When she came to the small case, the queen straightened the layers of gorgeous and delicate skirts a little, held the edge of the small case with one hand, avoided the injured palm, and sat firmly on the small pear blossom wood stool on top of Lu Si's careful support.

The pale fingers carefully sorted out the scattered shawls and unfolded skirts for the queen, Lu Sifang breathed a heavy sigh of relief, glanced around, and then didn't say anything more, then reached out, stroked the hem of the clothes, and knelt directly on the queen's side.

There was a simple medicine box above the small table, which contained some simple wound medicine, gauze, scissors and other things, with a faint medicinal fragrance.

Looking at this medicine box, Lu Si pursed the corners of his lips, poked his head over, and his pale fingers gently counted the items in the medicine box, looking at them one by one, until they were all counted and made sure that there were no problems, then he withdrew his gaze and breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, a faint smile appeared on his face.

It's just a very ordinary face, it's just a very simple or even old clothes, it's just a very ordinary smile, but it seems to add a bit of dazzling light to Lu Si's immature face, so that the queen's eyes can't help but shake, but she lost her mind for a while, and her thoughts gradually drifted away.

"Mother."

Lu Si smiled brightly, a pair of crystal eyes looked at the queen, with undisguised joy and satisfaction, and the smiling voice seemed to be dyed with joy.

"In this medicine box, everything you need to treat your wounds is complete."

"Now, the slave can treat the wound on the palm of the mother's hand."

The queen sat casually on the low stool, leaned lazily to the side, stretched out the injured palm and placed it in front of Lu Si, and gently supported the edge of the small case with the other hand.

The queen, who is dressed in a phoenix robe, at this moment, has lost her usual dignified momentum, majestic oppression, revealing a bit of laziness and leisure.

"Mother."

Looking at such a lazy queen, Lu Si was puzzled in his heart, hesitated for a moment, and still spoke softly, with a sense of timidity.

"Wait a while, the slave will treat this wound for you, it will hurt a little when disinfecting and bandaging, please bear with me."

The queen let out a casual "um", moved her gaze with a bit of tiredness, crossed Lu Si's nervous face, her eyebrows trembled slightly, and then she looked away and looked out of the hall.

Seeing that the queen's gaze gradually emptied and became illusory, a deep sense of doubt appeared on Lu Si's face, but he didn't say much, only knelt respectfully beside the queen, bowed to the queen, and said solemnly: "Niangniang, the slave maid will begin." ”

The queen's thick eyebrows moved, her eyes were a little divergent, and she quietly looked at the fire outside the hall that had been somewhat restrained, and did not answer.

Seeing this, Lu Si didn't continue to say more, only stretched out his pale hand, carefully picked up the queen's bloodstained palm, frowned slightly, and looked at the injury.

There were constantly women's cries coming from the side hall, and several imperial doctors on duty were busy back and forth, with a little anxiety on their faces, a little hurry, and from time to time there were injured people who were sent here, crying constantly.

And the queen, since she sat down, has not spoken again, has not moved again, has lost all movement.

A gorgeous phoenix robe is quiet under the soft night pearl, and the compelling momentum and shocking sharpness of the weekdays have also been all reined in, leaving only a gentle and undisturbed wave.

***

When they heard the shadow say that something had happened to the Wind Lotus Palace, Su Yunshu and Su Yunhua were both shocked, and they couldn't help but glance at each other, and the moment their eyes met, they both knew it and nodded.

Then, the two of them quickly activated their spiritual power at the same time, and they didn't care about what to say to everyone, and directly ran towards the Wind Lotus Hall at their fastest speed.

The cold night breeze in his ears blew his robe like a hunt, his scattered hair swept across his cheeks, bringing a wave of uncomfortable touch, and his eyes were also astringent by the night breeze.

Behind him, footsteps kept approaching, and a familiar breath came to his side.

Sensing the arrival, Su Yunshu did not turn his head to look, only frowned slightly, his pace quickened a lot, and his handsome face seemed to be shrouded in a layer of cold ice, with a feeling of coldness to the bone.

The burning sensation of the fire hits the face, bringing a bit of heat.

With a light tiptoe, stepping through the trembling treetops, through the icy cold wind, the figures of several people fell not far from the Wind Lotus Palace.

The moment it fell to the ground, a cold feeling came to his face, quickly surrounding everyone.

Looking up, although the surrounding fires had been controlled, the scorching momentum of the fire had not been reduced much, even if it was Su Yunshu and Gong Linggui, when they passed by the flames, they also felt a little struggling.

The great burning sensation, the pain of oppressing his meridians, faintly, with a bit of devouring spiritual power, is magnificent.

As the lowest cultivation of Su Yunhua among these people, he was already unbearable, and Su Yunshu opened the enchantment and carried it, so he barely insisted on getting here.

However, as soon as he entered the scope of the Wind Lotus Palace, the burning sensation of strong oppression disappeared in an instant, leaving only the cold feeling like an appendage of bones, which entered the human body through the clothes, and traveled all over the body along the meridians, bringing a trembling sensation without the slightest appearance of stopping.

Su Yunhua, who was originally bleak, turned a lot paler after just a few breaths, and drips of cold sweat poured out from her white forehead, along her cheeks, slowly slid down, and fell on the dark ground, quickly disappearing.

The surrounding fire burned so strongly, but this Wind Lotus Hall was not affected by the fire at all, but was filled with an extremely strange cold air, cold and terrifying.

Looking at this situation, Gong Linggui couldn't help frowning, adjusting his aura slightly, and his spiritual power was running to prevent the damage caused by the cold qi entering his body.

Looking at Su Yun's painting, which was getting paler and paler, Su Yunshu's brows furrowed a little tighter, raised his hand slightly, and his big palm fell on the top of her hair, and the warm spiritual power flowed, slowly entering her body, dispersing the cold qi and alleviating the feeling of oppression.

A burst of warmth surrounded him, and Su Yunhua suddenly felt that his limbs, which had become stiff because of the cold, began to become warm, and the cold air that constantly collided between the meridians was also slowly dispelled, and the feeling of tightness in his chest disappeared.

With a deep sigh of relief, Su Yunhua used his spiritual power to channel the breath in his body, and the discomfort slowly subsided.

"Small paintings."

Su Yunshu's low voice came from his ears, with an undisguised sense of worry and anxiety.

Su Yunhua opened his eyes, and after his vision was blurred for a while, he slowly became clear.

Shaking his head, Su Yunhua tilted his head slightly, looked at Su Yunshu beside him, and smiled slightly, with a soothing taste.

"Third brother, Xiaohua is fine."