"Who is this?"
Yao Shu asked looking at Yunnuo who was drying something.
"Back to the princess, she is the girl brought back by Master Jiu.
She said she is Doctor Yun's daughter," the servant next to her replied.
"Yun Doctor's daughter" Yao Shu turned to look at Mu Beirong: "Come to see Yun Doctor" How did Mu Beirong know: "I never heard him say he had a daughter."
"Miss Yun," the servant quickly called Yunnuo, who was concentrating on drying herbs: "This is my prince and princess."
Yunnuo turned around quickly, clapped his hands, and said awkwardly: "Prince Rong, Princess Rong."
Mu Beirong nodded and motioned to go in.
Yao Shu looked at her and felt that this girl must be cute and cute, and she would like her at a glance.
Yunnuo spoke slowly and slowly.
It turned out that Yunnuo had no mother since she was a child.
Doctor Yun had raised her single-handedly.
She rarely left the valley since she was a child.
This time, Doctor Yun had been away for too long, which made her a little uneasy, so she found her. .
Yao Shu thought about it.
In order to treat Beirong, the doctor even left his daughter aside, and even arranged her food and accommodation.
The little girl was not arrogant, and she got along well after talking with her.
Yao Shu found that since she married into Prince Rong's Mansion, Prince Rong's Mansion has become more and more lively, first with Su Jiu and Nian Meng, then with Yu Tong and Chen Yue, and now with Yun Nuo.
However, Yao Shu didn't have the time to take care of them.
Recently, Mu Beirong's body began to relapse again.
Just after going out for a while, her face turned a little pale.
Her face was white, but her lips were black.
Yao Shu felt very uneasy, feeling that it was a precursor to the poisonous disease, so she specially sent people to the palace to find an imperial doctor, who lived in Prince Rong's palace and specialized in caring for Mu Bei Rong's body.
"How is it?"
As soon as the imperial doctor finished the diagnosis and treatment, he was surrounded by a group of people.
Doctor Lin stroked his goatee, shook his head and sighed: "The situation is not optimistic."
Yao Shu immediately became nervous: "What's going on?"
"I'm afraid it won't last a year."
"What?"
Yao Shu felt her blood congealing and her eyes were dazzled: "Didn't I say there would be two years left last time?"
Doctor Lin sighed: "When I last treated you, the situation was far less serious than it is now.
I didn't expect it to deteriorate so quickly."
Yao Shu was startled, yes, it must be because he took that medicine regardless of his body last time, which caused the toxin to spread more quickly.
"Is there nothing we can do?"
Yao Shu glanced at Yu Tong who was already sobbing impatiently, and grabbed Doctor Lin and asked.
"Old minister, please do your best."
A group of people rushed into the room, Mu Beirong sat leaning against the bed, Yao Shu had no expression on her face, and Yu Tong stood in front of the bed sobbing: "Why is it so serious?
What should I do?"
"It's okay," Mu Beirong said calmly.
"Why is it okay?
You left us, what should we do?
Why are you so stubborn?
It's okay."
Yao Shu turned her head, and Mu Beirong suddenly raised her voice: "Shut up."
Yu Tong was stunned and felt even more aggrieved: "What's the point of yelling at me?
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If I could detoxify you, I wouldn't hesitate at all."
Mu Beirong's cold glare became even more intense.
Looking at Yu Tong who was crying, his head hurt slightly.
He turned to look at Yao Shu.
She seemed to have never cried.
No matter what happened, she always faced it calmly, seemingly weak. , but very tough.
Yao Shu was not very focused and didn't hear much of Yu Tong's words.
She picked up the teapot and poured water, but her hands were shaking slightly.
She felt even more that parting seemed very close, even though she always wanted to pretend that it wasn't happening.
Things, but still can't escape.
There was a kind of fear in her heart.
She had seen many strong winds and waves, partings between life and death, and the thin line between life and death.
She could face it calmly, but she didn't know that when she knew that Mu Bei Rong was about to die, she began to panic.
She even felt that if she hadn't Without him, she is alone in this strange place, so what meaning does her life have?
"Yaoer Yaoer" Yao Shu suddenly came to her senses and turned around to see that there was no one else in the room.
"What's wrong?"
She sat on the edge of the bed: "Is something uncomfortable?"
Mu Beirong glanced at her worriedly: "You have already finished a bottle of water."
"Really?"
But Yao Shu still felt her mouth was dry.
Mu Beirong sighed softly and held her hand: "Don't panic."
He couldn't bear to see her so distracted.
"It's easy for you to say" Yao Shu shook off his hand: "I'm not feeling sorry for you, I'm feeling sorry for myself.
The dead are pitiful, aren't they?
The living are the ones who suffer the most."
Yao Shu stood up, raised her head slightly, and suppressed the wetness in her eyes: "Don't always look like it doesn't matter.
Are you so calm?
Or is it a broken jar?
Can't you cherish your body a little bit because of me?"
" This was probably the first time that Yao Shu got angry at Mu Beirong.
Mu Beirong was a little stunned.
He looked up at her and looked at her about to cry.
His heart felt as tight as if she was being clenched.
Fate just likes to play tricks on him.
How many times had he thought that he would die, but he survived the disaster, but now, he wants to live, but he can't live.
No, it's not that he can't live, it's just at the cost of the life of the woman he loves, but if she dies , how can he survive?
It seems to be an endless loop, there is no best of both worlds.
Yao Shu turned around and left the room, leaving behind Mu Beirong's obscurely lowered eyes.
After a moment, she raised her hand and slammed the bedpost.
Yao Shu sat blankly in the pavilion.
The cool autumn wind made her sober.
She seemed a little willful.
It was obvious that he was in pain and dying, but she still blamed him so arrogantly.
But she was so confused at the time that it was a bit unreasonable to blame him for his imminent death, as if she was ordering a dying person not to die.
How could there be any sense in that?
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"Red Ink" "Princess."
Hong Mo followed silently behind.
"Is there any news from Lin Sheng?"
That was the person who had been guarding Yao Shu since he was a child.
Yao Shu sent him to find a skilled doctor or a way to detoxify him.
"Not yet."
Hong Mo stepped forward and put on the cloak for Yao Shu: "Even the imperial doctor is helpless, I'm afraid."
Of course Yao Shu knew, but she didn't want to sit still and wait for death, even if there was a little hope.
"Princess Wen Yi" Yu Tong seems to have never called her princess.
Yao Shu turned her head and said indifferently: "Is something wrong?"
"What do you think about Beirong's illness?"
She sat down directly and looked at Yao Shu with a strange look in her eyes.
Yao Shu didn't understand what she meant by asking: "I can't even see the imperial doctor."
Yu Tong looked at the rockery in the distance: "I feel that you are very calm.
Are you thinking that if Beirong dies, you will be free?"
Yao Shu frowned: "There is no need for unrelated people to worry about things between us."
Yu Tong chuckled: "It seems Beirong is not that important in your heart.
He is really stupid.
If I can save him, even if it costs my life, I will not hesitate.
What about you, Princess Wen Yi?"
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