The princess pushes her close to a woman

The powerful and dangerous old woman was lost in her own memories, the old and decadent finally looked like an old man buried in loess up to her neck, Mohe saw the opportunity, gritted his teeth, and stabbed the long sword into her body, almost instantly, that Blood dripped down along the blade of the sword, and Shen Qingluo was thrown out. She lay powerlessly on the ground, breathing heavily almost greedily.

He Yun rushed in with a large number of palace guards and fought with that old Ou. The little prince had been protected, and Mo He staggered over to pull Shen Qingluo up and protect her to a safe place.

The scene was chaotic, He Ning rushed to pick up Shen Chengyu from the palace guard's arms, Shen Chengyu was frightened, buried his head in her arms and wept endlessly, shouting vaguely that the bad guys wanted to kill the imperial aunt, and the imperial aunt was injured.

When rushing over from the road, she had already realized that the thief had stabbed the Holy Majesty first, and now he ran to her Yu'er's palace, no matter how she looked at it, her goal was not Shen Qingluo.While comforting, He Ning searched for Shen Qingluo's figure.

When He Ning found Shen Qingluo, she closed her eyes and leaned softly against Mo He as if she had lost consciousness. The blood on Mo He's body stained her clothes red, and she seemed to be seriously injured. She hurriedly sent someone to call the imperial physician come over.

Shen Qingluo opened her eyes weakly, her throat was so painful that she couldn't speak, she reluctantly pulled the corners of her mouth, but He Ning was taken aback by the strangle marks on her neck, gratitude and guilt were intertwined, she didn't know for a while What should be said.

"Empress, Your Highness has been seriously injured and needs to go back to the palace to rest. This subordinate will leave first." Mo He said solemnly.

Where did He Ning refuse to agree?Immediately ordered someone to escort them back, and hurriedly hugged Shen Chengyu and followed behind, completely losing the calmness of the usual lord of the middle palace.

But before she walked a few steps, the eunuch Wang Gonggong next to Shen Mingze came to her in person, with beads of sweat on his forehead, he couldn't hide his anxiety and said: "Empress, please go with this old slave to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the Holy Majesty is injured. gone."

He Ning hesitated, handed Shen Chengyu to the maid, and followed the prince to the Hall of Mental Cultivation with a worried expression on his face.

That side when Shen Qingluo returned to the palace, the imperial physician hadn't arrived yet, after urging her over and over again, Mo Li rushed to invite her personally.

Shen Qingluo rushed Mo He to bandage the wound, regained some strength, took out the letter, threw it into the brazier, and returned to the bed to lie down until it was burned to ashes.

As expected, after a while, the palace guards asked to search the palace. He Yun asked her why there was a brazier in the palace with a condensed expression. Shen Qingluo replied with a sneer, "I write some clichés, and Commander He also wants to read it?"

He Yun's breath stagnated after being stabbed, and his eyes touched the sadness in her eyes, but he didn't say anything, and turned around in silence.

What else does he not understand, Princess Jinghua should treat him as an enemy...

Shen Qingluo leaned on the head of the bed, sipped the tea handed over by the maid, and relaxed, her mind was dizzy, she never thought that the people in Hua Sha Palace were so loyal to Song Ci, and dared to enter the palace to assassinate her.

A thought flashed by, but she couldn't grasp it in a daze, and instead fell into sleepiness.

The maid quickly caught the dropped cup, handed it to another person, and carefully placed Her Royal Highness Princess to lie down.

Mo Li came in angrily, but before anyone arrived, complaints had already come in, and the maid inside quickly ran out to stop it, but fortunately Shen Qingluo slept well and was not awakened.

After Mo He bandaged the wound, she heard Mo Li say that the Holy Majesty was assassinated, and all the imperial doctors in the imperial hospital were on standby in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and no one was willing to come to treat His Highness. Feeling a little scared of life, he ordered someone to go to the imperial hospital to bring back the wound medicine, and was going to smear it on Shen Qingluo.

As soon as someone touched his outer shirt, Shen Qingluo opened his eyes, covered his clothes in shock, Mo He's expression remained unchanged, and he saluted: "Your Highness, this subordinate will apply medicine to you, the Holy Majesty was assassinated, and the imperial doctors can't Come here," she paused, "Your Highness has been wronged..."

"Is the emperor's injury serious?"

Shen Qingluo wanted to get up, but found that there was pain everywhere in her body, and the old woman threw her hard.I didn't feel it at that time, but after a short rest, it became serious.

"I don't know, my subordinates have asked Mo Li to investigate the situation, and she hasn't come back yet." Mo He replied.

Shen Qingluo nodded, she'd better wait for Mo Li to come back before deciding whether or not to visit the emperor brother, "The assassin was caught?"

"Run away, but she was seriously injured, and the imperial guards have already gone after her. The subordinates reckon that she will be executed soon."

As Mo He was talking, he caught a glimpse of Shen Qingluo's indifferent expression from the corner of his eye, not delighted, and couldn't figure out what she was thinking for a moment.

Even if that person is the son-in-law's man, if he commits such a heinous crime, he will deserve to die.

Suddenly, Shen Qingluo spoke, with a hint of ruthlessness mixed in his low tone, "Mo He, you send someone to follow, and you must hurry up to silence the imperial guards, so that no one will know that Song Ci has any relationship with Huasha Palace. Any involvement..."

Even if the old woman was a loyal servant, she would not allow her to fall into the hands of the emperor alive, and Song Ci's safety must not be compromised.

Mo He understood, and personally led people to chase after him.

Shen Qing Luoping stepped back from the maid, and removed the clothes by herself. The place where the injury was almost all on the back, she couldn't see it, so she smeared the wound medicine on her hands, and wiped it on the more painful places indiscriminately, the painful tears couldn't stop pouring out.

After wiping her back, she struggled to put on her clothes and began to wipe the wound on her arm. Her white skin was red and swollen and glaring. Mo Li walked in tiptoe. Seeing that scene, she immediately covered her mouth and began to cry, unable to bear it in her heart. The people who lived in the Grand Hospital scolded Shen Qingluo a lot, and she quickly put down her sleeves, "Mo Li, when did you come in?"

"Fang, just now," Mo Li stammered, then she reached for the medicine bottle in her hand, "Princess, my servant will rub the medicine on you, you can't do it like this, these ointments need to be kneaded to be effective. "

Shen Qingluo was shocked, it hurts even to lightly touch it, and still want to rub it?

Sure enough, as soon as Mo Li put her hand on it, she reminded: "Your Highness, bear with it, it will hurt a little..."

"Mmm..." Shen Qingluo turned her face away lightly, not looking at her movements.

After smearing the medicine on her arm, Shen Qingluo's body was already dripping with cold sweat. This torture reminded her of the board that was rewarded by the emperor's brother last year, and she felt very uncomfortable in every possible way.

Although it was a last resort for her to marry Chen Ge, the emperor's brother was planning on himself first, and Shen Qingluo didn't want to ask Mo Li if it was serious, so he ordered her to turn off the lights, and quietly curled up in a corner of the bed, waiting Sleepiness came again.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation was brightly lit all night, and Shen Mingze was stabbed several times, one of which was only an inch away from his heart, and he lost a lot of blood.Shen Chengyu was tired from crying, so He Ning ordered someone to take her down to rest, and she stayed there until noon the next day, and she wanted to persuade the visiting minister to return. She was so weak that she almost couldn't stand. I advise you to go back and rest.

Song Ci pretended to be a maid and followed up the palace, using Shen Baizhi's name to visit Jinghua Palace. It's over as an assassin.

But she couldn't bear Song Ci's pleading, and she was also worried about her niece, so she agreed.Before entering the palace, he repeatedly told Song Ci to put down the tonic and leave, not to stay too long.

After successfully passing the inspection, Song Ci suppressed the joy in his heart and came to the Jinghua Palace. He asked to see him, and the maid went in to report.

But a maid, who can be seen or not seen, and Shen Qingluo is inconvenient to move, so he asked someone to accept the gift and send it away with a reward.

After receiving the golden leaf from the maid, Song Ci couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, he miscalculated, with his humble status, how could Qing Luo condescend to meet each other?

She stood still, the maid was puzzled, thought for a while, and said, "Miss is thirsty? Why don't you come to the side hall to drink some tea and rest?"

This reason is not bad, Song Ci thanked him, and followed him in.The maid poured her tea and went out.

She couldn't sit still, and when she saw people leaving, she put down her teacup, and sneaked towards the main hall. The maids in the main hall stood neatly on both sides, and there was no sign of Shen Qingluo. She reckoned that Shen Qingluo should be in the back hall.

He quietly placed the gold leaf in his hand at the feet of a court lady, and hid behind a pillar to wait for an opportunity.

Compared with other masters, Shen Qingluo treated his servants very loosely. After a while, someone deserted and found out, and began to whisper and focus on the golden leaf. Seizing the opportunity, Song Ci sneaked into the apse, There was no servant in the back hall, the plain white curtains were swaying gracefully, and the figure on the bed was looming, her heart was beating happily.

As she approached, the faint cold fragrance approached, Shen Qingluo's frowning brows could not help but relax a little, she seemed to smell the scent of Song Ci, and couldn't help changing her posture, suddenly thinking that this was impossible, Before the wry smile appeared on his lips, he was startled by the strange maid beside the bed.

Because Song Ci's clothes were dressed as the maids in Wanyi's mansion, Shen Qingluo didn't ask someone to drive her out immediately, but she was a little displeased, and lightly reprimanded: "Presumptuous! Who allowed you to come in?"

Even Bo Nu is very good-looking, Song Ci hooked his lips and smiled slightly, and looked at her without blinking, showing no fear at all, Shen Qingluo was stared at by the unruly servant, and he was condescending, although in his heart There was a slight strangeness, but not enough to be angry, she opened her lips, ready to call someone.

Song Ci said, "Qing Luo, it's me..."

"Song, Song Ci?"

Shen Qingluo couldn't help trembling when she heard the words, and at the moment she couldn't believe it, she was overwhelmed by ecstasy. She lifted the thin quilt on her body, and before she could get up, she was thrown on her body by Song Ci. The pain was so painful that she couldn't even cry out, little Her face was wrinkled like an old lady with a wrinkled face.

"Qing Luo, I miss you so much..." Song Ci's tone was full of the joy and excitement of the reunion after a long absence, how could he still retain the coldness and self-control of the past?Before the lips that were glowing with cold fragrance fell, Shen Qingluo tilted her head, and pushed her down with all her strength.