Chapter 47 [Heart-wounded]

Chapter 47 [Heart-wounding]

Xian'er replied in pain, "Doctor Wu came back and brought back the prince's armor. Originally, the army led by the prince had wanted to return to the court. He didn't want to kill another group of people in black on the way. In order to protect Dr. Wu, the prince led away the group of people in black. When Dr. Wu returned, he only found the prince's body, but his face was already blurred..." Xian'er couldn't say anything and began to cry.

Rumo on the bed suddenly heard the bad news and laughed in silence, "Haha, Xian'er, I want me to get better quickly, and it's not so exciting for me!"

Ru Mo stared at the sachet embroidered with the word "mo" in her hands, and a wisp of smile bloomed on her lips and flashed by.

"Sister Mo, cry out, don't scare me..." Ning Xue swollen a pair of rabbit eyes and shook Ru Mo's shoulders anxiously.

Ru Mo's head was dizzy, and then she called softly, "Xueer, what kind of sachet do you like, brother Yan?"

"Sister Mo, Brother Yan... It's no longer there... If you feel uncomfortable... Just cry out... Cher is so sad... I don't want to accept this fact... But..." Ning Xue couldn't say anything and knelt down beside Ru Mo and cried bitterly.

Ru Mo's expression slowly turned around, suddenly stood up, and squeezed out a smile on his face. "I'm going to find your brother Yan. I'm going to find Xiao Yan back."

"Sister Mo, you can't go out." Ning Xue hurriedly stopped Ru Mo, who was about to rampage out, and shouted worriedly outside the hall, "Come on, Sister Mo..."

The fairy, who was holding a heart, was the first to run in, hold Rumo's arm, and persuaded, "Mother, I know you feel uncomfortable, but you still have a fever. How can you go out like this? If you get cold again, how can it be good!"

Ru Mo stared straight at the outside of the hall, and she didn't know where a brute force came from the inside. She pushed away Ning Xue and Xian'er, jumped over them, and ran out!

Ru Mo stepped on the flustered pace and didn't know where she had run. How long did she run? Suddenly, it staggered and suddenly became quiet.

In front of her was Princess Liang's uncontrollable angry face, "Ceng Rumo, are you satisfied now?" A gloomy laughter sounded.

Looking at Princess Liang, who was dressed in white plain clothes and ferocious eyes, Ru Mo's innocent mouth was upturned, with a smile. "Why are you wearing so ugly? Have you seen Xiao Yan? Is he back?"

"Ceng Rumo, you pretend to be crazy like this princess..." Princess Liang's face became colder and colder like ice jade. She wanted to scold the woman who made her jealous and crazy regardless of her manners. If she had scruples before, now she doesn't have to hide it anymore. Anyway, the person who has never loved her is dead. She must find a vent, and this vent is to take him. The most beloved woman came to dispel the fact that she had become a "widow", but when the long-standing resentment came to her mouth, she turned into a burst of crying, "The palace chose not to be sad... In exchange for the freedom of your 'Mother Mofei'... Otherwise, can you come out of the cell alive? Your freedom was exchanged by the prince with his life..."

"What did you say? Is my freedom exchanged for Xiao Yan's life?" Ru Mo asked tremblingly. At this time, her body was already shaking and her face was in a cold sweat.

Princess Liang suddenly sneered, and then her hostile eyes went straight to Ru Mo, saying word by word: "Leng Rumo, listen to me, Xiao Yan, the king of Liang, he is dead. He was killed by you!"

Ru Mo frowned together, and suddenly there was a pain in her chest, "Wow!" With a sound, a mouthful of blood spewed out of her mouth and fell to the ground!

Ru Mo fell asleep for a few days and nights. Dr. Wu stretched out his hand to try on her forehead, but it was still hot, and the heat did not subside at all.

"If you can't take the medicine, how can you lower your fever?" The fairy stood aside in a mess and began to cry.

Dr. Wu sighed and said solemnly, "The Empress has not been cleared of the poison, and then she attacked her heart with a weak fire, plus blood loss. If you don't take the medicine in time, I'm afraid the medicine stone will be hard to save. My heart can't be opened, and my pulse is so weak. I'm dying with all my heart. Even if I have a medical skill, it's useless!"

Ning Xue heard the words of the imperial doctor outside the screen, and suddenly a light appeared in his mind, "Don't worry. I'll find Fan Yun and see if he can do anything."

After a while, Fan Yun was sitting by Rumo's bed. He took the medicine bowl, picked up a spoon and fed it to Rumo's mouth, but the medicine soup flowed down her mouth to her lips, and not a drop was fed in.

"Doctor, if the Empress Mo has refused to take medicine, will her life be in danger?" Fan Yun asked Dr. Wu anxiously.

Dr. Wu's face sank, "The Empress's nerves have been greatly stimulated, and now she can't feed the medicine. I'm afraid it's more or less lucky!"

Fan Yun's heart hung, but he didn't give up. He took a sip of the medicine, bent down, put his mouth on Ru Mo's lips, and carefully sent the medicine to her throat.

Ning Xue, who was beside her, looked at this scene in shock. She covered her face with her hands and exclaimed, "Fan Yun, it turns out that you also like Sister Mo!"

Although the juice flowed into Rumo's throat, she did not swallow it, but coughed, and the juice in her mouth flowed out of her lips again.

Dr. Wu shook his head and stopped; "This won't work. If the Empress can't swallow the medicine, it is likely that the juice will flow into the trachea. If it is choked, it will be more dangerous."

Fan Yun looked at the almost silent man and ordered desperately, "Ceng Rumo, get up, are you escaping? Your Xiao Yan is dead, so what? Do you have an excuse to go with him? Don't you want revenge? At least he is also a person with martial arts skills, but also a person with strategy and wisdom. How can he die inexplicably? Who attacked you? Don't you want to investigate all this? You are the person he loves the most, can't you ask for justice for him after his death?"

It seemed to hear Fan Yun's roar. **'s Rumo moved the corners of her lower lip slightly, and a drop of medicine left in her throat was swallowed. Fan Yun held the medicine bowl with joy and sent a spoonful of medicine to her lips. Her dry lips took the initiative to open. With the inflow of the medicine, her throat slowly recovered to swallow.

Fan Yun, who has always been pretentious, was happy, but there was a faint depression in his eyes. "Little Molly, the person you care about most in your heart is indeed King Liang, not me, Fan Yun. But you know that what Fan Yun cares about most in his heart is you!"

In the late-night "Moxiangyuan", the lights in many places were turned off, but only a lamp in front of the table was still on, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of medicine, covering the whole bedroom.

Ru Mo was sitting at the table. She was recovering from a serious illness, which made her chin sharper. "There is no one around here. Does Dr. Wu have anything to say to me?" Under the delicate and orchid look, she endured a touch of imperceptible fierceness.

"I have something to say." Dr. Wu lowered his head obediently and said thoughtfully, "That group of people in black are well trained, not like ordinary robbers..."

Ru Mo shifted her reproachful eyes to Dr. Wu's face and gritted her teeth with hatred, "If it's an ordinary robber, can he take the prince's life?"

Dr. Wu couldn't help trembling. He secretly admired the meticulousness of the Empress in front of him, so he boldly said boldly, "I inferred that the group of people in black were sent from the palace to assassinate the prince, and it is likely to be the imperial army."

"Why do you say that the people in black are Yulinjun? What evidence do you have?" Ru Mo asked, and her face immediately turned cold.

Dr. Wu knelt down respectfully, kowtowed, and got up and said, "I have been a military doctor for several years. I know that a well-trained army is easy to recognize. The cocoons on their right hands are in the same position, which is very different from the posture of the sons and daughters holding swords."

"Doctor Wu has guaranteed his medical ethics and life with these decades. What else does I not believe..." Ru Mo clasped the coffin and said with a cold smile, "Who still holds the military power in his hand now?"

"I am a doctor, and there are many things that are inconvenient to ask about. This... The Empress can ask Fan Yun, a university scholar..." Dr. Wu replied with his mind.

Ru Mo sighed helplessly. With the faint candlelight, she asked a question she had been avoiding, "What did the prince say in the end?" After the depressed tone came out, it trembled so much.

At the same time, in the concubine's bedroom, the light is so dark that people can't adapt to it. What did the child Yan'er say in the end? What about the military power in his hand?" The princess smiled confidently and finally threw out the question she was very concerned about.

Huang Taiping, who knelt down, spoke in a shrill voice and said with joy, "Yu Linjun's hands are clean and neat, and even the slaves have to admire them, so King Liang didn't say anything in the end, and he died. Master, you are so wise!"

"My family is concerned about military power. Why do you say so much?" The imperial concubine was impatiently full of doubts. According to Xiao Yan's shrewd wisdom, she could she be killed so easily? Although she sent the imperial army, she just wanted to take the military power in his hand. If he was willing to submit, he would naturally spare his life. After all, that was the child she admired the most. Thinking of this, she couldn't help sighing.

Huang Taiping was unpredictable about the imperial concubine in front of him and flattered him. "Although the slave did not get the military power in the hands of the king of Liang, please ask the master to let me make another contribution and get rid of the thorn in your eyes, 'Moufei'."