Yun Qing rushed to the palace gate, and saw the back of Zuo Xingli leaving and the scene of the grandmother leading her father-in-law to stop the little palace people.

Yun Qing was immediately angry, trotted to the palace gate, pushed the grandmother away, and hurriedly shouted to the back of the left salute:

"Lord Zuo, please stay, the master asks Lord Zuo to heal Concubine Yan, and I hope Lord Zuo will move to the palace."

Zuo Xingyu's footsteps paused slightly, but when he saw the grandmother step forward, he hurriedly said:

"My aunt can't disobey the holy will, even if my aunt is the person of the imperial concubine, she can't go beyond the will of the saint."

Yun Qing was angry, looking at the anxious face of the little palace person, coupled with the lack of silver hairpin, Yun Qing knew that the little palace people had already invited Lord Zuo to come, and was stopped by this grandmother.

Immediately, he raised his arm and slapped his grandmother's face fiercely.

But hearing the snapping sound, Yun Qing slapped Mama twice, and reprimanded angrily:

"Diao Nu, if you dare to stop it, I will take your life."

Yun Qing's face was fierce, her eyes were full of anger with murderous intent, and the startled grandmother took two steps back.

Yun Qing snorted angrily, and swept past the father-in-law who was blocking the palace gate one by one, the leader had lost his momentum, how could these people dare to go against the aunt beside the imperial concubine.

At that moment, he dodged and made a way, Zuo Xing salute looked hesitant, and Yun Qing stepped forward and knelt in front of Zuo Xing salute with a puff.

"I hope Lord Zuo will come to the rescue."

Zuo Xing saluted with a sigh, spared Yun Qing and walked towards the palace gate.

Yun Qing's face showed a hint of joy, and he immediately got up and followed the left salute.

The mother wanted to stop it, but Yun Qing glared at her angrily and immediately shrunk her neck and didn't dare to step forward to stop her.

When he reached the inner sanctum, he took out his veil and covered his mouth and nose, and went towards the inner sanctum.

When you see the scene in the temple, there is a hint of nostalgia in your eyes, and if you see it, you will be surprised.

"Lord Zuo, save my master."

Lianzhi kept looking at the temple door, and when Zuo Xing Xing entered, he stepped forward and knelt in front of Zuo Xing as if grasping a life-saving straw.

Luo Bingjing raised her cheeks, her eyes were already red and swollen, and the appearance of pear blossoms with rain was very distressing.

"Lord Zuo, come and take a look at Sister Yan..."

Zuo Xingli's heart softened, he stepped forward and glanced at Yan Xiang, shook his head, and probed Yan Xiang's wrist When he saw the scar on Yan Xiang's vein, he couldn't help but have a chill in his eyes.

Luo Bingjing looked anxious, and asked in a trembling voice:

"Sister Yan can still be saved, Sister Yan, the left imperial doctor, is gone... No snort..."

There was a condensation between the eyebrows of the left line, although Concubine Yan had no snort, but he probed the faint pulse of Concubine Yan.

Zuo Xingli took out a pill from his bosom and fed it to Yan Xiang's mouth, slapped Yan Xiang on the back suddenly, and quickly lifted Yan Xiang's neck with his arm.

But I saw the sound of swallowing coming from Yan Xiang's throat.

After taking the pill, Zuo Xingli treated the scars on the pulse gate for Yan Xiang.

Luo Bingjing was shocked, but when she saw Zuo Xingli, she carefully removed the place where Sister Yan had been bleeding pus and necrosis with a knife as thin as a cicada's wings.

After Zuo Xingli treated Yan Xiang's wound, he saw Zuo Xingli take out a silver needle from the medicine box and prick the silver needle with Sister Yan's ten fingers.

The next step was to remove Sister Yan's shoes and socks, and prick Yan Xiang's ten fingers and toes in the same way.

Ten fingers, toes, and earlobes were pierced with silver needles.

Immediately after that, Zuo Xingli turned Yan Xiang over and ordered Lian Zhi to remove Yan Xiang's upper body clothes one by one.

Lian Zhi's face turned red and hesitated, but he could think of what the master would do if he lost his life.

immediately stepped forward and removed Yan Xiang's upper body clothes with Yun Qing and others.

When Yan Xiang's entire back was exposed, everyone present gasped.

But I saw that Sister Yan's back was covered with bruises, not from whipping, but black marks from the inside out.

Zuo Xing took out a silver needle that was longer than the other and pierced it into the acupuncture points above his back.

But seeing that the silver needle quickly turned black, Zuo Xing turned the silver needle and suddenly pulled out the silver needle.

A stream of blood came out from the place where the needle was applied just now, and in an instant, Yan Xiang's entire back was covered with dirty blood.

After the blood slowly turned bright red, Zuo Xing saluted and then continued to administer the needle, but this time it was different from the last time, and the blood was not flowing.

Zuo Xingli turned Yan Xiang over, Yan Xiang's face was as pale as paper, without the previous black green, and the corners of his mouth were also pale.

Luo Bingjing hurriedly probed Yan Xiang's snort, her heart was very nervous, but when she found Yan Xiang's snort, her expression suddenly relaxed a lot.

Lianzhi bowed to the left and actually kowtowed, but in a moment his head was knocked red and swollen.

Just when Luo Bingjing and the others thought that Yan Xiang was saved, Zuo Xingli's words were like a basin of ice water, pouring down from the top of everyone's heads.

"Niangniang, there is nothing that can be done to completely remove the toxins in Niangniang's body, although Niangniang has picked up a life, but Niangniang will not be able to wake up from this life."

Luo Bingjing heard that it was like a thunderbolt from the sky, if Sister Yan couldn't wake up and kept sleeping like this, it would be different from death.

Luo Bingjing looked at the scene in this cold palace, if Sister Yan had been in the cold palace, I was afraid that she would not live for a year and a half and would die in this cold palace.

Thinking of this, Luo Bingjing looked to the left and saluted, thinking about it.

Above the main hall.

Lord Yan's expression was dazed, and he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and before he could cover his chest, he heard a loud voice outside the hall:

"Enlighten the saint, Qianling Palace walks the water."

Lord Yan's heart chuckled, Qianling Palace was a cold palace where Xiang'er was imprisoned.

Hou Hongwen's face changed slightly, and he looked in the direction where Lord Yan was, and at the same time, Lord Yan looked at Hou Hongwen.

"Xuanlai people enter the temple."

The person who came was the chief manager of the harem, and it was not an exaggeration to be a little embarrassed and unkempt at this time.

"On the sacred, the Qianling Palace went through the water, and all eight people in the palace were buried in the sea of fire, including the criminal concubine Yan."

As soon as the father-in-law said this, Lord Yan staggered, shook out of the queue, his face turned pale, stepped forward and lifted the collar of his father-in-law, and said in a trembling voice:

"Concubine Yan is gone... Can you recognize it as Concubine Yan? ”

The chief manager knew Lord Yan, and even knew that the concubine who died in the sea of fire was the only son of Lord Yan.

Although Lord Yan and the Yan family have severed their blood relationship, the blood relatives that cannot be erased in their bones are constantly cut.

The chief manager's face turned red with suffocation, and he said in a trembling heart:

"Back to the lord, it has been confirmed that Niangniang has been buried in the fire, in the ruins of the inner hall, Niangniang's body was found in the place where the bed was placed, only Niangniang and her maidservant in the hall, the fire was fierce, no one could rush into the inner hall."

With a bang, Lord Yan only felt that his head was about to explode.

Ignoring that he was still in the court, ignoring the fan's family's eyeing of him, and not taking into account the saint who had never spoken, he pushed his father-in-law away and quickly walked out of the main hall in the direction of Qianling Palace.

The guilty concubine was killed in the flames, and the saint remembered that she had been punished by God, and promised Lord Yan's mansion to carry the body of the guilty concubine back to Lord Yan's mansion.

Lord Yan's Mansion.

Mrs. Yan was in the boudoir where Yan Xiang lived before she got married, looking at the hairpin on her daughter's dresser that had not yet been put away.