If it was really him who admitted his mistake, then there was still salvation.

Besides, the female corpse hugged his leg tightly just now, which means that the desire to survive is still quite strong, and she doesn't want to die.

The little imperial physician stared carefully at the face of the female corpse and looked at all the facial features.

"It doesn't seem to be ......," he hesitated, "Imperial Doctor Fu, I don't quite remember either." ”

"After all, I'm staying in the Tai Hospital, and I don't have much contact with them on weekdays." The little doctor said embarrassedly.

"Why don't you let the head of the palace maid take a look." Fu Ruolan proposed.

Nan Yuchen walked over and said firmly: "She is not infected with wind cold. ”

Fu Ruolan looked at him puzzled, not understanding why Nan Yuchen was so sure.

"A sword to seal the throat will not leave a living mouth." Nan Yuchen explained.

Just one sentence says it all.

Fu Ruolan suddenly realized, a little annoyed that she was in too much of a hurry just now, and even forgot about it.

A sword sealing the throat is to cut off the throat directly, and it is naturally impossible to leave a living mouth.

And this palace maid still has a sense of survival, which shows that she was not blocked by a sword at all, but received other punishments.

I'm afraid I'll be punished by that nobleman.

The palace maid's facial features are a little blurred, her face is very pale, and her face is very dirty, and she can't see her face clearly.

The big matter of carrying the palace maid back was handed over to the little imperial doctor, Fu Ruolan and Nan Yuchen hurried back to the palace, and the little imperial physician was carrying this half-dead body on his back.

When he returned to the Tai Hospital, he saw a large pile of smoke rising in the sky, and the little imperial doctor couldn't help asking: "What's going on with this smoke, could it be that there is a fire in the palace." ”

Fu Ruolan glanced at him and didn't speak.

Nan Yuchen explained: "The smoke from the incineration of the corpse, the corpse is a bit much, and the incineration has not been completed. ”

"I see." Only then did the little doctor remember.

Walking into the Tai Hospital, he put the palace maid down.

Fu Ruolan immediately walked in and brought the medicine box, and ordered a few imperial doctors to come over.

Many curious imperial doctors came over to watch, wanting to see how Fu Ruolan rejuvenated and brought back this palace maid who had almost entered the ghost gate.

"Can this all be saved? I think eighty percent of them are dead. ”

"It's like a corpse."

"Isn't this the palace maid whose name is cotton? It seems to be from Mrs. Jin's side. ”

Fu Ruolan glanced at the person who spoke just now, "Do you recognize?" ”

"I know, Imperial Doctor Fu, I went to their palace yesterday to see Mrs. Jin."

"What is Mrs. Jin's disease?"

"It's a heart disease, strange and incurable."

Fu Ruolan retracted her gaze and didn't pay attention to them anymore, but concentrated on saving people.

Nan Yuchen was on the side to help her.

For a moment, Fu Ruolan had the appearance of returning to Jishitang a few years ago.

At that time, she was the doctor of Jishitang, and Nan Yuchen also came to help her.

At that time, many things had not happened yet, the old lady was still there, Fu Zhennan was still there, and Aunt Xiao was also there.

But it was at that time that she was soft-hearted towards Jing Yinger, and she became what she is now.

She thought she could change history, but because of a single thought, she harmed many people.

The little imperial physician changed into clean clothes and walked out, and when he saw Fu Ruolan trying her best to save this palace maid, he kindly persuaded: "Imperial Doctor Fu, just do your best." ”

After all, this palace maid has become like this, it is the ability to save it, and it is normal to not be able to save it.

"I know." Fu Ruolan was pulled back from her thoughts.

She will do her best.

Jingyang Palace.

Jing Ying'er was a little uneasy when she heard that many concubines had died in the palace overnight.

"Concubine Niangniang, it's been a whole day, and you haven't eaten a little yet, how can you go on like this?" Dong Min said anxiously.

"Hongu has no appetite." Jing Ying'er said with some displeasure.

Thinking of so many concubines dying in the palace last night, she felt a little furious in her heart.

It's a draft these days, how could so many concubines die in the palace at once, and they are all artificial.

Someone broke into the palace and killed someone, but His Majesty didn't care about it at all.

Jing Ying'er couldn't help but think that if she was also the one who died innocently and tragically last night, would the emperor be as calm as now.

and Nan Huaqing, Nan Huaqing now accompanies Lin Zhiqi every day, and forgets that there is still her.

"Niangniang, why don't you eat a little...... Dong Min persuaded bitterly, "You are a person who wants to be a mother in the world in the future, but you can't let your body collapse at this time." ”

Hearing the mother of the world, Jing Ying'er's mood changed a little, she glanced at Dong Min appreciatively, and ordered: "Go, bring the cooked bird's nest soup." ”

Dong Min is right, she will be a person in the world in the future, how can she exhaust her body now.

It's just that some concubines who are of no use to the emperor have died, and it is normal for the emperor not to pay attention to them.

Maybe doing this is also the emperor's own intention.

"Slave and maid, go now."

Seeing that Jing Ying'er was finally willing to eat, Dong Min immediately ran to get bird's nest soup.

The last time she saw the beauty of the Western Regions in the Qing Palace, she knew that the eldest prince had arranged for someone to come in again, and the person who was a maidservant in the Qing Palace's mansion before was also arranged into the palace like her.

The two of them were friends when they were in the Qing Palace, but now they have different positions.

If she wants to live a better life and raise her head in front of others, she must rely on Jing Yinger.

Jing Ying'er used to be a favorite concubine, but now she was locked up by the emperor just after making some mistakes, and when this period of time is over, Jing Ying'er's status will definitely get better.

Dong Min brought bird's nest soup and sent it to Jing Ying'er.

Jing Ying'er blew lightly and asked, "How is the eldest prince doing these days?" ”

Since Nanhuaqing last came, he hasn't been here for the past few days.

She didn't want to believe that she was just a pawn to use Nan Huaqing, and Nan Huaqing must really love her.

Nan Huaqing rescued her from the mud and gave her good food, shelter and clothing, all because he liked her, not because he wanted to take advantage of her.

"Back to the concubine Niangniang, the slave maid has been to the Qing Palace, and the eldest prince has been accompanying the Qing princess to raise the baby with peace of mind." Dong Min said respectfully.

Everything she said was the truth, and the scene she saw was Nan Huaqing and Lin Zhiqi, you and me.

"Raising a baby with peace of mind?" Jing Ying'er asked mockingly.

She remembered that Lin Zhiqi was pregnant for the first time before, and it was Nan Huaqing's own ruthless hand who lost the child.

Now that he is coming to accompany Lin Zhiqi to raise the fetus with peace of mind, isn't it a joke.

"Yes, Niangniang, the slave maid saw with her own eyes that the eldest prince treats the princess of Qing very well." Dong Min couldn't help but say more.

She didn't know the relationship between Jing Yinger and Nan Huaqing, she only felt that Jing Yinger, as a concubine in the palace, and the eldest prince Nan Huaqing were in a cooperative relationship, and the two were mutually beneficial.

"What's a good way?" Jing Ying'er's cold eyes narrowed, and she asked in a strange way.