Feng Lian Yue Hua Leng

The moonlight was misty, but the Yuechen Hall was filled with a cold air.

"How is the Seventh Prince?"

"My Majesty, this, this, this..."

Huang Beiqian looked at the hesitant imperial doctor, and kicked the person who spoke in a fit of anger.

"A bunch of trash, I haven't figured out why for so long, what use do I need you?"

"The emperor calms down, the emperor calms down."

All of them were so frightened that they kept kowtowing.

"Don't stick around here, hurry over and see, if something happens to the Seventh Prince, I want you all to be buried with him."

Immediately, three or five imperial physicians all knelt and crawled to the side of the bed trembling and frightened.

Huang Beiqian looked at the lifeless person on the bed, did he fail to protect you well, how did you come together with that Chu Fengyu, knowing that that person had something wrong with him.

Yue'er, Father, I don't know why you suddenly helped him, but you shouldn't reveal the Xuanyin flute, and you shouldn't risk your life to protect him. Do you know that you are now in a dangerous situation? Do you know that, then Man comes only for vengeance.

He raised his eyes and stared at the bright moon in the sky, as if a man in white suddenly smiled lightly in the moonlight.

Xiao Sichu, you must be blaming me for making my child suffer such crimes.

"Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince has injured his internal organs, and because of his special constitution, he has been unconscious all the time."

The guard of the imperial hospital said in a low voice, but he never heard the man in black clothes reply, and his heart couldn't help but tense.

In fact, he also knew that the Xuanyin flute must be used by someone with strong inner strength, and Yue'er's physical condition is obviously a bit reluctant to use it, so it may be difficult to wake up so quickly this time.

"I see, you go and think about how to treat it first, come up with a prescription, and prescribe the right medicine."

"Yes, I will obey your orders."

A group of people finally seemed to have walked back from the brink of death, and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yue'er, if I knew this would happen today, I shouldn't have used this thing as a temptation, let alone let you go out to stir up trouble."

The person on the bed still closed his eyes peacefully, except that his face was a little pale, as if he was asleep.

It was cold and windy outside the window, and Beihuang gradually entered the cold winter.

At this moment in Fengyu Pavilion, Chu Fengyu hadn't woken up yet, Lin Ruoxuan anxiously guarded the bedside.

Xu Shi spent too much energy, his face was a little pale, and he looked haggard. Because he was worried about the boy on the bed, he still stubbornly wanted to wait for him to wake up.

While conveying his true energy, he found that Yu'er's skill seemed to have improved a lot. Could it be related to the Xuanyinqin?Otherwise, he wouldn't have waited calmly for him to wake up, because he was sure that Yu'er was fine.

"Yu'er, don't always worry me in the future, my heart will hurt too, do you understand?"

Lin Ruoxuan could feel his real existence only by holding the hand of the young man in red tightly. If he could let himself hold it like this when he was awake, then Lin Ruoxuan would be willing to do anything.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed at a dangerous angle, presumably Chu Li will also take action.

"Prime Minister Lin, how is the situation of the pavilion master?"

The sound of the harp sounded outside the hall.

Put the boy's hand in the brocade quilt, get up and walk to the gate of the palace, where Yuqin is waiting.

"Yu'er is fine. Go down and deal with all kinds of affairs. Presumably Nanchu will take action."

"Yes, then please ask the prime minister to take care of our pavilion master."

Glancing at the direction where Yuqin left, he turned back and walked towards the inner hall.