Qing Shui had already prepared, and it was only necessary to use a silver needle to prick a drop of blood on each of the two people, and for a while, everyone was breathless, waiting for the result.

Seeing Zhou Yong come over with a slender and sharp silver needle, before he could stab, Tong Jiashi had already snorted softly, hugged Hongyun a little tighter, and his face was unbearable.

Seeing this, Zhou Yong knew that she was distressed about the child, and immediately said: "Tong Fujin, don't worry, this needle won't hurt very much." ”

"No, it's not pricked on you, of course it doesn't hurt." Tong Jiashi said sadly: "Hongyun has been sick since he was born, and finally gave birth for two days, and he was suspicious of his pro-Ama and pricked him with a needle, my poor child, people are Brother, you are also Brother, why is it so hard." ”

She protected and refused to let go, Zhou Yong didn't dare to use force, so he could only stand there awkwardly, neither advancing nor retreating, or Nala saw that it was not a way to stiffen like this, so he got up and walked in front of Tong Jiashi and said: "My sister and I are generally mothers, and I would rather suffer my own guilt than let my children suffer a little grievance." But has my sister ever thought that if she doesn't pass this hurdle, even if Hongyun grows up, she will always be burdened with this rumor, and she will never be able to raise her head to be a man, is this what you want to see? ”

Seeing that Tong Jia's hand holding the child loosened a little, Nala knew that he was moved by what he said, and slowed down his tone a little more: "Give me the child, as long as he is the prince's own flesh and blood, it will be absolutely fine, and from now on, your mother and son can raise their heads in a dignified manner, and the prince and I can assure you that no one can talk about you in and out of this mansion!" ”

"Come, give me the baby." She stretched out her hand, and Yin Yin looked at Tong Jia's family.

Although Tong Jiashi was still full of reluctance, he also knew that he couldn't escape for a while, and his long fingers painted with orchids gently stroked the small face in his arms, and Honghui suddenly grinned at her with a small mouth that had no teeth, innocent.

That smile made Tong Jia's heart jerk, tears fell uncontrollably, and his fingers trembled violently, almost spasming.

After a long time, she finally withdrew her hand and handed Hongyun into the hands of the Nala clan, just when the Nala clan turned around with Hongyun in her arms, the thrush eyes that had been standing behind Tong Jia's shone slightly, and she quietly walked a few steps to the side, standing not far behind Ling Ruo.

I don't know if Hongyun left the arms of his mother, or because he knew that someone was going to prick him with a needle, he was still laughing just now and suddenly burst into tears, his short limbs kept moving, as if he wanted to break free from Nala's embrace, and it was a little difficult to prick the needle for a while.

Yin Zhen frowned, beckoned Zhou Yong to come closer, took the silver and stabbed it hard at the index finger of his left hand, and immediately a drop of red blood dripped into the clear water.

Zhou Yong bowed down and retreated, and walked towards the Nala clan who was coaxing Hongyun, and when he passed by the place where Ling Ruo was sitting, he suddenly heard a soft shout, and before he could see it clearly, he was hit by someone and stumbled, and he fell forward several steps, but he didn't fall, but the bowl of water in his hand was sprinkled clean.

"What's wrong?" Yin Zhen looked at Ling Ruo, who suddenly stood up, very strange.

Ling Ruo looked behind him with a strange expression, and found that the thrush ghost Chongchong was hiding behind, and Shi Cai only paid attention to Tong Jia's family, but he didn't notice when this girl ran behind him.

She was sitting just now, and suddenly felt a tingling pain in her back, and she jumped up suddenly, knocking Zhou Yong who happened to pass in front of her, and there was still a faint pain in her back at this moment.

Seeing that Yinzhen was still waiting for his reply, he hurriedly said truthfully: "The concubine suddenly had some pain in her back, so she couldn't control her standing up for a while." ”

Nian sneered, and said idly: "It doesn't hurt in the morning and doesn't hurt in the evening, but it hurt when Zhou Yong came over with a bowl dripping with the blood of the prince, Ling Fujin, you are really in pain." ”

Ling Ruo lowered his head, ignored her, and after he sat down in the chair again, his hand quietly wiped his back, and a little blood stained appeared on his white fingertips.

Guerjia quietly saw this scene in his eyes, raised his sleeves to cover his lips and said softly: "Just now I told you that before you stood up, the thrush leaned towards you, as if he was holding something in his hand. You said it was stinging, and there was blood, and I guess it was probably a needle or something like that. ”

Ling Ruo was shocked and angry, and turned around and fiercely glanced at the thrush who was hiding behind others and probing her brain, so frightened that she immediately shrank back.

Since the water was sprinkled, the blood in it was naturally useless, and after Zhou Yong took another bowl of water, he said ashamedly: "Please let the prince drip blood again." ”

Yin Zhen didn't say anything, and directly stabbed another needle to drip blood in the water, and then Zhou Yong brought it to Nala and prepared to prick the needle to take blood.

This time there was no accident, but Hongyun, who had stopped crying, suddenly became short of breath, his little face was red, he wanted to cry but couldn't cry, he just couldn't stop panting, Nala watched his face turn from red to blue, and Nala was so frightened that his feet were soft when he encountered this situation for the first time, and he was finally a little sober, knowing that this was a symptom of an asthma attack, and after looking for a circle, he said eagerly to Tong Jia's: "What about the sachet that Brother Yun brings on his body on weekdays?" ”

At that time, after the imperial doctor controlled Hongyun's condition, he was afraid that he would not have time to invite the imperial doctor when he relapsed, so he deliberately used a few medicines that could relieve the symptoms of asthma attacks into a sachet for Hongyun to match on his body, and the medicine in the sachet was changed every seven days to ensure its efficacy, and this sachet never left his body.

Tong Jiashi was already panicked, and said helplessly: "Sachet...... Isn't it just hanging on Hongyun? Is it hidden in your clothes? ”

Nala hurriedly opened Hongyun's clothes, and sure enough, he saw a red sachet with medicinal fragrance inside, and immediately put it under Hongyun's nose, but he didn't see any effect at all, but the face of the little face became more and more wrong.

This mutation had already attracted everyone, and Yinzhen walked quickly to the Nala clan, seeing Hongyun's terrifying face and the extremely rapid inhalation, he knew that it was not good, and said while pulling Hongyun's neckline: "Enter the palace immediately to ask for a doctor." ”

Zhou Yong hurriedly agreed, put the bowl down casually, and hurriedly ran out, the originally condensed blood began to gradually smudge over time, until the entire bowl of water was dyed red, revealing a demonic beauty.

Tong Jiashi snatched Hongyun in his arms, and kept touching Hongyun's face, hoping that he would get better soon, but it backfired, Hongyun's situation was getting worse and worse, and Zhou Yong never returned, so anxious that she burst into tears, there was really no way, holding Hongyun and running outside to kneel on the ground and kowtow and cry: "God, please don't take Hongyun away, I will Hongyun a child, he is so young, he can't even walk, please don't take him away so cruelly, I would rather live for ten years, twenty years, as long as he is safe!" ”