"How is Imperial Doctor Li. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading. Yijin had a rare look of nervousness.

Looking at the red and bright blood in the porcelain bowl, exuding a fragrance, I felt more and more terrifying.

It is said that the harem is vicious and vicious, and it is all unexpected and unguardable, but I have heard it in the past, but now I really have a deep understanding.

Yijin couldn't help but reach out to help the two children who were only more than two months old, and couldn't help but feel scary.

If she hadn't accidentally cut her finger, the kid would have unknowingly tricked in.

It's so terrifying and vicious

"It's the first time that this palace has smelled blood that doesn't look like blood, and I don't even have any eyebrows in my heart." She thought about it carefully, but after all, she didn't know where something went wrong.

Could it be him Liu Ruyun.

His brows were furrowed, and he glanced at Imperial Doctor Li, who was as puzzled as him.

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For a while, it was not about how to answer.

I watched and looked, sniffed and smelled and smelled

Suddenly.

The body was stunned and knelt down.

"I heard that there is a bewitching and dazzling grass in Qinghai, called Mantuo Flower. This flower is extremely cold, it is taboo in pregnant women, if it is eaten for a long time, it can make pregnant women drowsy and lazy during pregnancy. Hearing the sap of its flowers and leaves can be exciting or anesthetic. Among them, the flower oil refined by the juice has a light taste, and it is not easy to detect it when you smell it. The little lord was not given the juice of this flower. The kid."

Imperial Physician Li wanted to speak and stopped, and the book he was compiling would not record this dark flower. He just glanced at the hand-copied wild collection by chance, and he couldn't tell the authenticity of it.

"Little master, the minister is afraid."

Yi Jin clenched the wound cut by taking blood, took a deep breath, and looked at Imperial Doctor Li quietly.

"Imperial Doctor Li, as you said, if this palace has been given this medicine, what will happen to the child in the womb."

Imperial Physician Li didn't dare to speak, the little master was pregnant with a dragon heir, who would dare to curse the emperor's dragon son.

"The minister is just a guess and has no basis in the text, so he doesn't dare to make a conclusion, please forgive the little master."

"But it will be stillborn"

Yijin thought carefully, this flower juice is colorless and tasteless, I think it is mixed with the decoction, day after day, and the cycle repeats, when the time is ripe, she will die of fragrant jade.

Since she can't even survive, let alone the child in her womb.

"Minister, panic."

"This is not the palace, even if you tell the truth, the palace doesn't blame you." Get up and walk up to Imperial Doctor Li.

Looking at Imperial Doctor Li firmly and calmly, she wanted an answer and wanted to save herself.

"It's going to be stillborn." She asked again.

"Little master, if the juice of these words is really given, the pregnant woman and the child will be like a cocoon unconsciously pulled, the body's qi and blood will gradually be hollowed out, and the child in the womb will also die in the womb due to lack of qi and blood."

"So ruthless" eyebrows fluttered, fists clenched,

Stand still in front of the window and look up at the stars in the sea of flowers.

There are many constellations, which are not easy to measure, but they are also immense, and each has its own position in the universe.

Don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself, even if they don't want to be alone, then no one can blame her for hiding needles in her cotton.

After a long time, the corners of his eyes moved slightly, he smiled kindly, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and he called out to the pears and apricots outside the door.

"Pear, apricot, let's listen to a song."

before sleeping, sorrowful and crushed. Count more, and see the silver worm pendant. It's hard to dream and it's hard to realize, it's just that I'm frowning all day long.

In front of the candle table, the words of the show are lined up into a line of sincere poems under Rong Ruo's pen.

Nalan Rongruo got up several times, pushed open the window door several times and looked into the empty courtyard.