Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter nine hundred and thirty-eight, you said, will he die?

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!"Bai Cao Gu doctors are famous and have high medical skills. They have always been valued by the dignitaries of various countries. The royal doctors selected by each palace are also selected from Ba Cao Gu. Your mother is because he is more outstanding in conditioning, he was taken at the age of twelve. Elect to Nanling Palace and adjust the body of the first emperor."

"Unfortunately, no one thought that she would eventually fall in love with her teenage emperor, and gave birth to you with the emperor, not only because she violated the family rule that the woman of Baicao Valley must be involved with the royal family, but also attracted The envy of the first concubine has brought me misfortune in Baicao Valley!"

Xue Zhong said that his emotions became agitated and his energy was weak, and he needed to breathe heavily between speeches.

"I killed more than three hundred people in the Baicao Valley because of your self-willedness, and was cruelly killed by the royal family of Nanling! Genocide! I once advised her many times. If she didn't turn a deaf ear, how could I fall into the white Baicao Valley? Fields! I hate! Hate her, hate the royal family, and hate you!

He looked at the windy cypress, his hatred in his muddy eyes, and the turbulent sky.

Feng Qingbai sat there listening quietly, without a word, without any expression on his face.

There was no response to Xue Zhong's hatred.

"Why do you think she would take you away from the palace? Because she can't pass the hurdle in her heart! It's her that caused me to be annihilated in Baicao Valley! If she continues to stay with Xianhuang, how will she face me over 300 Baicao Valley? An unjust soul! Hahaha!"

"This is what you have to tell me, all the secrets?" Feng Qingbai asked lightly in his laughter, "Done talking?"

Xue Zhong smiled and looked at Feng Qingbai, "You don't believe me?"

"Are you thinking that the king is easy to fool?" Standing up, Feng Qingbaiju stood down and looked at the people lying on the ground, "Xue Zhong, at this time still playing tricks with this king, it seems that you are not very concerned about your situation. Worry."

After a pause, Feng Qingbai raised her lips, "You know this king won't kill you, so do you want to be unscrupulous? I really won't kill you, nor will I keep you in this cell anymore, You can leave at any time, just what Dongyue and Beicang will do to you, this king will not care."

Xue Zhong smiled again, "You're right, I know you won't kill me, and I also know that if Dongyue and Beicang really want to treat me, you will never stand idly by, because Xue Qinglian Still!"

Xue Zhong's face was steep, and Xue Zhong laughed wildly.

"For more than a month, you have frequently used heavy punishment against me, because I want to confuse my eyes and make me think Xue Qinglian is dead. I have no chips and I can't hold you anymore? Don't keep your hands every time you use torture , Inducing me to think in that direction, so that you are almost confused by you. Almost, ha ha ha! Xue Qinglian must tell you, he is a guilty."

Feng Qingbai slowly, sat down again, looked at the laughing man, "how is it?"

"So the threats you just made are fake. You won't let me go, but you won't kill me. You just want to get news from me!" The smile on Xue Zhong's face turned into weird, and the muddy eyes suddenly An inexplicable light flashed, "I can't lie to you, you can't lie to me, my chips are still here!"

At the end of the conversation, Xue Zhong suddenly slammed his hand toward the position of the heart. When Feng Qingbai wanted to stop it, it was too late. He rushed up and broke his hand, and a crown of hairpin was inserted into the position of the heart.

Almost without roots.

Xue Zhong was still laughing, his eyes fixed on Feng Qingbai, his mouth grinning, and blood spilled out.

"You said, will he die? Hahaha!"

Looking at the person still laughing, Feng Qingbai's eyes were so cold that he could almost freeze them.

"Come here! Immediately take him to the palace!"

There was a momentary chaos in the prison.

No one thought that Xue Zhong would commit suicide. Looking at the horizontal hairpin inserted in his heart, the jailer of the jail did not dare to say anything. If he was hurt there, people could still live?

Even now it was sent to the Nanling Palace to no avail.

No one knows the name of Princess Nanling's magician, Jingcheng. Although the magician has a divine character, he is not a fairy, and it is impossible to bring people back to life.

Lord Wang's order, I was afraid that I would have to seek medical treatment in a hurry.

I thought it was one thing. I didn't dare to neglect in the first half of the action, and quickly rushed people out of the prison and went straight to the Nanling Palace.

Feng Qingbai walked at the end, before turning back to the cell and glancing into the innermost jail, his eyes were unpredictable.

On the other side of the Wang Mansion, the door of the operating room was still tightly closed, and no movement was heard inside.

Qian Wanjin and Shi Xianrou also remained at the door, like two guardians of the door gods.

When a group of people in the porter's costumes with jailers carried the stretcher and hurriedly ran here, they met each other with a glance.

The person lying on the stretcher was covered with blood all over his face, the unkempt clothes were ragged, and the dirty and embarrassed infiltrated.

"Xue Zhong?" Qian Wanjin looked at the unconscious man, sneered, not surprised at all.

"Lift the person to the next room." Shi Xianrou was even more calm and commanded to put Xue Zhong in the next room of the other courtyard. He didn't ask much more about why Xue Zhong looked like this and why he came to the palace.

Both were so calm that the jailer felt abnormal.

But the jailer's identity is low, and he can only hide his doubts.

After putting down the person, he retreated.

Feng Qingbai finally appeared slowly at the door of the other courtyard.

As soon as he saw him, Qian Wanjin pouted, "It's nothing left, you are expected."

Ignoring the man's sour words, Feng Qingbai walked to the operating room without even knocking on the door, so he pushed the door open and walked in.

But seeing that there should be no scene of the operation at all, the master Liu Yusheng and her four assistants were sitting at the square table in the room, drinking tea with pleasure!

But a certain Qinglian, who had the last operation today, lay in bed and fell asleep, without any trace of the operation.

"Sheng Sheng, look over in the past, lest he really die." Looking at the bed, Feng Qingbai lightly said.

If Xue Zhongzhen died, Xue Qinglian was going to be buried with him.

That Xue Qinglian had to vomit to death.

"I can't die," Liu Yusheng got up and lifted the small medical box on the side to the next room. All were disapproved. "Qinglian said Xue Zhong's heart is different from ordinary people. It grows on the right, and he pokes in the left heart. Two knives won't die easily."

"Excessive blood loss can also kill people. Fuck, don't take it so seriously. If he really hangs, I have to follow the dead." The bed seemed to be a sleeping person.

Liu Yusheng walked out of the door and glanced at Xue Qinglian, his eyes dim.

This guy is just afraid of being sad, and it doesn't matter if he is still pretending to be pretending.

This look, teach people can't bear to take it through.

His dear uncle really wanted his life in order to achieve his goal.

So what is the former dependence for life?