Confused the world

"Don't worry, Miss is a person blessed by God, and nothing will happen easily."

Dong Xue smiled lightly, looking at Xia Xiang's worried dark eyes, trying to give her a reassurance.

"kindness."

After a stick of incense time, Chun Yu brought the medicine.Dong Xue took it and looked at the young lady with flushed face and chapped lips.It was as if someone was mercilessly tugging in my heart. I had seen this young lady countless times in the past eight years I had known her.I don't know how many days I feed her medicine like this, probably for several months a year.

"When will the fever go down, miss?"

Chun Yu looked anxious, she didn't hate anything in her life, only seeing a young lady like this, she hated such days.Like a helpless child, I can only watch that person lying there, bearing everything alone.

She always said nothing, but slept a little longer.He said it casually, with a faint smile on his face and the most sincere eyes in his eyes, making it impossible for you to refute.

"I don't know yet, at least a day or two, maybe longer."

Dongxue said softly, but Chunyu knew that she was in pain.She is a doctor, and she has been at a loss for what to do with Miss's body for so many years. She also knows that she is suffering. She has read countless medical books. Nearly half of the books in Xiaoyao Building are medical books. recorded.

"Xia Xiang, I'll take care of Miss. You can go and rest for a while. I have already ordered Xiao Er to deliver the food to the next room."

Seeing Xia Xiang's tired look, Chun Yu said to her with concern.She knew that the young lady had this illness, and the four of them had to struggle a lot. Without good physical and mental strength, they couldn't get through it.

"I'm not hungry. I want to watch the fever subside. I have to wait until the young lady wakes up and cook her favorite dishes."

Staring straight at his forehead, Mu Qingcheng, with hot hair, remembered that young lady who always liked to play petty temper, and occasionally pretended to be cute and asked him to prepare meals for her. At this moment, she was like a sleeping child.I want to make her favorite meals and pastries, but she can't even see them, let alone eat them.

"But you still have to eat, otherwise how can you have the energy to take care of the lady. She doesn't want us to be sad. If you know you are like this, you will be sad. And if you are tired and sick, how can the lady eat what you made when you wake up?" Meals? Let’s go quickly, we will all take turns coming later. People from Xiaoyaolou will come here for at least five or six days, and the four of us have to take turns taking care of the young lady these days, and we can’t slack off at all, so the most important thing is to keep our spirits up.”

"Chunyu is right, you go to eat first. We will take care of it. After you have eaten, I will let Qiuyue go when she comes."

Hearing what the two said, Xia Xiang touched her tears, got up slowly, glanced at Mu Qingcheng, turned and left.

After she left, the two sighed deeply.This is where Xia Xiang has the strongest affection for the young lady, she was picked up by the young lady from the pile of dead people.She regards Miss as more important than her own life.

After three days like this, Mu Qingcheng's fever finally subsided, but it would flare up again at night.Repeatedly, several people took turns to take care of her until there were no other accidents.

In Xuanhua Hall of the imperial capital, the light of glazed lamps lightly beat on the cold-faced man in yellow robe.

Huangfu Jingyan wrote there persistently with a Langhao pen, and there was a thick stack of memorials on the left, and he didn't know how busy he would be tonight.

Except for the occasional footsteps from the guards outside the hall, everything else was quiet.

Suddenly a black shadow rushed into the hall, and a woman in a blue dress stepped forward to salute.

"See Your Majesty for the bamboo shadow."

Seeing the person coming, Huangfu Jingyan raised his head quickly, his eyes flustered.

"Can you find their footprints?"

There was a hint of tension in the cool and soft voice.

"No, but someone assassinated them three days ago, and your mother was injured?"

"What? Where did you go? How could she get hurt? I asked you to follow her to protect her. Why is she still hurt?"

Hearing that Mu Qingcheng was injured, his cold blue eyes instantly turned into anger, and an indescribable anger radiated from his whole body.

Zhu Ying has never seen such a majesty, even if the mission failed before, she has never been angry or even blamed.But at this moment, because he didn't protect Concubine Xian well, he lost his original calmness and indifference.Knowing that she made a mistake, Zhu Ying quickly knelt down and confessed.

"Your Majesty, Zhuying has neglected his duty, please absolve him of the crime."

"First of all, tell me who assassinated her. According to normal circumstances, you should have taken action. Why haven't you done so?"

Huangfu knew that he had passed, and returned to his calm look.She knew that the people she had trained would not make such simple mistakes, and there must be a reason.

"Shadow Tower, someone bought your empress's life at a high price. In the end, except for one leader, all those people were killed by your empress."

Thinking of the scene at that time, Zhu Ying felt a little scared.The blood-glowed person, the blood dripping down from the sword, and the eyes that were so scarlet that they could eat people.Hell Asura, that was the only thing I thought of at the time.

"One sword is fatal, why is she still injured?"

Zhuying said so, Huangfu Jingyan knew that Mu Qingcheng's martial arts should be very good.This injury is a bit strange, Emei Kungfu is also one of the best in the Jianghu, so it is not surprising that her martial arts is good.

"The subordinates don't know that after the assassin left, the empress vomited a mouthful of blood, and a girl named Dongxue next to her took the pulse for the empress and said that she was seriously injured."

Zhu Ying was also puzzled by the situation at that time.

"Seriously injured? How is she now?"

"They are recuperating in a town. The lady is still unconscious and has a high fever. Three days ago, someone sent a letter to them. They should send someone to save the lady."

unconscious?It was so serious, and with her physical condition, something serious was about to happen.Fei Ge's message should be to Murong Hanying.

Thinking of that woman, Huangfu Jingyan felt a tightness in his chest.

"Someone wants to kill her, who else but that person."

Huangfu Jingyan had already guessed who did it, and he held the memorial tightly, with resentment on his face.

"Your Majesty, do you want to investigate?"

Zhu Ying also guessed who the person His Majesty was talking about, but that person actually attacked the empress who had just entered the palace for a few days, there must be a purpose.

"No need, you keep staring at them. If there is anything to tell me immediately, I want to know everything about her. Go down."

"promise."

Zhu Ying left, and Huangfu Jingyan leaned on the chair weakly.Only a few days later, she fell ill again.Since we met, her body has always been sick.It seems that there are not as many days when you are in good health as when you are sick.

Looking dejectedly at the glazed palace lantern on the main hall, I feel a little dark in my heart.

In an inn in Yuzhou the next day, the morning light sneaked in through the slightly open windows, provoking Fanghua in a room.

The woman with black hair in the white curtain is still sleeping soundly, and the sound of even breathing adds a bit of fascination.The snowy jade-like face with black hair half-hidden added a bit of mystery.

Suddenly there was a "dangdang" knock on the door, the sound was a little hasty, as if there was a big event.

The woman on the bed slowly opened her eyes when she heard the voice.

"Come in."

The voice is gentle and gentle, just like the water from a mountain spring passing through the heart, light and comfortable, making people want to listen to it again.

The visitor heard the voice, pushed the door open and entered.Seeing the unhanging bed curtain, he lowered his head and said.

"Deacon, a letter from Hangzhou, Miss was assassinated on the way back and was injured."

"what?"

The woman on the bed sat up instantly when she heard what the person said, and lifted the curtain of the bed.

"Is it serious? Where is she now?"

The voice at this moment is no longer gentle and gentle, but anxious.Her eyes, which were as black as glazed glass, were full of panic, and that exquisitely elegant face was even more panic-stricken.

"Difeng Town, unconscious, with persistent high fever, and Miss Dongxue, please hurry to the deacon. This is letterhead."

The visitor stepped forward and handed over the letter.

The moment he saw the letter, Murong Hanying's body trembled.Get out of bed quickly, put on your clothes, and order someone to come.

"Rush to Difeng Town, let each branch on the road prepare the best horses, go quickly."

At this moment, Murong Hanying wished that he had a pair of wings and could fly to her side immediately.

Four days later, someone rushed to Difeng Town first.

Dong Xue was startled when she saw the person coming, and then said slowly.

"Siyu is here, can you bring the medicine I want?"

"Here, Mu Feng handed the medicine to Miss Dongxue. How is Miss now?"

Her voice is elegant and gentle, her face is unparalleled, her complexion is creamy, and her goose-yellow dress makes her look even brighter.

"The fever subsides, but she wakes up again at night. She has been in a coma, but this time it's a little serious. Maybe only Miss Murong can wake her up."

Thinking about the situation in the past few days, Dong Xue was also extremely anxious.

"I'll go take a look."

Dugu Siyu bypassed Dongxue, walked to the bed, looked at Mu Qingcheng who was thinner than when she left last time, and felt a bit of pain in her heart.Thinking about these unseen days, I have suffered a lot.

His body was already pitifully thin, but now it seemed that there was only a layer of skin left.His face was as pale as a piece of white paper, with no trace of blood visible.The long eyelashes cast on the eyelids like two crescents.The chapped lips looked like a sick beauty who had slept soundly for a long time.

"Miss is getting thinner and weaker."

Looking at Mu Qingcheng who was sick and weak on the bed, Dugu Siyu said softly with heartache.

"In the imperial capital, Miss has been sick all the time. After recovering from her illness, she gained weight with great difficulty, and she would always get sick again. She went back and forth for a long time. The days of entering the palace became more and more difficult, and she ate much less than usual. This disease In just a few days, it has become what it is now.”

"Murong will arrive in a few days, at least five days with her temperament. Seeing a young lady like this, she probably won't be able to bear it again."

Mentioning Murong Hanying made Dugu Siyu's heart ache even more.The expression on her face was also very painful, she didn't know who God was torturing.The two are always tormented, hovering between life and death.

"Miss, this time is the same as three years ago. It's a little tricky."

"Three years ago? Did you say that she was sick?"

When it comes to three years ago, there is a trace of panic in Dugu Siyu's eyes, and a trace of anxiety and fright on her clear face.

That is something no one wants to experience again, isn't it good, why does it happen again.

"Not only that, but the two forces in the body began to counterattack."

"It's so serious, we have to take her to Xiaoyao Building. There is everything there, and Murong can go there directly when he comes."

Things became more and more urgent, and everyone knew that things could no longer be delayed.