The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Concubine Rong of Biluo Palace suddenly fell ill due to wind-cold, and she didn't get better even after six or seven days.

Originally, the imperial decree that Rong Ling was going to be conferred was spread to everyone's ears. Unexpectedly, she was lingering on the sick bed again in a blink of an eye, causing many people to discuss in private whether it was because Concubine Rong's fortune was poor. The seat next to Zhizun.

No,? God's retribution will come as soon as it is said.

Few in the palace really cared about Rong Ling, and most of them watched her jokes in private.

How could Emperor Wen of Zhou sit still after hearing the eunuch's report, regardless of the previous agreement between the two? He went straight to Biluo Palace after handling government affairs in the imperial study.

Rong Ling was really sick, lying on the couch with a handkerchief covering his mouth, coughing lightly, and didn't even notice him coming in.

He came quietly, and Bai Ling, who was waiting by the bed, was shocked when he found out, and hurriedly knelt down to salute: "I have seen the Holy Majesty..."

"Useless slave." Emperor Wen of Zhou gave her a gloomy look, "How do you serve your master on weekdays?!"

"Ahem..." Rong Ling coughed twice again, speaking weakly, "It has nothing to do with Bailing, it's my carelessness, Your Majesty don't have to blame her."

Emperor Zhou Wen hurriedly walked to the bed to check on Rong Ling's condition.

Looking at it this way, it is even more worrying.

Rong Ling's high fever has not subsided, and there is still a cooling towel on her forehead. Her complexion is pale, and her lips, which were as delicate and beautiful as flowers in the past, have also lost their blood color, as if they will wither at any time.

"Did you ask the imperial doctor to see it?" Zhou Wendi asked.

"Respond to Your Majesty's words." Bai Ling hurriedly said, "The imperial physician came the day before yesterday and said that the mother had a cold in her body and prescribed a decoction."

"Then why is it still not getting better?" Zhou Wendi asked coldly, frowning unhappily.

He has been in a high position for a long time, and when he speaks, he is not angry but powerful. A little maid named Bai Ling has never seen such a scene. Tears kept rolling in her eyes: "Your Majesty doesn't know something..."

"Bailing!" As if guessing what she was going to say, Rong Ling interrupted her words impatiently.

Emperor Wen of Zhou narrowed his eyes and realized something was wrong: "Shouldn't you say it soon?"

He asked in a deep voice, and Bai Ling's legs became weak and he fell to his knees again, and said in a trembling voice: "The imperial doctor said that my mother got sick because of the wind and cold entering her body, but my mother does not leave the gate these days. serious."

"My maid secretly thought that this is not an ordinary illness, but because she was taken away by thieves before, and she was infected with evil spirits somewhere, so she was bedridden."

This kind of thing has always been taboo in the palace, as soon as Bai Ling said it, Rong Ling hurriedly pleaded for Bai Ling: "Your Majesty, don't listen to her nonsense..."

But Bai Ling kowtowed heavily: "If it wasn't for this, why would your mother not be cured for a long time? If Your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can ask the people from Qin Tianjian to find out."

In addition to observing celestial phenomena, calculating solar terms and formulating calendars, the officials of Qin Tianjian also have a good understanding of the destiny.

Emperor Wen of Zhou thought about it again and again, and asked the eunuch to pass on his oral order to summon the officials of Qin Tianjian.

The official office of the Qin Tianjian was set up in the palace, and Mr. Jia who was on duty rushed over in a short time, and knelt outside the bead curtain to explain Zhou Wendi's doubts.

After some questioning, Master Jia came to the same conclusion as Bai Ling.

Emperor Wen of Zhou pondered for a moment: "Then do you know how to get rid of evil spirits?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, if there is a person of pure yang who was born on the day of the sun, the moon, the sun, and the sun, this matter will be easy to handle. You only need to use the blood of this person as a medicine to get rid of the evil spirits in the concubine Rong's body, and the condition of the empress will be natural It will get better."

As soon as he said this, the expressions of Emperor Wen of Zhou and Rong Ling changed, and they thought of a person in unison.

"No!" Rong Ling rebuffed straight away, "Is this the kind of person who disregards other people's lives? Besides, Concubine Su is pregnant with a dragon seed, how can she be allowed to do such a thing?"

Even so, the corners of her lips curled up under the handkerchief.

Mr. Jia is really taking money to do things. He is dressed in an official uniform, and he doesn't breathe when he tells lies.

It doesn't matter when Su Xuxu was born, as long as Master Jia opens his mouth, this matter will always fall on her head, otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of money to manage his money?

At the same time, Emperor Wen of Zhou was also lost in thought, unintentionally rubbing the white jade wrench on his thumb.

Emperor Wen of Zhou knew very well in his heart that as an emperor, he should not be partial and favor a certain person in the harem too much.

Besides, Concubine Su is pregnant with dragon species, so she is not suitable to do this due to emotion and reason.

Just as he was hesitating, Rong Ling coughed again and again, covering his handkerchief.

She bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the pure white handkerchief was smeared with bright red in an instant.

"Your Majesty!" Bai Ling hurriedly stepped forward, crying, "Be careful of yourself."

Suddenly, the scale in Zhou Wendi's heart lost its direction.

People from Chunyang were hard to find in the first place, and during the hunt last autumn, a little servant girl named Rong Ling risked her life to defend Concubine Su Gui, who was being hunted down by the hidden guards, from arrows, and now it was time for her to repay.

Thinking about it this way, Emperor Wen of Zhou no longer hesitated: "Tell Concubine Su."

When Su Xuxu was summoned, he was playing chess alone.

She seemed to behave calmly, with a dull expression, but the scene when Rong Ling fell towards her that day, and the soft taste of her earlobe played back in her mind one after another...

The girl's figure is soft, as if no matter how much she can be twisted, she can't resist.

Just as Su Xuxu fell into daydreams, she suddenly heard the sharp voice of the eunuch outside. She was displeased for a moment, and immediately put on her cloak and went out. The moment she opened the door, the coldness on her face turned into warmth like a spring breeze. Meaning: "I don't know what's going on with my father-in-law?"

"If you want to return to your mother, His Majesty will invite you in Biluo Palace."

"Biluo Palace?" Su Xuxu frowned imperceptibly, but after all, she didn't ask anything and got up the sedan chair to go.

As soon as she entered Rong Ling's bedroom, Su Xuxu noticed that the atmosphere was unusual.

There was still a bitter smell of medicine in the room, and the one kneeling outside the bead curtain was a strange courtier.

Su Xuxu leaned over and saluted: "This concubine has seen the Holy Majesty."

"Hmm..." Emperor Zhou Wen said, "Repeat what you just said."

Lord Jia, who was kneeling on the ground, was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that His Majesty was talking to him. He didn't dare to look at Su Xuxu more, and repeated what he had said tremblingly.

When he spoke on the phone, there was a moment of silence in the room.

Rong Ling's throat was itchy, and he couldn't help coughing softly three or two times.

Su Xuxu stood up straight, and just smiled lightly: "It turns out that His Majesty called the ministers and concubines here for this matter."

"I know that you have been wronged by this matter, but Ah Ling's illness cannot be delayed, and there is still half a month before the Queen's Seal Ceremony..."

"The concubine is not wronged." Su Xuxu seemed to interrupt Emperor Wen of Zhou unintentionally, "It's just that the concubine is concerned about Concubine Rong, so I wonder if I can take a look at A Ling's illness first?"

What she said was logical, and Emperor Zhou Wen had no reason to refuse.

Su Xuxu opened the bead curtain and walked into the inner room, stood still beside the bed, slowly leaned over, touched Rong Ling's forehead with her fingertips, then stroked her cheek, and said word by word: "It seems that A Ling really She is very sick, and her whole body is burning hot."

She came in such a hurry that she didn't even have time to put on the stove, her fingers were so cold that Rong Ling couldn't help shivering, and met Su Xuxu's dark eyes filled with chill.

Rong Ling was inexplicably stared at, and her heart felt a little weak. In addition, in order to act realistically, she took a cold bath and got sick. At this moment, she was so weak that she didn't even have the strength to avoid her fingers, so she could only let others go limply. toss.

Rong Ling's whole body was covered tightly by the brocade quilt, only a pair of dark and translucent eyes stared at Su Xuxu.

And Su Xuxu saw his own reflection in her eyes.

Before the person in the reflection was about to become violent, he picked up the dagger next to the medicine bowl that Bai Ling had already contained.

A cold light reflected from the tip of the knife, making Su Xuxu's eyes hurt. Her eyes were red, and she stabbed her arm fiercely with her teeth.

Bright red warm blood gushed out instantly and dripped into the sandalwood bowl.

A few drops splashed on Bai Ling's face, and her hand holding the case could not stop shaking.

Bailing felt inexplicably that if the imperial concubine became ruthless, she might be pierced through with a single knife.

In the blink of an eye, the blood in the bowl was [-]% full.

The imperial physician who was guarding the side hurriedly stepped forward to bandage Su Xuxu's arm, and Bai Ling held the bowl of mixed medicine and blood and handed it to the bed tremblingly: "Your Majesty..."

It was the first time for Rong Ling to do such a thing, so he was unavoidably a little uneasy.

But when the tip of her nose smelled Su Xuxu's sweet blood breath, she uncontrollably picked it up and drank it down.

For Rong Ling, just one drop of her blood could turn decay into magic, but now it's half a bowl full, and Rong Ling even felt that his internal organs were scalded uncomfortably by Feng Xihui's divine blood.

She frowned slightly, and licked her blood-stained lips.

Su Xuxu turned around: "If there is nothing wrong, the concubine will take a step first."

Before Emperor Zhou Wen had time to speak, Rong Ling saw her pale face, and couldn't help but said, "The imperial concubine, if you take a rest first, it's not too late to leave."

"Bailing..." Rong Ling ordered again, "Go to the small kitchen to see what you did today, and bring it to the imperial concubine to replenish her body."

"Yes..." Bai Ling hurriedly escaped from the dormitory where the atmosphere was so oppressive that she was almost unsteady.

Emperor Wen of Zhou stayed for a while, seeing that Rong Ling's complexion really turned rosy, he was slightly relieved.

He is busy with official business, so it is not suitable to stay for a long time, so he left after a cup of tea.

Right now, apart from the little maid serving, only Rong Ling and Su Xuxu are left in the dormitory.

Su Xuxu was sitting on the couch by the window, slowly drinking the stewed pigeon soup with dangshen and astragalus served by Bailing.

She acted calmly, as if nothing had happened.

Su Xuxu didn't put the bowl on the small table until the end of the bowl, and wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.

Then, she walked to Rong Ling's bed.

Rong Ling was absorbing too much spiritual energy, and was feeling dizzy and sleepy. Suddenly, Su Xuxu leaned over and grabbed her wrist.

"Rong Ling, you once injured an arm to save Ben Gong. Now, I will return the blood to you." Su Xuxu lowered her head, her expression dim in the dark, "From now on, Ben Gong Gong doesn't owe you anything anymore."

The author has something to say: In the next chapter, the dog emperor will go offline, and the karma of Rong Ling, a bad woman, will comeヽ(?￣▽￣?)ノミЮ