Cough, cough, cough, Yun Dingchu's body was trembling continuously, and a smile appeared on his face, and that smile was cold and deep, but a trace of dark blood spilled from the corners of his constantly twitching lips.
Qinglian is a smart girl.
When she saw her master winking, she rushed forward and shouted anxiously: "Miss, does your chest hurt a lot?
Miss, miss, wuwu, eldest madam, miss is so weak.
She said, can she be allowed to stay?"
Will eat it again” Although the girl who was worried about her master had already knelt down.
However, Ms.
Liu stood in the center of the room like a cold pillar, with a smile in her eyes, but there was no warmth in that smile.
How could a heartless and heartless person have warmth?
Yes, watching Yun Dingchu slowly wither and wither is what she ultimately wants to achieve.
"Mom, let's go."
Yun Xueyuan looked over and saw that Yun Dingchu's mouth was full of black blood, like a rose that was about to dry up.
His face was full of contempt and disgust, his voice was as thin as a striped gnat, and he hid behind Mrs.
Liu, with a faint hint of blood in his eyes. smile.
The frivolous look in her beautiful eyes was obvious, as if the woman lying on the bed had an infectious disease, and she eagerly covered her mouth and nose with a white silk scarf.
Didn't Ms.
Liu know the meaning behind her daughter's words?
Even if Yun Dingchu didn't drink this bowl of soup, he might not have much time left.
The smile on his lips curved like a mysterious and undetectable ravine.
"Yunchu, you don't accept my mother's love.
Although my mother is sad, she has no choice but to give up.
You are so skinny that my mother feels so sorry for me.
Go and find me the best doctor in the capital.
If you don't cure Yunchu, , in the future, if one day, I go downstairs to meet my sister, how can I have any face?"
"Yes, Madam, the younger one will go immediately."
As soon as the guard finished speaking, he was nowhere to be found in the room.
"Second sister, you are still alive and well, so we won't disturb you."
Yun Xueyuan covered her mouth and followed her mother with a smile.
It was so bullying.
Qinglian scooped up a bucket of water and threw it towards the main direction where the hateful mother and daughter disappeared.
After the mother and daughter walked away, Yun Dingchu lifted up the thin quilt and stood up.
He picked up the bowl of tonic soup on the table.
He loosened his knuckles and threw the bowl to the floor.
The tonic soup spilled all over the floor, and a layer of soup immediately formed on the ground.
Qinglian was shocked when she saw the white powder.
"This medicine is mixed with poison, miss, let's escape from the house." escape Wherever she could escape, she only knew that this was the Kyoto of the Tianyuan Dynasty.
The only people she knew when she opened her eyes were the girl in front of her and the mother and daughter who left just now.
If she couldn't escape back to modern times, it would be the same wherever she escaped.
The original owner had suffered so much from being a coward in this mansion, and she must help her get it back.
Qinglian was also a smart person.
When he was in a hurry, he winked at her and she immediately cooperated with him in the play just now.
It's really hard to do things with a mute throat.
He can't even scold that bitchy mother and daughter.
He signaled the girl to close the door, and then opened the small surgical bag she carried with her.
It was packed with dense layers of small needles, big ones, small ones, sharp ones, thin ones, long ones, short ones, all pierced.
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Wrapped in white cloth.
He picked the thinnest silver needle from among them, looked at the bronze mirror in front of him, focused his eyes on the center of the slender neck, aimed at an acupuncture point, and gently inserted the fine-tipped needle.
Qinglian was frightened by her behavior and originally wanted to stop her.
However, when she saw her master's calm expression and a series of skillful movements, she held her breath and stared.
In the quiet space, she could almost hear the sound of her breathing.
It seemed that she was the one who was stabbed in the throat, not her master.
The two sharp onion-like fingers were constantly rotating and piercing the silver needle into her blood vessels.
It might have hurt a little, but her lowered head and two curved eyebrows were lightly frowned.
After about a few minutes, Yun Dingchu spurted out a mouthful of black blood and looked at the pool of black blood on the ground.
There were some unique smells in the air, belladonna, anisodamine, and Pruben.
Dingchu She smiled a little bloodthirsty.
She was very familiar with these medicines.
In modern times, she came from a famous family of Chinese medicine doctors.
She had smelled these medicines since she was a child.
It turns out that the original owner's mute disease was not innate.
He was probably forced to take these medicines.
If he took too much, his voice would become dull and hoarse.
Over time, it would become so severe that he would lose his voice.
"Pang Dahai, red ginseng."
She wrote a few words and handed it to Qinglian.
The little girl was still in shock.
It almost shocked her just now.
The young lady actually vomited a mouthful of black blood.
"Pao Tu."
Yun Dingchu said this as a gesture to her.
"Okay."
The girl seemed to understand something and didn't dare to ask any more questions.
She hurriedly followed her master's instructions.
On the second day, guests from the Prime Minister's Mansion gathered.
Those who came to wish Yun Xiang Guodao his birthday were all dignitaries of the Tianyuan Dynasty.
Looking at the civil servants and military generals, almost everyone who was supposed to come had arrived.
Ms.
Liu was neatly dressed, with several small peonies embroidered on her clothes.
The stitches were even and dense, and the corners of the cuffs were inlaid with slender gold rims.
It was obvious at a glance that it was made by a skillful embroiderer in the south of the Yangtze River.
Radiant, smiling, graceful, and with several other concubines from the Prime Minister's Mansion, he greeted the distinguished guests who came to the mansion to congratulate him.
When Yun Xueyuan appeared, her elegant temperament and charming demeanor with a charming smile immediately overshadowed the ladies present.
Her elegance overshadowed all, and there was no doubt that it naturally stole the eyes of all the men present, especially The unique fragrance of her body makes countless men intoxicated and fascinated.
Although the men were full of admiration, they could only stand some distance away from her and watch from afar.
Although this woman was unparalleled in beauty, the Prime Minister's Mansion had already released the words, which were deliberately prepared for the Emperor.
Now, Everyone knows that the Emperor of Tianyuan Dynasty She has already reached the age of marriage, and the Queen Mother has been reluctant to choose a queen for her son.
She is probably waiting for the daughter of the Prime Minister to grow up and become the mother-in-law of the world.
No matter how much the civil and military officials in the court like her, I am afraid that no one has the courage to do so.
Compete with today's emperor for women.
"Madam, the young lady said that today is her father's birthday.
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In order to fulfill her filial piety, she personally cooked a bowl of birthday noodles for him."
Qinglian girl emerged from nowhere, holding a bowl of noodles in both hands.
Although Mrs.
Liu was so angry that she gritted her teeth, she did not dare to have an attack on the spot, so she had to order her subordinates to take the soup noodles and bring them to the main hall for the master to eat.
Qinglian shook her head without thinking, "Madam, the young lady said she wanted to present her face to the master in person."
Mrs.
Liu's face suddenly darkened, and she was about to sneer at the girl for being so bold, but Qinglian's body immediately moved away.
The woman who was dying yesterday now appeared in front of her with a rosy complexion and a radiant look, with her back straight.
The eyes that shot towards her were like two sharp and cold blades.
With a click, Mrs.
Liu's eyelids twitched wildly.
When did Yun Dingchu dare to look at her like this?
In the past, when he saw her, he either lowered his head or stayed away from her, like a mouse seeing a cat, but now he is confused.
Moreover, this woman was not so ill last night that she only had half a life left, but after a few hours, she was so full of energy.
Didn't she ask the guard to call the doctor?
Didn't the guard tell the doctor that she wanted this girl to die?
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