Chapter 183 I don't know who the heart disease is

At that moment, she was a little impulsive, weak, and instinctively wanted to catch something. If she hadn't been pushed away by Beiqiu Yin, she might have almost revealed her sincerity.

With a little flustered footsteps, Yu Meiren sat up slightly from ** and saw the panting Xinyu running. She lifted the yarn and saw her face white with fear.

"Madam, your wound has cracked again. I'll go to the imperial doctor."

After saying that, Xinyu turned around and left. Beauty Yu immediately stopped her: "No, the emperor has gone."

The emperor has gone...

Xinyu's heart thumped, and she couldn't help but worry that something happened to her master and the emperor just now, which would cause the wound to crack.

Why? Xinyu sighed from the bottom of her heart. Obviously, she is not a hard-hearted person. Obviously, she is a person with feelings for each other, but she has to talk to each other coldly. Now she is greatly damaged and doesn't know how to cherish herself. I'm afraid it's really difficult to get better.

Xinyu was about to turn around when she heard Yu Meiren's voice, which was calm and meaningful.

"Xinyu, there is no outsider now. Tell me, who are you?"

Xinyu's footsteps stagnated, and her body also trembled. Her heart bumped into a trace of panic, followed by ten fingers poking into the skin. Xinyu looked sideways and slowly turned around, as if she was a little surprised, but just stayed for a moment, and the smoke dissipated in an instant.

"The Empress is joking. Xinyu is just a slave to serve the master from beginning to end. If the master refuses to trust the slave, he can chase him away."

Hearing Xinyu's answer, Yu Meiren has made a determination. If she is just an ordinary maid of honor, she will not be so calm, but if she wants to harm her, she should have many opportunities to do it. The only reason is that the power behind Xinyu does not intend to harm her, but it is always a hidden danger.

"So good, I'm just a weak woman and child, even my own sister, and I have some precautions against outsiders. In fact, no matter who you are, since I have decided to trust you, you are mine from now on, so you can never betray me.

"Don't worry, the maidservant is loyal to her and will never do anything to hurt her."

Xinyu knelt on the ground, and Yu Meiren sighed, as if she was weak: "Get up."

Xinyu got up, through the gauze. The bloody smell became more and more serious. At such a speed, it seemed that she could not wait and must stop the bleeding immediately. Thinking of this, she did not care about palace etiquette, so she reached out to lift the gauze and approached the woman who was **.

Beauty Yu's mind was already in a trance, and her breathing became more and more turbid. She faintly saw someone leaning against her, but she was powerless to stop it. The man's fingers rolled around her chest and immediately felt a little cool.

"Mother, don't worry, you will be fine."

Hearing the woman's firm voice, Yu Meiren took off her guard and fell asleep.

When Beiqiu Yin and the imperial doctor walked into the hall, he saw Xinyu coming out with a basin of blood. His heart was cold. He immediately grabbed the maid's arm and broke the bone, which made the defenseless Xinyu make a sound.

"What did you do to the imperial concubine?"

The sound was like a wind, frost and snow blade. It instantly wiped Xinyu's side face, leaving a gloomy cold. The iron basin in her hand fell to the ground with a bang. Looking directly at Xinyu and did not dare to raise her head, let alone look at the terrible eyes, so she had to whisper tremblingly: "Go back to the emperor's words, the maidservant saw the imperial concubine's wound crack. I was afraid that she would lose too much blood, which would lead to... So I treated the wound without authorization according to the method of my hometown.

The woman's words made Beiqiu Yin temporarily relieved. He was worried about the woman in the hall, so he just glanced at the maid of honor, regardless of whether what she said was true or not, and ran towards the hall.

Beiqiu Yin was a little nervous through the yarn. He was afraid that when he lifted the yarn, there was only a cold body in it, which was lifeless, leaving only dead silence.

The fingers are a little stiff, but they can't stop, running into the rhythm of the heartbeat, making the breathing chaotic.

At the moment when the yarn was lifted, a white face was exposed, and his facial features were outlined beautifully. His breathing suffocated, and his fingers reached her nose. Then he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, turned to the person standing in the outer hall and shouted, "Doctor Yao, come in and treat the imperial concubine."

For good, she has nothing to do.

When Yao's doctor heard the words, he immediately dragged his old body and walked in. Because she was the emperor's favorite concubine, he did not dare to deface or neglect it. He bent down slightly and pleaded, "Please lift the gauze to reveal the mother's wrist, so that the minister can diagnose the mother's pulse."

Beiqiu Yin's panic has not subsided at this time. Hearing Dr. Yao's words, he immediately wanted to get angry: "When is it? Dr. Yao, I order you to return me a lively beauty no matter what method you use. If there is any blasphemy of the imperial concubine, I will grant you all innocence.

The golden mouth and jade words, Yao Yuyan said that it was believed. Dr. Yao no longer delayed and immediately raised the yarn to take the pulse for the beauty. When he took the pulse, his expression became more and more solemn. Although he got the holy golden mouth, he accompanied the king like a tiger, and he would lose his head if he was not careful. Yao Yu doctor bent down again: "Your Majesty, don't worry, Mr. Rong Laochen looked down the imperial concubine's Wound."

"Excreme."

Beiqiu Yin was irritable. How could he take care of this? Yao Yu's hand and lifted the woman's skirt, looked at the wound, then turned around and shook her head slightly: "Part of the injury of the imperial concubine is in her body, but part of it is in her heart."

"What does this mean?"

"The injury on the body is already very serious and has hurt the heart. A little carelessness will be life-threatening. But that part of her heart made her survive, but the part of her body that she pressed on didn't get better for a long time.

Beiqiu Yin was in pain and looked at the woman. The injury on her body had always been something he was worried about. At this time, when he learned that the wound in her heart, he didn't know what to do. Was it him or that person?

"Your Majesty, you still need a mental medicine doctor for heart disease. If you take the wrong medicine, there is no cure and there is no way to cure it."

Heart disease still needs a heart medicine doctor. Beiqiu Yin smiled bitterly. Who is his heart medicine between him and the devil?

"Your Majesty..."

Yao Yu's doctor called out tentatively. Only then did Beiqiu Yin realize his gaffe, restrained the bitterness in his eyes, seemed to be tired, and waved his hand: "Get back."

Doctor Yao did not dare to say anything more. He bowed and left the hall. Beiqiu Yin turned around, sat by the woman's bed, stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman's cold hand, and put it on the side of his face. Slowly, a tear flowed from the bottom of the emperor's eyes and gently stroked the woman's hand. Back.

In her sleep, Yu Meiren frowned restlessly and always felt that something slipped through her chest and felt faintly painful.

She tried to open her eyes, but there was only darkness around her. She couldn't see anything and touch anything, just like the moment she was trapped in a small dungeon. She called the name that she had been missing for a lifetime countless times in the bottom of her heart. How hope, he saved her that time.

There is nothing, just a dream, and then someone went to Huangquan with her, leaving a temperature in her heart that was like the sunset.

She once went further and further to the person who held her life, and the person she once wanted to kill him was on her left, desperately close to her.

Then, someone began to whisper in her ear. She couldn't hear clearly, but she felt sad in the dark.

Tears seemed to be touched by infatuation and slowly scratched his cheeks. Beiqiu Yin just raised his head and saw the string of crystals. His heart touched the softness. He couldn't help reaching out to touch the drop of heat, and then reached his fingers to his lips and put them into his mouth to bite.

A little salty and a little bitter. This is the first time he has tasted the woman's tears, as if he could get close to her heart this time.

Heart disease still needs a mental medicine doctor. What Dr. Yao just said sounded in his ear again.

But who is the scar in her heart? He and Nangong Fu, who is the person she loves in her heart?

Beiqiu Yin can't confirm her heart now, but he doesn't blame her. It was he who pushed her away at the earliest time and made him fall into doom.

The only thing he is sure now is his jealousy, his worries, because there can be another man in her life, which makes her feel painful and attached.

When the two armies fought, he knew that she had made a choice. If it hadn't been for the accident, he might have been a prisoner of that man, and he didn't even have the opportunity to make mistakes and make her a person who made great contributions to the Beiqiu Dynasty.

But this time, he was wrong again. What's wrong is that he lost the world, but he may have lost her.

After tying the quilt for the woman of **, he got up and walked out of the hall. If possible, he would rather be the prisoner of that person. Maybe in this way can he see her sincerity.

It's better to die than to see her hurt. Anyway, he has never owned it, and nothing can be lost.

He stopped for a short time and was surprised by the idea of this moment. Beiqiu Yin turned around and looked at the woman between the bed. The veil was covered by the hazy veil, and the ** people were also real and fantastic.

The wind moved the curtain, and the purple veil was elegant. The ** person was weak and could not stand a trace of coldness. He was reluctant to leave his heart. His footsteps were calm and urgent. With a "cough" sound of the door of the hall, his figure disappeared at the door of the hall.

The moonlight floats pale, like a shallow silver lake, as bright as water.

The man who attacked in the bright yellow suddenly seemed to think of something and turned to the other side of the road.

The father-in-law who followed the emperor saw that it was getting late, and there were still many memorials to be reviewed in the past. Thinking of the Empress Dowager's many explanations, he couldn't calm down and asked, "Your Majesty, where are you going?"

The man's footsteps did not stop, and the words he said were shocking in the cold silence.

"Heavenly prison."