Yun Ji's answer made Ling Luo a little confused, but she still rushed to the top of her head and said to Yun Ji, "My medical skills are okay, why don't you let me treat him, maybe there will be a turnaround?" ”

"There is no cure for the young master's illness, and there is no cure for it, only when the time is ripe, he will be able to wake up and regain his life." Yun Ji's voice was a little ethereal, like a believer in some religion, reciting some ancient incantation, and her tone was full of piety and conviction.

Long Yin is a shijie who lives differently from Ling Luo after all, and she has seen many unresolved things with her own eyes, since other people's wives have already refused Ling Luo's help like this, then she has no reason to continue to insist on her opinion, anyway, whether Xiao Ziyu is dead or alive and Ling Luo has no direct stakes, but it's a pity that the things she wanted to ask this time have come to naught.

Seeing Ling Luo's somewhat disappointed look, Yun Ji knew what she was thinking, so she restrained her mind a lot, and said softly to Ling Luo, "Since the question in the queen's heart can't be asked to the young master, then ask Yun Ji, Yun Ji will definitely know everything." ”

Ling Luo curled the corners of his mouth, and the word "Chuan" between his eyebrows was all dispersed, it was comfortable to deal with smart people, and he didn't need to bother to talk about it, and he could do things efficiently in the shortest possible time.

Ling Luo turned over the questions that she had already prepared in her heart, remembering that the matter of Liuze's death was inseparable from here, and she couldn't help but bring a chill in her tone, "I want to ask, did Nangu Liuze ever beg the young master of your family to find my whereabouts?" ”

"Yes." Yun Ji didn't hesitate at all, and her eyebrows didn't wander at all, as she said before, she was indeed a knowing jiashi.

"Weishenme is going to trade his life in exchange?" Ling Luo's hand unconsciously touched the slightly protruding silver moon on his earlobe, and the sharp pain in his heart felt as if it had been sprinkled with a layer of fine broken glass shards.

Yun Ji looked at the unconscious person in the gauze tent, her eyes were slightly empty, as if she was recalling the scene at that time, "When the young master casts the ability spell, he needs a sacrifice as an exchange for liliang, and only with deep thoughts and the blood of the soul can he find the only remaining breath of Qi after Queen Luoxue was reincarnated in the air." ”

Ling Luo's hands were clenched into fists, and the involuntary trembling of her body betrayed her quiet appearance, even if Liuze had been to Zuihou, he didn't want Ling Luo to think that he was dying for her, but Ling Luo still felt that he was the culprit who killed Liuze, whenever night came, when Ling Luo's ears could clearly hear all the sounds, she would always cry in pain.

Everything Ling Luo has now is what Liuze sacrificed her life in exchange, even if she faces life with a smile every day and governs the country effectively, in the depths of Ling Luo's heart, she still can't forget the pain brought to her by Liuze's death.

"Coming here to trade, there are gains and losses, and it has always been the rule of the little host." Yun Ji can be understood for Ling Luo's sadness, and her tone is full of compassion and understanding, but she still has to defend Xiao Ziyu, "Besides, the young master has kindly reserved a few months of life for Lord Nangu, and he has done his best, and he also asks the queen to mourn." ”