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"Where's Shan'er, how is Shan'er?" As soon as he reviewed the mansion, Gu Lin'an grabbed Gong Qianzhu and asked anxiously.
Gong Qianzhu also looked anxious, "I don't know, Wen Po is still helping her deliver the baby, but the gauze has been used a lot, and each one is stained with blood." โ
How can it go on like this, all the preparations have been done meticulously, if there is really a mistake in the production process, not only will you not be able to give birth to a child, but I am afraid that even Ning Shan's life will not be guaranteed.
Through the door, Ning Shan's screams of pain in the room could be heard clearly, seeing that the basins of clear water were brought in, and when they came out, they were already red blood, Gu Lin'an was even more anxious, and kept pacing back and forth, and suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to ask her, "Where is Ling Chuan?"
"I sent him back to his room, and he could be buried early tomorrow morning. โ
Gu Lin'an pressed his eyebrows with a tired face, too many things have happened today, his younger brother who has accompanied him since he was a child was killed by a traitor, if he knew which old thief was the killer......
Ning Shan was in pain on the bed, blood flowed all over the bed, Wen Po tried her the side, and her face turned red, but she didn't see the child come out. All the maids in the house were busy in the room, wiping her sweat while helping to stop the bleeding, and the water was changed one basin after another, so busy that everyone was sweating profusely.
"Mother, mother!" Ning Shan cried as hard as she could, her voice was almost hoarse, and she rolled on the bed in pain, and her whole body was soaked with sweat.
Gong Qianzhu listened anxiously outside the door, and said to Gu Lin'an, "Gu Gongzi, can you call Ning Shan's mother-in-law, with her mother-in-law by her side, her mood will be much better, and the birth will be smoother." โ
"It's too late. Gu Lin'an said anxiously, "Ziyue disappeared before entering the palace, and the Su family had no choice but to report to the upper authorities that Ziyue had passed away from illness, and the saint was angry, and sent the second lady to Nanshan to cultivate Buddha on the charge of taking care of him, and it would take at least a month to go back and forth." โ
Gong Qianzhu walked around the door anxiously, eager to rush in and help her give birth.
Ning Shan screamed hysterically in the room, shouting that her throat was about to bleed, and the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, as if it was going to flood the entire Yangzhou City.
"Miss Qianzhu, you know how to heal, why don't you go in and relieve Shan'er's pain? Gu Lin'an couldn't listen anymore, and looked at Gong Qianzhu and pleaded.
Gong Qianzhu looked embarrassed, "I just read some medical books on herbal medicine, and I don't know anything about obstetrics and gynecology, and I don't know how to deliver babies." โ
Ning Shan's screams in the house became weaker and weaker, and suddenly a dazzling lightning flashed, and then thunder exploded in her ears, Ning Shan finally screamed, and then there was no sound.
After a long time, the door was opened, and Wen Po came out with a pale face, Gu Lin'an hurriedly greeted him, and asked anxiously, "How is it? Is it born? Why didn't you hear the child cry?"
Wen Po's face was already shockingly pale, and she knelt down as soon as her legs were weak, "Gu Gongzi, please mourn, Mrs. Venerable...... Mrs. Zun is gone. โ
All the maids and servants around knelt down, and their faces were sad and they cried out in mourning.
Gu Lin'an was struck by lightning, his steps were weak, and he almost fell.
The rain was still falling, as if it was paying tribute to the two young souls who had passed away.
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Gong Qianzhu Imperial Sword flew in the sky, the clouds quickly passed by, and the lofty mountains and mountains under his feet were in full view, majestic and majestic, extremely magnificent.
Although Ning Shan died of dystocia last night, it was not impossible to save it. She remembered that her sister had inadvertently mentioned to her that there was a soul returning jade from the lady of the fan on Diancang Mountain, as long as the person had died for less than three days and the soul had not returned to the underworld, the soul returning jade would be able to summon the three souls and seven spirits back again, simply put, it was to bring the dead back to life. Moreover, the second tip that Jiu Lizhan gave her last night was to save Ning Shan.
So, she said goodbye to Gu Lin'an early this morning, explaining not to bury Ning Shan first, and waiting for her to come back with the Soul Returning Jade to save her.
In fact, she is not very sure that she can borrow the Soul Returning Jade, although Mrs. Zhifan is a famous and promising veteran in the Six Realms, but after all, there is no Cangshan in a thousand years, and she is a person who is even more autistic than Chang'e, as for her temper and character, few people can know it. If she refuses to lend it to her in a desperate way, it will take a lot of thought.
Although Ning Shan is not a good person, and it was not her original intention to save her, since Jiulizhan chose her as a contractor and asked her to go to Mrs. Zhifan to save Ning Shan, there must be a reason for it. Even if it doesn't make sense, Ning Shan, as a contractor, can't die, at least until the mission is completed.
Never mind. Gong Qianzhu exhaled lightly, even if it was for her sister, she had to give it a try.
Edgeworth had been flying in the sky for some hours, and she was looking thousands of miles away, and saw that Cangshan was not far ahead, so she hurriedly accelerated her speed and flew away.
Suddenly, she saw that there was an immortal mountain at her feet, and the enchantment seemed to be a little turbulent and shaky, as if someone had forcibly destroyed the enchantment and broke in, she hurriedly stopped for a while, and was about to go down to see what was going on.
Thinking so, she regained her speed and disappeared in a puff of smoke.
However, then again, that immortal mountain seems to be Wangwu Mountain......
Entering Diancang Mountain, it was much easier than she imagined, I thought that it was the residence of Mrs. Zhifan, in order to prevent outsiders from disturbing Qing Xiu, it should be a strong enchantment or something, but I didn't expect that the road was unimpeded, there was not even a fairy beast blocking the road on the road, and even the hare jumped away when he saw a living person breaking in.
The scenery of Diancang Mountain is beautiful, with flowers and plants, lush and green. She had come up along a small stream, the water was crystal clear, and the fish in the water were all fairy, and their scales shimmered with multicolored transparent light.
When I arrived at Diancang Palace, the atmosphere was majestic, and the tall palace gate was inlaid with countless rare and brilliant gems, shining brightly, so bright that it almost pierced people's eyes. Gong Qianzhu took a deep breath to stabilize his nervous emotions, and was about to step forward to knock on the door, when suddenly the side door opened, and a scholar-like person was thrown out of it.
"Go out, Madame is not a guest. Xian'e waved her hand impatiently, stopping him from trying to break in.
Seeing that she was frowning and about to close the door, the scholar hurriedly clasped the edge of the door with his hand and pleaded, "Xiaosheng just wants to borrow the Soul Jade to save his mother, and I hope the fairy will be accommodating!"
Gong Qianzhu was stunned, is this person also here to borrow the Soul Jade?
Xian'e stiffened her face and said sharply, "What a divine artifact the Soul Returning Jade is, how could Madam lend you a mortal casually! Don't bother to make any effort, it is better to prepare for your mother's funeral with this spare time." โ
"How can this be!" Seeing the scholar's face turn so pale in a flash, Gong Qianzhu couldn't stand it anymore, this kind of scene was too familiar, just like when she knelt in front of the door of the Medical Saint Immortal Island and desperately begged them to save her sister. She couldn't help but rush over, grabbed the scholar's crumbling body, and reprimanded, "Hasn't Mrs. Zhifan always taken it as her responsibility to help the world?