As soon as these words came out, even the queen's face changed slightly, she looked at Su Xuanao, who was calm and tired, and couldn't help but sigh, she didn't say anything.

"Let's go inside!"

Before Liu Haoxuan could refute, he heard another extremely mellow and majestic voice.

He was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes, and suddenly saw Emperor Devon with slightly calm eyes, and said slowly. He was surprised: "Your Majesty ......"

Emperor Devon glanced at Mu Lingluo, whose face was slightly pale, and rubbed the corners of his forehead, "Let her in!" ”

Now, the emperor and the crown prince say so, and it is difficult for others to stop it.

Liu Haoxuan gritted his teeth, glanced at the Eighth Prince of Xiliang on the ground, retreated to the side, and arched his hand, "Yes." ”

Mu Lingluo didn't have any other thoughts now, gritted his teeth, turned his head and ran inside.

Although it is an inner and outer room, it is only a tent in the end, and the sound insulation effect inside and outside is not very good, and there is no air circulation in the tent, which is very dull.

Before Mu Lingluo rushed in, he smelled a strong smell of blood that could not be concealed, as if he had been splashed with blood, so thick that it was disgusting.

Mu Ling turned white and walked over slowly.

Next to him were the imperial doctors who gathered together to discuss their own affairs, and there were also imperial doctors gathered in front of Su Zimo's bed, looking anxious, and occasionally the imperial doctors could be heard shouting loudly: "Spirits, are the spirits ready?" Also, the wound medicine is ready quickly...... Medicine, has the medicine been decocted? ”

"The dagger is roasted over a blazing fire, so get it quickly! I can't wait any longer, or I'm afraid I'll run out of blood! ”

……

There were all kinds of noisy sounds in his ears, but Mu Lingluo ******** put it on Su Zimo on the big bed not far away.

She walked briskly, her feet were a little weak because the effects of the drug had not passed.

When she walked to the bedside, she was already secretly in a cold sweat, she closed her eyes, raised her eyes and looked past the surrounding imperial doctor, and landed on Su Zimo, whose face was like gold paper on the bed, the dark robe on his body had already been stained with blood into a large patch of dark black, and those large gloomy traces were like dark clouds in the sky.

"Princess!" Forsythia hurriedly helped Mu Lingluo, who was stumbling a step, "You, you have to hold on!" ”

The imperial doctor next to him heard the call, turned around, and saw Mu Lingluo, who was pale, got up and arched his hand, "Princess Niangniang!" ”

Mu Lingluo shook his head, only staring at Su Zimo, his eyes crossed the bandaged white cloth on his body and the broken arrow on his chest, and his voice became dry. "No need to be polite! Just tell me, how is the prince? ”

In fact, she is also a doctor, how can she not see the current situation.

Su Zimo's face had already seen the black gas, and now she only felt that her whole body was shaking, and the calm and self-control in the past was like a fog blown away by the wind at this moment, and the smoke disappeared, leaving only the fear and worry that could not be removed.

The imperial doctor glanced at Mu Lingluo and said in embarrassment: "It is true that as you can see, princess, the arrow wound next to you is not critical. So it didn't get in the way, we all took care of the bandage. There is only the broken arrow in the central vein, and we can't make up our minds now! Although there are no barbs on the arrow, if it is not pulled smoothly, it is very likely that the prince will ......" He didn't say the words to kill immediately, but only said vaguely and euphemistically, "...... Aggravate the injury. However, now, there is no way to delay it any longer. The prince has already shed a lot of blood, and when he bleeds too much, he won't be much better......"

The broken arrow should have been pulled out a long time ago. But they can't make up their minds, if after pulling it out, Su Zimo dies, and then Emperor Devon and the others are angry, and they will not have enough heads.

Mu Lingluo pushed away the forsythia, held on to the side of the bed, slowly knelt down, and reached out to touch Su Zimo's pale hand, the touch of his fingertips was cold.

In the past, Su Zimo was always warm, although his personality has always been cold and indifferent, so Mu Lingluo was actually happy to stay with him in winter.

She restrained her thoughts, checked her pulse for a while, and understood the situation, before she withdrew her hand, raised her hand and touched Su Zimo's pale cheek, "Can you report it to your father and queen mother?" ”

The imperial doctors glanced at each other, and one of them arched his hand, and said with a somewhat embarrassed face, "Wechen returned to the emperor and the queen, and they said to Wechen...... If it can't be cured, Weichen and others will have to be buried together. ”

That's why they've been hesitant.

Now that Su Zimo is obviously not very likely to survive, they can't think of a foolproof plan now. Now, they could only look forward to watching Mu Ling fall. "I heard that the princess's acupuncture skills are superb, and even the emperor praises you, and now with your help, the prince will have a little more livelihood."

This is what it means to drag Mu Lingluo into it.

Mu Lingluo only looked at Su Zimo, pursed his red lips, and sneered: "Father is right. Doctors, Amo will bother you! I will help you, I just want the prince to survive! You still have to treat it well, if you have any thoughts, even if the emperor lets you go, I won't let you go! Including your family! ”

Mu Lingluo said that she has never been a good person, and her kindness also depends on people, and there is a limit.

Hearing this, many imperial doctors who originally had high hopes for Mu Lingluo suddenly couldn't help but change their faces.

This lady in Beijing is either virtuous and virtuous, or she has ideas in her heart, at least she won't say it now, and she will still say two words to comfort everyone at the scene.

And Mu Lingluo's move made everyone's already hanging hearts more and more hanging, and even faintly angry.

Mu Lingluo held Su Zimo's hand, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and said coldly: "Presumably you have also heard of my vicious reputation in Beijing, and it is not groundless!" I don't think you'll want to learn my methods. Now, when you pull out the arrows, you'd better not shake your hands, and don't give me the wrong medicine. Otherwise, you will have someone to share with you! Now, I don't want to waste time with you, if it drags on any longer, the prince's life will become more and more dying! Don't give me promises, worrying about it, whether you didn't rescue or you didn't rescue properly, as long as the prince has a mistake, I will not let you and your family go! I think my father will support me too! ”

Even if she said vicious words, Mu Lingluo's expression was still peaceful, as if what she said was ordinary greetings.

Mu Lingluo secretly clenched his teeth, but his face was indifferent and calm, and the cold words flowed slowly in the room.