With that, he went back to the room and closed the door.
……
"Cough, cough…" The South crane is holding a bloody handkerchief in one hand and covering his chest in the other. He coughs violently.
But I haven't seen her for a few days. Her face is as pale as paper, and she is dying.
Yan Beicheng came in a hurry. When he saw that Nan he looked like this, his face became more ugly. He rushed to the front of the collapse and hugged her in his arms. "Nan'er, what's the matter with you? I'm here. I'm here. You don't have to be afraid."
Every move is carefully nervous, mixed with countless worries and tenderness. It seems that the woman in his arms is the treasure of his life. He can be infatuated with this woman.
Seeing this, the maid doctor in a room knelt down all over the place, and no one dared to say more.
Nanhe leaned against Yan Beicheng '
Yan Beicheng immediately took his hand and said: "I know that. Don't think about it. You will be fine. You will always be my concubine, so you must live well."
If you can do this all the time
Looking at such a pair of eyes full of tenderness, Nan he's heart can't help beating again. After a trance, he regained his mind again. He pinched his palm and told himself that it can't be like this all the time. It's all her fantasy.
Thinking about this, she turned away from her eyes and continued to play the role of a dying man with tears in her eyes. "Lord, what is my virtue and what can I do Cough… "
Before she finished, she covered her lips with a handkerchief, frowning and coughing.
When I took off the handkerchief, the plain white embroidered handkerchief had already been smeared with prickles, and the pale lips were stained with blood.
Yan Beicheng's stable face suddenly changed, "the doctor I asked you to go to!"
His close friend quickly "Putong" knelt down and said, "go back to the Lord, and the people who sent him said, but all the famous doctors have been invited here for a long time. I can't find any better one."
"Then go and find Liu Zheng for me. Go quickly!" Yan Beicheng carefully embraces the South crane in his arms, while holding a red cheek because of anger.
The little boy dared not lift his head, and spoke cautiously: "prince, Doctor Liu is treating his second highness with the princess. I'm afraid, I'm afraid…"
Yan Beicheng's eyebrows leaped, obviously unable to suppress his whole body's anger. He was on the verge of wind and rain.
Seeing this, Nan he gently pinches his soft and weak hands in his palm. Yan Beicheng immediately looks at her and tries to suppress her anger.
"Lord, don't be angry. It's good to let me talk to you alone." After a pause, her voice could not help but take some of her daughter's grievance state, "I haven't seen you for several days. I want to talk with more, cough, cough, talk more."
Yan Beicheng was silent for a long time, and then he nodded helplessly. His action was slow and heavy, as if he had made a major decision. "Everyone get out of here, and roll far away. If you quarrel with Wang and Mrs. Nan, you don't need your tongue and ears."
In this way, is to give up as Mrs. Nan said? If so, this is the last word of Nanhe.
They were not stupid either. When they heard this, they immediately understood it and hurriedly backed out. Everyone hid far away. They didn't even dare to stay at the door.
As everyone knows, at the moment when they retreat, the dark guards have quietly gone into the dark place and carefully checked everything around them. If anyone dares to eavesdrop, he will die immediately.
In the house, Yan Beicheng's face turned away in an instant. A pair of deep and pitiless eyes gazed at Nanhe, with a low voice, and just like two people, "what happened in the end."
So eager to set up such a stratagem to ask him to come, if it is not urgent, it really can not be said.
Seeing that Yan Beicheng was changing so fast, Nan he didn't have much emotion on his face. He turned over and came down from the bed. He felt for a while on the carving fence, pressed a mechanism, and a slight sound came out of the bed.
She went forward to lift half of the sheet and quilt together, and a deep corridor suddenly appeared.
"It's urgent, sir. Please talk as you walk." Even though things are already burning, she is still calm and orderly.
Yan Beicheng nodded his chin and turned directly into the secret passage. Nan he followed him and went into the secret passage. By the way, he closed the mechanism between the beds, and the bed immediately restored its original appearance.
……
At that time, Qin Lin and Qin Ya had already sent in what Mo Shanghua had told them. After Liu Zheng had handled it carefully, he put all the things on the table beside the bed. If necessary, he could get the things on the table with a little raise.
Yan Moli was sitting cross legged on the collapse by Mo Shanghua and Liu Zheng. He was still half dressed. The difference was that Mo Shanghua also sat cross legged behind him."When you gather internal forces in your fingers, the Qi you gather must be pure and warm in the depths of the elixir field. You can't have too much or too little. There are few mistakes. Not only internal forces, but also elixir field will be damaged. Your highness can't stand the toss."
Liu Zheng was sitting in front of Yan Mo Li, his face was rigorous, and even his former mild manner was diluted a lot.
Mo Shanghua gently nodded, but did not immediately do according to the words, but put the acupuncture bag on the side of Liu Zheng's body, "you'll need acupuncture later. I've soaked this silver needle with liquor and Astragalus before. It's good for the acupuncture later. You can use this for the time being."
Liu Zheng doesn't waste time either. He simply takes it over and looks at Mo Shanghua. They both nod to each other to show that they are ready.
Then, the flower on the street dozed off slightly, put his hands in front of the Dantian, and slowly felt his inner power in the Dantian.
Liu Zhenggang's method seems to be simple, but in fact, it also requires talents with rich internal power. It's extremely dangerous, just like Yan Beicheng. But Mo Shanghua specializes in close combat and poison medicine. Internal power is something unique in the world. She has not practiced for long. Although she has excellent talent, her internal power is still not mellow.
At the moment, Yan Beicheng is deliberately supported. Even if she doesn't have enough internal power, she has to survive. At most, the risk is greater. She
Believe in yourself.
When Liu Zheng saw that her face was not relaxed, he could not help but worry. After thinking about it, he slowed down his voice and quietly guided her, "hold your breath and concentrate, your heart sink into the elixir field, inner harmony…"
Mo Shanghua collects all of Liu Zheng's words into his ears. As his words begin to adjust his current method of use, the internal force in Dantian is just in disorder, and immediately returns to the cage.
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