readx;? No matter how Ling Caiwei called, the person on the bed did not respond in the slightest. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info seems to have sunk into a thousand-year-old dream, and Yumeng never opens his eyes again.

Ling Caiwei has experienced too many relatives disappearing from her side, and she is afraid of the feeling of "losing". There are few people in this world who can make her think of her relatives, she cherishes this family affection very much, and is afraid that Yumeng will leave suddenly.

She put Yumeng's cold hand on her face, tears falling down her face.

Suddenly, as if she had discovered something, she put her hand on her vein, tracing the faint breath in her body. She bit her lower lip, pondered for a long time, and felt out Yumeng's other hand to continue the pulse, and after a while, Nan Ronglie saw Ling Caiwei burst into tears and smiled, and tears rolled down again.

"What's wrong with her?" Nan Ronglie saw that her expression was not as painful as before, and guessed that Yumeng might be saved. He looked at Liu Yiyi, and Doctor Liu, who was standing on the side, immediately stepped forward to take Yumeng's pulse.

Ling Caiwei, who had calmed down, broke Yumeng's hand close to the bed, and pulled out a fluffy white tail with a little blood stain on it.

Ling Caiwei's head exploded "buzzing", and the appearance of a ferret raising its two front paws and putting its head on Nan Ronglie's leg flatteringly flashed in front of her eyes.

It shook its little head and stared at the chicken leg in his hand flatteringly, its mouth slightly open, and its saliva almost dripped onto Nam Rongyeol's leg. The fluffy tail swept to the ground, and it looked cute.

Her hands trembled, clutching the severed tail tightly, and her eyes closed sadly.

When she found Yumeng, she held it in her hand...... This one. Maybe it's not a jingle bell. Ling Caiwei opened her eyes and glared at Nan Ronglie, and he changed his words, "Maybe it's okay." Don't be sad, you'll know the answer when Yumeng wakes up. Lao Liu, will you use the blood ointment? Why hasn't anyone woken up after three hours?"

Ding Ding Dong didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and he was also uncomfortable in his heart. Ling Caiwei was already sad for Yumeng, and he didn't want her to feel sorry for the ferret anymore. In order to divert her attention, he dragged Liu Yishou to the cusp.

Liu Yishou is the former queen of the Southern Kingdom, watching Nan Ronglie grow up, with the doting of the elders for the younger generations, although he is always unforgiving, and often sneers at Nan Ronglie's tricks to trick people, but in fact, as long as Nan Ronglie makes any request, no matter how ridiculous, Liu Yishou will spare no effort to cooperate.

The Blood Continuation Cream was a treasure obtained by the previous Pavilion Master of the Iron Blood Pavilion, and Nan Ronglie handed over one of the pieces to Liu for safekeeping, hoping that he could research the formula for this magic medicine.

Liu carefully cut off a small corner of the cream with one hand, and used it specifically to study its ingredients. The piece of blood paste that Yu Meng took today is the one that is defective.

Maybe her life should not be extinguished, if it weren't for this piece of blood ointment to renew her life, it is estimated that she would have died of anger a long time ago. Probably because of the lack of a corner, the blood cream did not immediately revive her as recorded in the book, but fortunately her pulse was beating stronger and stronger.

Ling Caiwei listened to Liu's explanation, and felt a little relieved.

She looked at the bloodless rain dream on the bed, and her heart was like a knife.

"Can you find out who hurt her?" Who has such a deep hatred and hatred to kill her? Ling Caiwei was killed when she was young, she couldn't do anything, and now, she wants to use martial arts and poison to protect the people she cares about. At least when others hurt them, she stood in the way.

Nan Ronglie comforted her: "It's being investigated." Results should be available soon. It's going to be dawn soon, do you want to take a break? How will you reply to the palace tomorrow? Have you figured it out?"

Ling Caiwei shook her head: "I want to stay with her for a while." With less than two hours to go until dawn, let me think about what to do!"

Nan Ronglie knew that it was futile to persuade her, and she wouldn't listen, so she left with Liu Yishou.

Ling Caiwei lay beside Yumeng, remembering that it was also a rainy day when she was a child, the lightning and thunder outside, her mother and father went out with no one to accompany her, she was very scared when she was lying on the bed alone, and she didn't dare to sleep with her head covered by the quilt. The little maid was more timid than her, and she didn't know where to run, and just when she was frightened by the thunder, Yumeng got into her quilt. Hold her, soothe her, and tell her stories.

Ling Caiwei felt that the moment was very steady, the two sisters were lying next to each other, Yumeng hummed a ballad to her, she slowly became sleepy, and fell asleep holding Yumeng's hand.

She climbed into the bed, gently lifted the quilt and lay down beside Yumeng, holding her hand, and gently humming the ballad.

Yumeng, you must be strong and get better soon.

At dawn, Nan Ronglie came to see Ling Caiwei and found that she had left. Leave a piece of paper on the table: help me take care of her.

Ling Caiwei packed up the things she wanted to bring, and entered the Qin Palace again with the jade chariot sent by Qin Wuya.

Nam Rongyeol sat on his horse and watched from afar, wondering what the outcome of his bet was?

The palace where the queen lives is called Chaoyun Palace, and Qin Wuya accompanied his mother to wait for Ling Caiwei in the palace early. After Ling Caiwei greeted the two of them for a few words, she avoided Qin Wuya's gaze and began to check the queen's pulse, and a palace maid handed a cup of hot tea and glanced at Ling Caiwei.

Ling Caiwei's afterglow caught a glimpse of the palace maid's hand serving tea, which seemed to tremble slightly.

Ling Caiwei looked up at Qin Wuya, who was lying on the couch again, and his gaze just took his eyes off the palace maid who handed the tea.

The two had a tacit understanding.

She wrote a prescription and handed it to the queen: "Illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread." Minnu regulates your body in three stages. This is the prescription for the first stage, please take a look at it. ”

Empress Gu took the prescription and glanced at it twice, then handed it to the palace maid who served the tea: "Snow Lotus, you go to the Tai Hospital to get the medicine." ”

The palace maid named Xuelian respectfully took the prescription with both hands and withdrew.

"Miss Ling, what kind of disease is in this palace? I have been taking medicine for more than ten years, and I have always treated the symptoms but not the root cause, and I don't know when it will be the end. ”

"Mother, you are too weak to always get sick. The affairs of the harem are complicated, and some things can be left to others to do, and you don't have to do it yourself. It's easy to worry too much about it. If you are sad, where is there anyone who is not sick?" Qin Wuya sat up and persuaded his mother.

Ling Caiwei took over the conversation and said, "If Niangniang can recuperate quietly, she will definitely recover in time." Don't bother, mother. ”

After a reassurance, Queen Gu didn't believe it or not, and finally stopped asking about her condition.

Qin Wuya took Ling Caiwei to Tai Hospital to find some good medicine for the symptoms under the pretext of taking Ling Caiwei, and the two of them went out of Chaoyun Palace. Not far away, Qin Wuya asked her, "Do you suspect that palace maid?"

Ling Caiwei asked rhetorically, "Don't you also doubt it?"

"Hmph! No one in this Qin palace trusts anyone. It's possible for everyone!"

"Do you know who in the Qin Palace knows Gu magic?"

"An investigation is underway. Two of the concubines who competed for favor among the emperors were from northern Xinjiang. ”

Ling Caiwei sneered: "Who said that the people of Northern Xinjiang will be able to use Gu arts? Just because Gu magic is prevalent over there, you have to detain hats to others?"

Qin Wuya glared at her contemptuously: "As far as I know, those who know Gu art are all from the Northern Frontier. ”

Ling Caiwei smiled secretly: This girl will too, and she will try it for you today.

(To be continued.) )