Chapter 83: The Cycle of Death
Ling Xi's eyes were instantly filled with a layer of tears, and his heart felt as if he had been pierced by thousands of needles, and it was painful that he could not breathe, and he fell into the chair.
Luo Xiancao patted her lightly on the shoulder: "Girl, life and death are fateful, the fate of each of us is set in the dark, you can't grab it, you can't fight for it, even if you avoid this death, there will be a next time...... Fate is round, none of us can escape, and we will die after all. ”
Ling Xi's heart was full of Chen Qianzhi's poison, and he didn't have the heart to listen to what he said.
She said eagerly: "Isn't there any way to detoxify?" You're a miracle doctor, should, you should know some home remedies or something? Is there anything that can save him? ”
Luo Xiancao looked at her, and she couldn't see the deep meaning in her eyes.
Suddenly, he sighed: "Why can't you understand?" Sometimes, when he dies, it's his life, and if you don't want him to die, you'll have to pay the price! ”
"The price? Save him...... Why should I pay the price? At what cost? ”
"If it is fate, you and her can only live one...... Do you choose him to die, or do you die? ”
“……”
Ling Xi was stunned.
She thought about it for a long time and didn't understand what kind of logic this was.
"Miracle doctor? What do you mean? Could it be that the poison of the thousand machine vines is solved...... Need my life to solve it? ”
[Tyrant poisoning, what does it have to do with me?! 】
[Do you want to...... As written in the TV series, men and women ...... Uh-huh, huh-hum to detoxify? 】
[But aren't those indescribable medicines?] 】
【……】
"Ahem, cough, cough"
Luo Xiancao coughed suddenly, the tips of her ears were slightly red, and she pointed to the medicine in Ling Xi's hand.
"It's not as complicated as you think, take this medicine and you can detoxify him! That one...... I still owe you the last two lives! Let's go! ”
Without waiting for Ling Xi to speak, he flew up and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only an afterimage in front of Ling Xi's eyes.
"...... so fast"
At this speed, there is a feeling of flying bullets.
She shook her head, always feeling that this guy's words were like some kind of Zen machine.
Ah!
Don't worry about it yet!
Let's detoxify the tyrant first.
"Qian Xizhong, are you done?"
"Here we go!"
Qianshizhong's side had already dug three pits and planted all three of them in them, leaving only one head outside.
Seeing Ling Xi coming, he begged for mercy again and again: "Miss Ling, we are all here to save our lives, we can't offend the Queen Mother, and we don't dare to offend the Regent, that's all out of the way......"
"So, you can poison Your Majesty?"
"This ......"
"Don't worry, I won't kill you," Ling Xi looked at them condescendingly and sneered: "As for whether you are dead or alive, when Your Majesty wakes up, he will naturally give you the result!" Of course, if you're still alive before Your Majesty wakes up! ”
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Suiyang Palace.
Gonggong An handed over the burned ashes to Ling Xi and looked nervously at the pale tyrant on the bed.
"Girl, this medicine ...... Can you really save Your Majesty? ”
"Luo Xiancao said that it can be saved, it will definitely be saved!" Ling Xi's words were comforting Father-in-law An, but it was more like comforting himself.
The two of them picked up Chen Qianzhu, carefully fed the medicine, and sat silently on the side waiting for the results.
"Miss Ling, let's eat something and rest," Gonggong An brought a bowl of hot porridge, "I heard Qian Xizhong say, you haven't eaten much all day." ”
"Thank you, I'm not hungry." Ling Xi really has no appetite.
After thinking about it, she asked tentatively, "Ah Weng, your majesty's body ...... Hasn't it been good? ”
Father-in-law An's eyes trembled, and there was a little more different color: "Why does the girl ask that?" ”
"It's nothing, I'm just curious to ask, I'll listen, listen to Luo Xiancao say, Your Majesty's medical case...... Your Majesty has been sick all these years. ”
Ling Xi didn't directly say anything about Chen Qianzhi's poisoning and accumulation, because she didn't know how much Grandpa An knew.
"According to the records on the medical record, His Majesty will be sick almost every month, but he is in the prime of life......"
The tyrant is a young man who is young and angry, but the illness on the medical case records his physical condition bit by bit.
Grandpa An lowered his head and smiled bitterly, his eyes were slightly red: "Miss Ling, if it weren't for you, I would definitely not say it...... Your Majesty, it is really not easy to live until now. ”
"Is it the Queen Mother?"
Gonggong An nodded: "He has been fed poison since he was a child, and he has been detoxifying all these years, but with little effect, Your Majesty...... Before I met the girl, I was the only one who could talk, and I was depressed...... Your Majesty is really bitter. ”
Ling Xi looked at Chen Qianzhi.
[It turns out that after being reborn once, you still haven't been able to escape those poisons!] 】
[The Queen Mother is really afraid that you will grow up, so she fed you poison when you were so young! ] 】
[If you knew that you were poisoned into the bone marrow and you would definitely die, would you still live so hard? 】
[Shall I tell you the truth so that you can spend the rest of your days in peace?] 】
[However, if you don't struggle, will I also die?] 】
[In this case, do I still have to tell you?] 】
【……】
In the plot line, her life and death are tied to the tyrant.
She didn't know if Chen Qianzhi would be forced offline if she died.
However, knowing that the tyrant's time is short, is it cruel to allow him to struggle for survival?
For a short period of time, it may be the most correct choice to quietly enjoy the years and wait for death.
Father-in-law An followed her line of sight, stopped talking for a long time, and finally made up his mind to ask in a low voice.
"Girl, you say...... What is the name of the person who saved His Majesty? ”
"Luo Xiancao, didn't Qian Xizhong tell you?"
"But...... Are you sure it's the Falling Fairy Grass? ”
"How do I know? I haven't seen him again," Ling Xi felt that Grandpa An's question was very strange: "But Qian Xizhong knows him, he said yes, it should be, right?" ”
"Then, old slave, let me ask one more thing, this falling fairy grass...... What does it look like? ”
"What does it look like?" Ling Xi thought carefully for a while and found that something was a little wrong: "Eh, yes, what does he look like?" ”
It's strange that she doesn't have the memory of Luo Xiancao's face in her mind now.
"I remember that he was in his forties with a hat, black and thin, with a scruffy beard, and he was very haggard......"
"Like a farmer who farms, not a doctor Lang Zhong!" Father-in-law An suddenly took over the conversation.
"Yes, that's it," Ling Xi felt that something was wrong: "Ah Weng, do you know Luoxian Cao?" ”
Gonggong An nodded: "When Your Majesty was five years old, she was seriously ill, have you ever heard of Your Majesty?" ”
“…… Talking about being sick, why did Aung ask that? ”
(End of chapter)