Chapter 227: An Unexpected Reunion

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Li Mu'er had a headache in her arms and was difficult to exercise. If Morn wants to leave, he has to break in.

He leaned Li Mu'er against the corner, glanced at her apologetically, and turned to send those Liu Mansion family members.

Although the other party is not a master, Mo En tried his best to minimize the movement, so as not to cause more waves, so as to ignore Li Mu'er's situation for a while.

As everyone knows, a figure in the darkness slowly approached and quietly took Li Mu'er away.

When he finally came back to his senses, he was annoyed.

Slapping the palm on the nearest person, Mo En had no intention of fighting them again, and flew around to search for her.

Where else can I find it?

Coincidentally, this time he was only concerned with getting the token, and he didn't have time to give her other orders.

He stroked the token in his arms, and his eyes turned scarlet.

At this moment, he can only focus on the overall situation first.

The black clothes disappeared in the night.

………………

On the other side, Xiao Jing was supporting the delirious Li Mu'er, who was walking quickly with a slight sweat on his face and a stomach full of shock.

More deeply exposed, the Forbidden City seemed to be close at hand, but her unbearable pain really made Xiao Jing anxious.

If the emperor sees it, he still doesn't know whether he is surprised or delighted?

Xiao Jing had a stirring spirit in his heart, and he didn't dare to delay for half a minute, and hurried towards the imperial gate.

And someone in the imperial city was drinking himself in the Yongsu Hall at this moment, the moonlight stretched his figure very long, and the night breeze was full of sleeves, and he became more and more handsome.

Although he had taken off his gold-patterned dragon robe, and only wore a dark cyan trolling that whirred with the wind, he still couldn't hide his innate royal demeanor.

In the flickering night, this man, who was a member of thousands of bells, stood like a clay sculpture, just like that.

Indescribable loneliness.

The footsteps in his ears came from far and near, and his steps were obviously a little hasty, he didn't look back, and asked lightly: "Did the Empress Dowager really go to Liu Ji?"

"Your Majesty!" Xiao Jingwei's voice was hoarse, so startled that Zhu Youzhu hurriedly turned around, but saw a woman beside him, supporting him with one hand and covering her face with her forehead with the other.

If it weren't for the sound of her moaning in her ears, Zhu Youzhu would never have associated her with Li Mu'er.

Because Ma Cong told him that she had made up her mind and would never return to the palace again!

"Yingzhong ......"

This longing call almost overflowed from between his lips and teeth, and his hands trembled uncontrollably, as if all the parting sorrows of the past two months had surged into his heart, and he couldn't move.

Xiao Jing saw that he was silent and didn't come over, knowing that he had no idea, he hurriedly said to him: "Your Majesty, she is not very good."

Sure enough, Zhu Youzhu woke up.

"What's wrong?" He casually put down the wine, walked over in three steps and two steps, and gently took Li Mu'er into his arms.

, is his Yingzhong.

She didn't struggle hard, and she didn't seem to have the strength to struggle, she just kept screaming in pain, and beads of sweat were beading on her sideburns.

"Yingzhong, tell me, where does it hurt?" Zhu Youzhu asked, and realized that he had asked too much, and seeing the way she stroked her head, it must have been a headache.

Li Mu'er didn't answer, as if she had suddenly found a way, put her head in his arms, and kept drilling.

It was as if such a ridiculous act would make her pain less.

Zhu Youzhu panicked.

Not because of her headache, but because her reaction didn't seem quite right.

No, Zhu Youzhu picked her up, sat on the stone bench on the side, put her on his knees, brushed her hair and said to Xiao Jing: "Go to the Imperial Doctor."

When Xiao Jing turned to leave, he added, "Find Mr. Ling."

It was quiet, leaving only the two of them alone.

Her moans became even more wrenching.

She was extremely pain-tolerant, he had always known it. At the beginning, she was only broken and swallowed in her stomach, and the wound on her shoulder couldn't stop her from going to Hefu to fight, but now she was crying with a headache.

What kind of pain should it be?

He gritted his teeth, feeling that his heart was stuffy, so he hugged the person in his arms tighter and touched her head comfortingly.

Until Ling Yun came.

He placed her back in the room so that Ling Yun could treat her.

Ling Yun didn't know why.

The pulse is mild, and even the true qi that rushed in the past has been suppressed, and the bruise on the right hand has actually been cleared!

That's all a good thing.

Ling Yun thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, the old minister can only give a few injections to the female bachelor now to relieve the pain. As for the cause, I'm afraid we have to observe and observe. ā€

"Okay, old gentleman, hurry up, she's too uncomfortable."

As soon as Zhu Youji's words fell, Ling Yun had already unfolded the needle capsule and took out an extremely thin needle.

It's just that when he poked the needle to the top of Li Mu'er's head, she suddenly opened her eyes, struggled to dodge and shouted, "Don't! I don't remember! Don't prick me! ā€

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Youzhu and Ling Yun were both shocked.

Zhu Youzhu was surprised, her reaction made him feel a sense of dƩjƠ vu, as if he had seen it in anyone.

Ling Yun didn't dare to prick the needle again, but turned around and rummaged through things in the medicine box. After turning over for a long time, he took out a small piece of dark stone and went straight to Li Muer's head.

"Old Mr. Ling," Zhu Youzhu looked at her frightened look, and his heart was inevitably uneasy, "This is?" ā€

"Your Majesty, don't worry, this is a needle suction stone."

"Suction needlestone?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Before Zhu Youji's doubts could dissipate, he saw Ling Yun pasting the Xuanshi on Li Mu'er's head, which was leaning against the wall inside the bed.

With a "whoosh", a thin needle flew out of her skull and was attached to the unremarkable stone.

Zhu Youzhu gasped.

Immediately afterward, several more of the same thin needles were sucked out.

Every time she pulled one, Li Mu'er exhaled with relief.

At last, she blinked weakly, finally quieted down, and fell into a deep sleep.

There are several silver needles lined up on the suction needle stone, which are so finely crafted that they are almost impossible to see with the naked eye.

Ling Yun shook his head and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I didn't expect to use such a profound method to manipulate the mind of the female bachelor."

Ling Yun is an old-timer, Zhu Youzhu was in front of him, he didn't dare to lose his manners, he could only stare at Li Mu'er distressedly, and asked, "Mr. Ling, how do you say this?"

"Your Majesty, general soul loss can be caused by medication, but the medicine is too strong, and it is easy for people to lose their hearts and go crazy. And this person, sealing the acupoint with a silver needle, can not only control the will of the host, but also withdraw in time at the right time, so as not to cause permanent damage to the host. ā€

Zhu Youji's thin lips pursed into a straight line,

However, this has its drawbacks, as it can cause headaches when the host's subconscious rebels. The female bachelor has been pierced with so many needles in her head, which shows that during her time under control, she has made many strong resistances. ā€

"In other words, she has experienced such severe pain several times."

Zhu Youzhu finally spoke, with a rare fiery look in his eyes.

Ling Yun sighed secretly and nodded silently.

Zhu Youzhu stretched out his hand and put it on the bed frame, slowly exerting his strength, and his fingertips quickly whitened.

After waving Ling Yun away, he looked fierce, word by word, and said to himself fiercely:

"Yingzhong, no matter who did it, I will definitely call him and pay it back." (To be continued.) )