Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

The moon shines brightly in the deep palace, and the beauty is mostly worried.

Jianning was sitting in front of the bed, drinking half a glass of fruit wine alone and sighing uncontrollably. At this moment, the palace maid hurriedly came to report:

"No, princess!"

"The noble concubine, she..."

"What's wrong with my concubine?" Jianning stood up suddenly and said angrily: "Speak carefully, or I will pull out your tongue."

"Your Majesty, she vomited blood." The palace maid replied tremblingly.

"What!" Jianning's legs and feet went weak, and he stumbled backwards, hitting a hard object with a "thump".

The palace maid looked behind Jianning and shouted in fright:

"Stab...assassin!"

"Haha, I'm not an assassin. I don't believe you, Palace Master." Murong Fu helped Jianning and said calmly.

The news reached Jianning's ears, causing him to immediately turn around. When he saw it was Murong Fu, he was overjoyed and said, "Prince Yan, are you back?"

"Haha, I just entered the city." Murong Fu said with a smile.

"What about...the flowers?" Jianning asked hesitantly.

"here."

Murong Fu also heard what the palace maid said when he came back and did not delay.

He took out two [Emperoral Flowers] from his arms and handed them to Princess Jianning.

"So beautiful!" Jianning, like other women, praised the flower unconsciously after seeing it, and then immediately thought of her mother-in-law's body.

He grabbed Murong Fu's arm, regardless of the difference between men and women, and ran towards Concubine Jia's bedroom as hard as he could.

"Hey! Leave the old man alone."

Yuan Shixiao was always following Murong Fu like a follower.

Unexpectedly, Jianning didn't see him at all, turned around and pulled the latter away.

As a result, he was left alone in the wind.

"Princess, don't panic. If you want to leave, I will take you for a ride." Murong Fu looked at Jianning who was out of breath every two steps and joked.

In turn, he hugged her in his arms, took three steps and leaped, and ran towards Concubine Jia's bedroom.

It was an easy journey.

Only Yuan Shixiao, who was behind him, was stopped by the Ouchi guards after running a few steps.

When the two sides disagreed, they started fighting.

I heard that Wei Tuo was finally alerted and he was repelled.

"Princess, your concubine..." The imperial doctor knelt at the door of Concubine Jia, not daring to breathe for fear of having his head cut off if something went wrong.

"Get away!"

Jianning crossed the other side angrily and hurriedly pulled Murong Fu in.

Looking at her already frail mother, tears couldn't stop flowing down her face.

"Princess, don't cry. Give this petal to the concubine first, and maybe a miracle will happen." Murong Fu picked off a leaf from the "Emperor Immortal Flower" and reminded him.

"right!".

Jianning quickly took the petals, crushed them with a medicine bowl, and drank them with water for Jia Fei.

The imperial doctor outside the door was so frightened when he saw Jianning feeding medicine randomly.

Afraid that something might happen that would implicate him, he tried to dissuade her several times, but Jianning's fierce eyes made him afraid to speak.

"Concubine?"

Jianning looked at Concubine Jia worriedly, begging for a miracle to happen quickly, but saw that the water she had just given him was flowing out from her mouth.

"What...what should I do?"

The imperial doctor was shocked that the medicine had no effect. This was a sign of inevitable death.

My whole body was shaking even more violently.

As the attending physician, if the imperial concubine died, according to Jianning's usual aggressive temperament, she would most likely be buried with her.

"let me."

When Jianning almost collapsed in despair, Murong Fu took the medicine bowl from her hand.

Another full bowl was poured.

Regardless of whether it was in compliance with etiquette or not, he pried open the concubine's mouth with his hands and poured all the water directly into her mouth.

Lifting the quilt, he used his spiritual power with his fingertips and pressed hard on Concubine Jia's three large acupoints: [Zigong], [Jiuwei], and [Zhongwan].

Concubine Jia's delicate body reacted immediately, and her neck couldn't help but lift up.

The water in his mouth was like pouring into a dry well, "Gulu~" and "Gulu~" he poured it down.

"Drink, drink!" Jianning jumped up excitedly.

The imperial doctor was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but also took a breath of joy. Then he shook his head and sighed secretly.

It's nothing more than a bowl of water with flower petals.

It is impossible to save Concubine Jia’s life, she thought in her heart:

"Dead, dead."

"There's nothing to be happy about."

At this moment, he saw Concubine Jia suddenly twitching all over.

His limbs kept beating against the bed board, looking extremely painful.

When everyone saw this, they were all extremely anxious.

Jianning even threw herself on Concubine Jia, hugged her tightly, and cried:

"Mother concubine, mother concubine!"

"It's Jianning's fault that he made you suffer a lot before his death."

Murong Fu couldn't help but feel confused when he saw this. He didn't know much about [Utanxian Flower] and couldn't make any effective inferences at all.

Suddenly.

His body suddenly pushed forward, and in an instant, Jianning was knocked away. With a "wow" sound, he spat out a large piece of black blood.

Everyone was so frightened that they took a step back, fearing that there was some poison in the blood.

Only, the imperial doctor who was kneeling on the ground jumped up from the ground with a "bang" and shouted like crazy: "The liver is depressed and the qi is blocked, and the blood in the heart is clotted."

"Just spit it out!"

"What do you mean?" Jian Ningwen asked angrily.

"The empress can be saved, the empress can be saved." The imperial doctor said excitedly: "As long as the empress can drain out the congestion in her heart, she will be saved!"

"Really?" Jianning quickly supported Concubine Jia, rubbed her thin back, and kept saying: "Mom, spit more, spit more."

"Yes, my dear, please vomit more, spit out all the congestion, and the disease will be cured." The imperial doctor was also cheering at the side.

After counting the breaths.

Concubine Jia wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, lay on the bed extremely weak, and said: "Thank you, Your Highness, Prince Yan. If it weren't for you, I would probably die."

"Haha, there's no need to be polite, Madam. You are a lucky person and have your destiny." Murong Fu said politely.

But there was a little "whispering" in my heart.

The reason was that when he was treating Concubine Jia, he clearly felt that there was a true energy in her body that was not weaker than that of a great master warrior.

No, it doesn't seem like he's really angry.

More like spiritual...power!

Wait, to be precise, it should be the magic power of the demons!

Concubine Jia seemed to understand what Murong Fu was thinking. She looked at Jianning and said, "Mother wants to eat pumpkin porridge. You take them to cook a bowl for me."

"Ah~pumpkin porridge?" Jianning said obediently: "Concubine, please wait, I will go to the imperial kitchen now and let them cook it for you."

With that said, he told Murong Fu a few words and immediately rushed to the imperial dining room with the palace maid.

Concubine Jia glanced at the eunuchs and maids under her, took them all out, and said, "Prince Yan, do you see that my identity is not simple?"

"If your Majesty doesn't say anything, I won't ask anything." Murong Fu said calmly.

"Haha, you are indeed the famous "Nan Murong" all over the world. Concubine Jia changed her usual frail appearance and said with a slightly heroic air: "To be honest, I am a saint of the [Tianli Sect]." "