi himself rushed to put his throat into the grasp of Yue Zhi's left hand.

Xiao Moyi stretched out his right hand tremblingly in Yue Zhi's arms, as if he wanted to touch his face.

Yue Zhi looked at the two abnormal blushes rising from her pretty face, and felt a little scared in his heart, it couldn't be a flashback!

He hugged Xiao Moyi with his right hand, and held Xiao Shengyi with his left hand.

Fourth Young Master Xiao's face was swollen, his body was suspended in the air, and he kicked non-stop.

At the end of the long street, a group of people ran desperately.

The leader shouted loudly when he was far away,

"Yue Zhi, keep people under the sword!"

The corner of Yue Zhi's mouth twitched, showing a ferocious smile, keeping someone under the knife, Reunima!

The five fingers of his left hand were clenched suddenly, and Xiao Shengyi's throat cartilage was crushed with a "click".

Xiao Shengyi scratched his arms and legs, and couldn't take in any more air through his mouth and nose.

He desperately clasped his throat with his fingers, but it didn't help.

Xiao Jifeng said loudly while running,

"Yue Zhi, as long as you keep Shengyi alive, the Xiao family is willing to pay any price!"

Yue Zhi shook his head lightly,

"Third Uncle, I will call you Third Uncle for the last time. Your family's Xiao Shengyi's life is fate. Are other people's lives muddy?"

Without any further hesitation, he said goodbye with his left thumb, and Xiao Shengyi's fragile cervical vertebra snapped in two with a "click".

Xiao Shengyi's planing hands and feet dropped instantly.

Xiao Jifeng, who flew over from afar, howled miserably: "No~~~"

Yue Zhi threw out his left hand, Xiao Shengyi's corpse flew straight over, and landed precisely in Xiao Jifeng's arms.

Xiao Jifeng subconsciously reached out to catch his son's body.

He lowered his head blankly, just in time to see Xiao Shengyi's protruding eyes like dead fish.

Without the support of the cervical spine, the son's head swayed like soft noodles.

Xiao Jifeng's chest felt tight, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and he collapsed to the ground.

The Xiao family's private soldiers and warriors he brought over were flustered, lifted up Xiao Jifeng and his son, and turned back to Xiao's mansion.

Xiao Moyi's breath became more and more rapid,

"Yue... Zhi, why... I can't see you, where are you?"

She stretched out her hand in a daze, grabbing at random in the air.

Yue Zhi's heart was twisted like a knife, and he pressed his left hand against her vest, pouring in his spiritual power and true energy as if he didn't need money.

Xiao Moyi's breathing calmed down a little,
"Yue Zhi, I've always wanted to ask, have you ever loved me?"

Her voice was no longer intermittent, and a trace of blood appeared on her pretty face.

"I like you, I like you so much, Xiao Moyi, you must get better, and when you recover from your injury, I will marry you right away."

Shyness flashed across Xiao Moyi's beautiful eyes,
"I haven't agreed to marry you yet!"

Her eyelids grew heavy,

"Yue Zhi, I'm so sleepy."

"No, don't sleep, Xiao Moyi, look at me, I am your favorite Yue Zhi."

Such a big incident happened outside, the servants of the Marshal's Mansion have already reported to the Patriarch.

Han Shuang hurried over with a big sword in both hands.

"Master Yue, are you alright?"

Yue Zhi tilted his head to prevent her from seeing the tears in the corner of his eyes,
"I'm fine, Mo Yi is injured. This silly girl, even if she doesn't push me away, Xiao Shengyi can't hurt me."

He looked tenderly at Xiao Moyi's pretty face, which was pale due to excessive blood loss.

Han Shuang reached out to pick up Xiao Moyi,
"Hurry up and go to the mansion for treatment, what are you waiting for here?"

Yue Zhi hesitated for a moment, then handed Xiao Moyi over.

After all, Han Shuang and him already have a marriage contract, Yue Zhi has been hugging Xiao Moyi, Miss Han Shuang must not look good.

Xiao Moyi's eyelids that were battling opened suddenly, shaking his head in horror,

"No, I don't want others to hug me!"

Yue Zhi was slightly embarrassed,

"Shuang'er,... this..."

Miss Han Shuang didn't care at all, she waved her hand and said,
"Then you continue to hug and send it to the mansion, and don't lose your spiritual energy."

Yue Zhi glanced at Han Shuang gratefully, and rushed into the Marshal's Mansion with Xiao Moyi in his arms.

Han Shuang looked at the back of Xiao's private soldiers going away, pondered for a while, and called two confidantes to give some instructions.

The two of them respectfully replied yes, and turned to deliver the letter.

Han Shuang was afraid that Xiao's dog would jump over the wall in a hurry, so he sent a letter to the empress in the imperial city and Han Chengcheng in the Forbidden Army camp.

The doctors of the Han family are all retired from the army, and they are very good at treating red wounds.

Two old doctors with white beard and hair, one grabbed Xiao Moyi's wrist to feel his pulse.

The other one was not idle, and directly pulled out the Willow Leaf Flying Knife nailed under the shoulder blades on her back.

The flying knife was pulled out, and a dark black blood arrow sprayed out from the wound.

The old doctor sniffed his nose, and then his expression changed drastically.
"The python poison in Changfeng Forest?"

The old doctor who signaled the pulse was also surprised.
"Brother Wang, are you sure?"

Mr. Wang nodded fiercely,
"It can't be wrong, my brother died at the hands of Chang Feng Thirteen Yao Lao Eleven, Chang Yongchuan, because of this kind of poison."

A glimmer of hope rose in Yue Zhi's heart,
"Doctor, can it be cured?"

Doctor Wang quickly took out a porcelain bottle, and applied the medicinal powder inside to Xiao Moyi's wound.

Xiao Moyi had already fallen into a coma, and he still frowned, as if he felt pain.

"I'll give it a try, but I can't guarantee it. You guys wait outside first, and don't disturb my consultation with Brother Lei."

Yue Zhi didn't dare to refute, so he had to back out.

Han Shuang arranged for the aftermath and hurried over.

"Young Master Yue, how about Mo Yi?"

Yue Zhi's face was full of bitterness, he shook his head,
"The doctor is resuscitating, but I don't know the situation yet."

Han Shuang reached out and took his big hand,
"Don't worry, Mo Yiji is a celestial figure, he will be fine!"