Chapter 326: This is Life

In front of Yin officials and guards, the scene hugged the fainting Ji Yunshu, got into the carriage, and left the east door.

Jian Chen naturally followed!

Watching the carriage drift away, Yin's nervous heart narrowly calmed down.

In the distance, the eyes of the scene also drifted away with the carriage, and picked very clear, he held his fists, as if he had caught the flag of victory.

Success is only a step away!

"The king is waiting for you to leave Beijing, and in this life, don't want to come back!"

The sound is dark!

Then, move your hand towards the fountain.

“Go home.”

Put the curtains down.

The spring answered, driving away from the east gate.

In the royal palace!

When Ji Yunshu was brought back, his body was full of blood, his face was pale, his head was cold and sweaty, and his weak body was also trembling.

Less than a moment's skill, Moro came.

When he saw Ji Yunshu lying on the bed, he was shocked, and the woman on the bed lay on the bed, and the pale clothes were stained with blood, like a piece of meat cake that had been smashed.

A moment later, he took a breath, shook his head to the bed and sat down, and ordered someone to hit a basin of hot water.

The scene stood aside, eyes closely on the back of Ji Yunshu's head.

The face is heavy.

For a long time, he said to Mo Ru, "You can't let her do anything."

Moro squinted at him.

Question: “If she dies, what about you?”

"I can't live either."Without half the hesitation.

If he was not surprised by his reply, he said, "Song, sooner or later, it will not kill her, or she will kill you."

With a hint of reminders and a hint of blame!

The scene speaks in silence.

This, all of them were heard by Ji Wanxin on the side, she bent her ten fingers, her fingertips pressed on the palm of her hand, and the pointed nails pressed on the skin, it seemed that she would use so hard that the nails would sink in.

At this moment, she really hoped that Ji Yunshu would never wake up!

But on her weak appearance, she hid her thoughts, exposed, only full of pain, tears looked at the people in the bed.

Later, Moro withdrew the people from the house, leaving only the time and Ji Wanxin.

It took a time for Ji Yunshu's back to take medicine, and gave her a pill, with the help of Ji Wanxin, the wound was bandaged and changed her clothes.

Moro wiped the blood from his hands, straightened his clothes, lifted his pen and wrote a few drug names on the paper, and handed it to the time.

He said, "Go to Yuhua Pavilion and let the child take a few stickers according to the medicine on the list."

The time he caught the list, turned around and did not see the shadow!

This will be, the scenery sitting on the side of the bed, the hand in the sleeves raised a few inches, after half audible, put it down, clenched into fists in the sleeve, deep eyes, looking at Ji Yunshu's miserable white face, eyes for a long time, do not look.

He got up and walked over to Moro and asked, “How?”

Moro did not look at him: "The body is weak, now suffer this kind of sin, the weight is lying for a few months, light, a month, but with me, it will not be so serious, at most, seven or eight days will be good."

Hands down!

“Oh, yeah!”He nodded and coldly said, "Stay here first, and I'll go out."

Say, step out.

Moru chased him, caught him, and asked, “Are you going to see the king?”

It is not a doubt, but a certainty!

It’s no surprise that he knew about it, after all, the boy was well-informed.

So he nodded his head.

Mo Ru sighed: "It is a matter of heaven's destiny, no one can change, scenery and scenery, this is life!"

There was no word, so I left.

When he came in, he was coughing very hard.

He pulled her over and said, "I'll take the pulse for you."

“Thank you.”

Moro put a piece of a piece of patriarch on Ji Wanxin's wrist, and gently put it on his fingertips.

For a moment, move your hands away.

"The girl's body is empty, and it belongs to the cold body, and since she was a child, she has not been well adjusted for the wind and cold, and this has fallen into the root of the disease."

"Mong is indeed a divine doctor, my disease, is an old problem, can not cure."

“Sickness from the heart.”Moro said a word, then took a pen, wrote a square on the paper, and handed her: "After returning, according to the above medicine to grab a few stickers, daily on time, although not the root, but has a remission effect."

One to explain.

He took the prescription and said, “Thank you.”

“No need!”He is weak.

“Is Monsieur and the King a confidant?”

“Oh, yeah!”

Ji Wanxin's eyes fell slightly, and casually said: "Yong Wang treats Yunshu very well, presumably, Mo Tzu has never seen King Yong Wang so much to a woman?"

Strange to ask this!

If he looks like a heartless person, but his heart is very smart.

He put down what he had in his hand, looked at Ji Wanxin with an eye, and the peaches were a little tight: “Is the second girl really concerned about the king?”

Oh!

Moro is Moro, straight, what is what is, the words to the mouth is not lazy to hide.

Ji Wanxin did not expect his small mind to be caught, shuddered, the palm suddenly came out of sweat, but the dress calm, explained: "Mo son misunderstood, I just asked a few questions."

He laughed and didn’t answer.

Also the royal house!

The view was also sitting on the table in front of her, with a thin sheet of paper on the table in front of her, and she was stained with ink with a brush in one hand, and in one hand, clutching the wide sleeves, she began to write something on the paper.

With interest!

On the bamboo table, a small incense burner was placed, and the fragrance spread out of the small mouth, lingering in the house, and the spleen was permeated.

In the quiet of the bad, it seemed that the sound of the brush on the paper could be heard.

Until the sound of footsteps broke the silence of this moment-

The scenery did not lift its head, and continued to write on the paper, and the thin cold-seeing lips were picked up by evil.

He knows who is coming!

The face of the scene came in cold and stood in front of him.

He doesn't call him!

He ignored him too!

Until the last stroke of the scene fell.

Putting the pen on the ivory pen rack, he looked at the words he had written and admiring, "Okay."

Smelly shame!

Then he looked up at the scene in front of him and smiled and said, “King, how did you come here today?”I also heard that the wise Mr. Ji went to knock on the drum outside the East Gate, what?Did you get 40 stings and knocked on it?Or . . .

Dead?

The last two words, the scene also left a denigrate.

The face was expressionless, and he did not listen to him, so he asked him directly.

"Dary Shiqing is your man, I believe in this case, you also intervened?"

The scene also thought in detail, do not understand: "case?What case?”

I don't know what the case is!

Crazy to sell stupid faces.