The Chinese doctor soon rushed over, and saw that Rong'er had a miscarriage and was bleeding, so he quickly stopped the bleeding for her.
Manager Kong asked people to bring the key and unlocked the chains on Rong'er and Zhuangzi's hands and feet.
Rong'er and Zhuangzi still have iron chains on their hands and feet until now. gave Rong'er a pill, and the traditional Chinese medicine said to Dai Liu'er: "Dai Daxia is fine, she's fine, her body is fine, she is tired, she is in a coma, and it has nothing to do with miscarriage." ” After a while, Rong'er woke up.
The bleeding below also stopped.
"Rong'er woo woo" Zhuangzi pounced and checked on Rong'er.
"It's okay, Brother Zhuang is fine, don't cry, Rong'er can still give birth to Brother Zhuang," Rong'er said with a tired smile on her face.
"Rong'er woo woo" Dai Liu'er came over, leaned over to check it, and nodded towards Rong'er.
"Mother" Rong'er looked at Dai Liu'er and shouted.
At that moment, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.
When she saw that her mother was fine, she was relieved.
"She needs to rest, don't disturb her.
Oh scrub her body with hot water first, and then change all the clothes on her body.
If you wear this dress, you can wear it without being sick.
The Chinese doctor confessed again.
Chief Kong, who was standing outside the door, listened, and hurriedly shouted to a clever guard: "Go quickly, prepare bath water and clothes for the harem, and arrange a few maids to come over, be strong and have steady hands and feet." ” Song Juecheng's dormitory.
With the support of everyone, Song Quecheng entered the dormitory, and under the service of several maids, he hurriedly took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and came out in a hurry.
In the hall of the dormitory, the floor has been cleaned and the belongings have been organized.
But the air was still filled with the smell of blood.
"Lord" Song Rongzi stepped forward quickly, stood on the side in front of Song Juecheng, and waited for the lord's question.
"How's it going?"
asked Song Qiucheng anxiously.
"There was no movement in the capital of the Lord, and the Taoists who were hiding did not act" "What about Zhuangzi," Song Quecheng interrupted.
"Zhuangzi He" Song Quecheng couldn't wait to ask: "What's wrong with him?"
"Returning to the Lord" Song Rongzi took a small step forward and said in a low voice: "Zhuangzi, he didn't oppose, he recognized his mother."
The Lord is just" "It's just what," Song Juecheng shouted impatiently.
He was very dissatisfied with Song Rongzi's spitting.
What he wants is the result, what is the Zhuangzi, what attitude and performance do not scare him, and whether it has achieved the expected effect "Rong'er, she had a miscarriage, I heard the Chinese doctor say, it's a boy" "What is it" Song Quecheng heard it, and suddenly his head was big Why did this moth come out again?
"But Rong'er is very good, the Chinese doctor gave her a pill, stopped the bleeding, and she will be fine after a few days of recuperation."
"The widow is going to take a look," Song Quecheng interrupted.
"Don't be the master," Song Rongzi stopped.
"Now Princess Qinglian, she can't accept it, crying about her grandson, Zhuangzi, he may not be able to figure it out for a while" "Then that" Song Quecheng said anxiously: "The widow can't do without it."
"The Lord can ask the imperial chef to send some tonic soup to Rong Er and take care of it.
As for Zhuangzi, he doesn't have to see him in person, just let Princess Qinglian tell him."
Under Song Rongzi's persuasion, Song Quecheng quieted down.
When he came to the place where he usually handled official business, Song Quecheng didn't have the heart to put himself into work, and still asked uneasily: "What about those Taoists outside the capital?"
"Back to the master, the slave has already sent someone, and there shouldn't be a big deal.
There is no accident inside the palace, and the Taoists outside can't be messed up."
Song Juecheng listened, and his brows furrowed again.
I thought: This Zhuangzi is no wonder the black-clothed chief wants to kill him, it is really not an ordinary person, if he really kills him, it will really trigger a Taoist rebellion, killing him is not not killing him, it is a trouble, not this "What should the black-clothed man do with him" Song Kuocheng raised his head and looked at Song Rongzi.
Song Rongzi thought for a while and said, "Since Father-in-law Wu called him away, let Father-in-law Wu deal with it."
Song Kecheng nodded and did not speak again.
Although he didn't know the specific reason yet, he had already guessed that the black-clothed guards must have done a lot of shameful things in it.
Otherwise, after gaining power, he would be very rude to Grandpa Wu, and he would suppress Grandpa Wu with a big hat at every turn.
And today, when Gonggong Wu appeared, the black-clothed guard was so frightened that he knelt on the spot.
If he hadn't been at fault, he wouldn't have done this Gonggong Wu returned to the underground secret room in the dormitory, drank the others back, and left the black-clothed guards alone.
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The black-clothed guard lost his former prerogativeness, lying on the ground, not daring to raise his head.
"In the days when I am still alive, I can take your life at any time, you can do it yourself" Gonggong Wu sat down in his usual retreat position, opened his eyes, and looked at the black-clothed guard.
Seeing the black-clothed guard lying there, he didn't say anything more, reached out and pressed a button beside him, opened the mechanism on the bedside, and took out a box from it.
Then take out a jade bottle from the box, uncork the jade bottle, pour out a pill, and swallow it.
I worked hard to expand the effect of the pill, and then slowly opened my eyes.
"The reason why I didn't kill you is because I'm getting old by the Lord's side, and I also need a younger personal and intimate guard.
Remembering that you were faithful to the Lord, I did not kill you And I promised the lord that I must find the little princess and take good care of the little princess.
Now I'm going to make good on my promise.
I really didn't imagine that you would dare to poison me like this, and if you continued like this, you would die quickly.
Even if the Lord doesn't kill you, others won't be able to get used to your domineering To be faithful to the Lord rather than worrying about what you are worried about is how to protect the Lord, not how to deal with affairs.
As the king of a country, if the Lord did not have that ability, how could the Lord give up the throne to him Do you think that it took nearly a lifetime of hard work for the first lord to get the position of the king of the Song Kingdom, and he can pass on the throne to a son who has no talent, so his life's hard work is not in vain I have followed the Prophet for more than 40 years, and I have never asked about the Lord.
The master does things first, and we and other minions can't understand it.
But the result is good, as a king, we don't care about the process of action, but care about the result, just like when we go to a certain place, no matter which path we choose to take, there is only one purpose, that is, to be able to reach that place and complete the purpose.
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