Chapter Thirty-Eight: Seize the Opportunity to Get the Formula
When there were only the three of them left in the side hall and Mo Wuxue who was lying on the bed, Wan Qimo genius spoke again: "She also hit Wuhua Ling, and the toxicity is more fierce than that of her father, from what she said before, the poison of her father is accumulated little by little, and Jin's hand is not so heavy, and now Mo Wuxue has eaten a full amount, fortunately, it didn't take long to eat the poison, and she vomited some just now." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
"Girl, why are you just like your mother......" Wan Qian Zhonghua lamented in his heart, this girl's life is miserable......
"Then what should I do, I know that there is no antidote, and now it's over......" Ke Cheng looked at the woman on the bed, and suddenly shed tears, this is Mo Fanxue's child, why are the lives of the three of their mothers and daughters so bitter, and all three of them have suffered the sin of Wuhualing.
"Father, what does this mean, do you know her mother?" Wan Qi Motian was very strange, what the hell is this?
"It's like this now, I'll tell you the truth, in fact, ......" Ke Cheng was about to tell Wan Qian Motian everything with tears in his eyes, but he didn't expect that at this time, Yin and Ming came with Yuan Shentian.
"Your Majesty, Lord, let him show Miss. Yin invited Yuan Shentian to go up, Yuan Shentian originally wanted to make a salute according to the rules of the palace, but was blocked by Wan Qi Zhongji, he knew that Yin could bring this person, then this person must be Yun Ye's subordinate.
"Don't be polite, let's hurry up and see how this girl is. After Wan Qi Zhonghua finished speaking, Yuan Shentian had already walked to the bedside, but he saw ......
"Lord Wang, can you put the young lady down first. As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes gathered in one place. Wan Qi Motian then remembered that he was still sitting on the bed, and he was still holding Mo Wangxue in his arms. Although Wan Qian Motian was a little embarrassed at this moment, he still carefully put Mo Wuxue aside steadily. Then Yuan Shentian began to diagnose Mo Wangxue's pulse.
And all of this was seen by Wan Qi Zhonghua, how could he not understand his son's thoughts, if Yunye could be blessed to survive, then it would be okay for him to be a matchmaker for the two of them.
"Fortunately, Miss told me about Wuhualing some time ago, and now it seems that she cleared the toxin for Miss just now, right?" Yuan Shentian withdrew his hand, stood up and said his opinion, and looked at the people around him, but when he saw Ke Cheng, the whole person was stunned, just for a second, Yuan Shentian retracted his gaze, thinking about other things in his mind, and his mouth was still talking about the topic just now, "Although a lot of poison has been removed, there is no antidote, and after a period of time, he will still die." ā
"Is that no way?" Wan Qi Motian didn't know why, he felt that even the last shred of hope was shattered, and he would lose her, yes, lose a very important chess piece. Wan Qi Motian emphasized to himself in his heart, but his eyes unconsciously looked towards Mo Wangxue's pale face.
At this time, the dormitory became unusually silent, and only the sudden cry attracted the attention of a group of men. No one went back to blame her for losing her temper in front of the emperor at this time, and it seemed that everyone's mood was the same. Wan Qi Zhonghua dragged his body and slowly walked to the edge of the bed and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Girl, if we walk together on the Huangquan Road, you won't be lonely, but when I think of so many important people who also died under this poison, I always feel that there are still many things to be done, how can I leave so quickly?"
"Father, don't ...... it"
"We're not going to die so soon, we still have a lot to do. A female voice interrupted Wan Qi Motian's words, and the few people below looked nervously at the person who spoke, Yin stopped crying, and ran to the side of the bed to help Mo Wangxue, she woke up, but she was still weak. When she was half asleep, she could feel everything that was happening around her.
"Your Majesty, give me a little time, I can make the antidote before going to Huangquan, but I still have to trouble the prince and Uncle Cheng to poison us during this time. Mo Wangxue's words were like a reassuring pill for everyone. After Mo Wangxue finished speaking, she gestured to Yin with her eyes, Yin took out the paper she had hidden there from her waist, she handed it to the pavilion master, Mo Wangxue looked at the contents of the paper and handed it out, "When Concubine Li came, I let Yin go to her bedroom, this is the recipe for no flower feathers." ā
Ke Cheng took the piece of paper and looked at it, and then handed the prescription to Wan Qi Motian: "How do you know that this recipe will be in Jin Fuqu's palace?"
Because of Wan Qi Motian's presence, Mo Wangxue didn't say it very clearly: "Uncle Cheng, have you forgotten what I do?" This sentence is indeed not understood by other people except Wan Qi Zhongzhen, Ke Cheng and Mo Wangxue's own people here, Wan Qian Motian thought that she was talking about her identity as a miracle doctor, and there were naturally many capable people around her, so she didn't think much about it, as long as there was a way to solve the problem in front of him, the rest should know so much to do? He didn't have the heart to study other things carefully as far as it seems.
That's right, what Yuan Shentian found out before was this good news, the small note that was burned by Mo Wangxue was written about this matter, originally Mo Wangxue wanted to go to Chonghua Palace to get this prescription by himself, and then sent Yin out of the palace to do another thing, but he didn't expect that he would also be poisoned, and he was careless, and he hadn't developed the habit of guarding against others. Although he seized this opportunity to appear suddenly, he finally trapped himself, and now it seems that the blood of the emperor obtained before is useless, and this is also his own fault.
"Your Majesty, but now that the situation is in front of you, the bowl of blood you promised me is useless, and I blame me for not arranging it clearly. Mo Wangxue felt a little guilty, after all, the emperor was the Ninth Five-Year Emperor, and he took so much of his blood by force, but it was wasted.
"What are you doing here, how can you take a bowl of blood from your father?" Wan Qi Motian didn't care about the Ninety-Five, and he didn't want to say how precious his father's blood was, "My father's body is still so weak, and you took so much blood from him......"
"Tian'er," Wan Qi Zhonghua called Wan Qi Motian and motioned him to stop talking, "It's okay, it's my own consent, it's okay, it's okay." ā
After listening to his father's words, Wan Qi Motian didn't want to say anything, a pair of eyes under the frowning eyebrows looked at Mo Wuxue who was leaning on the shoulder of the voice meaningfully, when she saw that face, Wan Qi Motian hesitated, she seemed to have a special attraction, and a beautiful face was easier to capture a man's heart when she was so weak.
"But if you let Yin steal her prescription and can't find anything, will Concubine Li ......" Yuan Shentian always thought more, which was also his habit of being the general office over the years.
"It's okay, it's okay, the concubine has stayed here for so long, I have enough time to copy a copy, and the original copy is still with her. "Yin has also noticed this problem, but fortunately she is clever enough.
"In this case, this king will leave first, father, there are still things to deal with in the son's palace, when you need the son's minister, just send someone to inform you. After Wan Qi Motian finished speaking, he walked out with the Ming, I don't know why, he felt that he couldn't stay in the side hall anymore, and what came to his mind was the scene when he hugged Mo Wangxue in his arms just now, as if there was still her residual warmth on his arm, if he stayed any longer, he really didn't know what he would think.
Several people watched Wan Qian Motian leave, and Mo Wangxue also found that his mask was placed on the table in the distance at the same time, and reached out to touch his face, and was shocked, but he remembered that it seemed that the person who took off his mask should be the person next to Jin Fuqu, and the person who saved him was him, when he saw this face, he should not have recognized it, half of his heart was happy, but the other half was lost.
"Cloud Night ......" Ke Cheng was very worried when he watched her movements, as if he saw her thoughts.
"Uncle Cheng, it's okay. Mo Wuxue slowly lay down, "I want to rest for a while, Your Majesty, you go back and rest first." ā
"Okay, then you have to have a good rest, girl, that girl, go and help your young lady get some food, by the way, call the person outside the door to get it." Wan Qi Zhonghua and Ke Cheng walked through the small door on the side.