Chapter 280, both wounds
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"After the princess had an accident, the three of us went out to find the unequaled son, and the person who harmed the princess is not clear."
"But just now, I heard a few people say that today's lord is going out with Shen Mu, I'm afraid it has something to do with the princess."
Di Xuan also told everything he knew.
Huang's heart sank heavily, and he also raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the third floor.
"I don't know if I can ...... the peerless son" I felt a little depressed in my heart, and the words that were a little frustrated were already out of my mouth.
Hearing this, the other two felt that their words were stagnant and they couldn't say anything.
Inside the room, Wushuang sat on the edge of the low bed for a while, and he felt more and more inappropriate in his mind, his heart was anxious, and the cold in his body also surged up suddenly, forcing Su Wushuang's heart to tremble suddenly.
He Xiao had already strode in, and just happened to see Su Wushuang's appearance, his eyes flashed brightly, his steps sped up and walked to Su Wushuang's side, his big palm slapped on his shoulder, and the thick words came out: "Is it okay?" ā
His brows furrowed fiercely, Su Wushuang had already used his strength inside, forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his heart, raised his eyes, his face was a little pale, and shook his head with a weak smile: "It's okay." ā
He Xiao's eyes sank silently, and he didn't say much.
With a stable body, Su Wushuang also looked at Du Weiwei's face again, and said with a little worry: "The princess's illness ......"
"Lost and scattered."
"What?!" Hearing He Xiao's slightly angry words, Su Wushuang stood up suddenly, his voice full of indescribable shock, "Lost?!" ā
He Xiao's eyes fell, and he also looked in the direction of Du Weiwei: "At the Fenggu Festival, the hands and feet of Yi Concubine are scattered." ā
"Lost interest...... Lost breath and scattered ......" muttered these three words twice, Su Wushuang's expression became more and more solemn, and he lost his voice for a moment before he opened his mouth again, "Have you given the princess any power?" ā
Hearing this, He Xiao's eyes instantly turned, looked in Su Wushuang's direction, and nodded slowly: "When Wei'er first became ill, her body was extremely cold, so I used my skills to warm her ......."
"He Xiao!" Before He Xiao's words were fully spoken, Su Wushuang's words with obvious anger and complaint were already outspoken, "When you are sick without breath, you must not be warm, the sick body will be warm, and the princess's body will only get colder and colder!" ā
His body was a little stiff, and He Xiao looked at Su Wushuang's gaze, and there was a moment of distraction.
"How many times have I said it! If you don't know what to do, don't mess around! Su Wushuang's next sentence came out of his mouth again, and he already had the meaning of extreme complaint.
His gaze moved, He Xiao looked away, avoiding Su Wushuang's aggressive gaze, coughed lightly, and said in a very clear voice: "Mine is not." ā
Now, it was Su Wushuang's turn to be stunned, He Xiao was sorry to himself just now?
"You must have a way to save Wei'er, don't you?" In the next moment, He Xiao's words that were obviously softer a few degrees fell directly into Su Wushuang's ears.
Retracting his eyes to look at He Xiao, Su Wushuang's somewhat excited words slowly subsided, and he muttered for a moment, his voice was steady: "Losing breath is a forbidden medicine of the Northern Underworld Clan, and it is already surprising that it appeared in Tingyuan Kyoto, with my current ability, I am afraid that there is no way to cure the princess." At the end of the words, there was already a sense of helplessness.
"Unless, you can find the people of the Northern Underworld, in that case, the princess can still ......"
As soon as he was halfway through his words, Su Wushuang only felt that a different light appeared in He Xiao's gaze when he suddenly looked at him.
In the next moment, I heard his words as cold and calm as ever.
"Northern Hades ......"
"Coincidentally, the young master of the North Underworld is in the house."
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In Ji'an Palace, Concubine Yi had already passed out, and was lying on the bed at the moment, unconscious.
Mu Yunji didn't have the fear at the beginning, and stood quietly by the bed, watching the hoarse movements.
Ah Mu knows martial arts, but he knows how to treat this kind of injury, besides, from the very beginning, he can see that the master has no intention of killing Yi Concubine, it seems that he has to pay more attention recently, and he must find the antidote to the loss as soon as possible.
With a force in his hand, Ah Du turned Yi Concubine over and began to deal with the abrasions on her neck due to the bumps.
Picking up the golden medicine on the small table on the side, he noticed that Mu Yunji was standing beside him, silent, for a while.
In the house, there was no light, and in order to prevent people outside from finding out, Ah Mu only lit a small candle next to the bed and followed his own actions.
Jin Chuangyao was held in his hand, and the dumb palm felt the subtle coolness of the porcelain bottle, lowered his eyes, and looked at Mu Yunji, and the voice came out again from the skill, and only Mu Yunji could hear it.
"Thirteen princes, hurry up and rest."
As if he hadn't heard his voice, Mu Yunji still looked at him and looked in the direction of Yi Concubine.
After a pause, Ah Hou's eyes swelled with helplessness, and he withdrew his eyes, and had no intention of speaking, but his hand moved again, and he began to apply medicine to Yi Concubine's wounds.
The cold paste was picked by Ah Mu on his fingertips, and Ah Du moved his strength, his fingertips were slightly hot, and he applied the golden medicine on the back of Yi Concubine's neck.
"Why do you want to save your mother?" As soon as his hand touched the back of Yi Concubine's neck, Ah Lu heard Mu Yunji's words that seemed to be very calm.
He frowned lightly and rolled his eyes, looking at the child standing beside him, and his hoarse eyebrows were shallow and incomprehensible.
"You are Sister Wei's person, and the mother concubine has harmed Sister Wei again, and you are saving the mother concubine at the moment." Mu Yunji's words did not have any ups and downs, and fell word by word, revealing a faint sense of powerlessness.
In an instant, there were bursts of cold sweat on the back of the dumb person, this child, actually said such a thing, didn't he doubt himself, not the princess's person?
Before Ah Du could react to say something, Mu Yunji's second sentence also sounded in a low voice: "Such a good sister Wei, why should the mother concubine hurt her......"
The movements in his hand suddenly stopped, and Ah Du's originally nervous heart suddenly relaxed, lowered his eyes, looked at the child, and finally sighed in his heart, this child still has a pure conscience.
"The Thirteenth Prince." Putting down the golden medicine in his hand, Ah Lu squatted down, wrapped his hands around Mu Yunji's shoulders, and used his original voice, "The princess is kind-hearted, and she won't worry too much." It is precisely because of this that I am here to protect you. (To be continued.) )