Chapter 229 It Was You

Ling Chen's mouth also oozes blood, he seems to have exhausted all his strength and can hardly stand.

With tears in his eyes, King Rui wanted to walk up to Wen Heng, but he clenched his fists and stood still.

"Why do you want to do this? Why don't you avoid it?" Qingyun asked him in a low voice.

He held her in his arms: "It was you who blocked the sword for me in the past, and I am also blocking the sword for you today."

"Let me go, I'll take a look at the wound," Qing Yun felt very uneasy, the smile on Wen Heng's face was too weird.

He put some force on her back, "Qingyun, sometimes I really think you are Lan Ling. For example, just now, you looked at me in exactly the same way as Lan Ling, only Lan Ling would look at me like that, So distressed, so sad, so helpless..."

Qingyun cried and hugged him: "Don't talk about it." She saw that his injured area was slowly turning blue, and she knew that the dagger was poisonous.

She held down Ling Chen's injured spot, and Bai Shaoting came over to seal the acupuncture point for him, "Quick, carry the emperor on your back and go to Wangyou Palace!" Qingyun ordered.

Gu Fan immediately carried the emperor on his back and ran to Wang Kang Palace.

Wanghang Palace is very close to Shufang Palace. Gu Fan listened to Qing Yun for some reason.

Han Zhitao had already ran to the door of Wangyou Palace and knocked on the door. The waiter of Wangyou Palace hurriedly opened the door, Qing Yun said to Xiao An, "Take out the Queen's medicine box!"

Xiao An immediately ran to the inner room to rummage.

Gu Fan put the emperor on the bed of Wang Kang Palace, Qing Yun saw that Xiao An hadn't come out yet, went into the inner room a few steps, and took out the medicine box from the cabinet inside.

Ling Chen was already unconscious.

"Go to Linhua Hall and ask Li Xia to come over!" Qingyun ordered a small servant.

"I'm going!" Gu Fan said and ran out.

Qingyun opened the medicine box, took out the green knife, lifted Ling Chen's clothes, and exposed the wound. The dagger didn't hurt the vital part, but he was poisoned.

The doctor has arrived.

The imperial doctor stretched out his hand to take the emperor's pulse, he frowned and trembled all over.

"My lord, the emperor's poison has been, already..."

"Just say if it can be cured!" King Rui interrupted him sharply.

The imperial doctor knelt on the ground, and the other imperial physicians took their pulses and put an antidote into the emperor's mouth tremblingly.

Qingyun looked at the emperor's wound and probed around with his hands. She stepped forward, and with the exclamations of the crowd, she cut a bigger incision on the wound with a blue knife.

King Rui's sword was placed on Qingyun's neck: "Bold, why did you enlarge the wound of the emperor?"

Qingyun pulled the sword away with his hand, "My lord, I'm saving him! These are all flesh wounds, not the root cause. Ask the imperial doctor, his poison is too deep, and if you delay it, it's really hopeless!"

Bai Shaoting said: "My lord, I believe her, the emperor is really poisoned!"

King Rui took his sword away.

Qingyun squeezed out the black liquid from Ling Chen's wound with his hand, and used a green knife to scrape off the dark flesh, and everyone was sweating.

Li Xia followed Gu Fan and ran in.

Qingyun looked at her: "Lixia, Lan Ling has a small black jar, where did you put it? Find the medicine inside!"

Li Xia looked at her suspiciously, and immediately went into the inner room, took out a small sandalwood box, and took out a small black jar from it.

Qing Yun brought it over, opened the stopper, and there was some white liquid from the inside, slowly dripping into Ling Chen's wound.

Huo Jingyun sat there quietly, his brows frowned slightly, everyone else was looking at the emperor, but Huo Jingyun kept staring at Qingyun.

Qingyun took the anti-inflammatory and hemostasis medicine from the imperial doctor's medicine box, covered it, and tied it with gauze.

King Rui cautiously asked Qingyun: "How is it, is my brother alright?"

Qingyun said: "If nothing happens, it will be fine."

"What accident will happen?" Rui Wang asked.

"It's hard to say. Just don't get hot." Qing Yun asked Li Xia to pour hot water and wiped off the blood on the emperor's face and hands.

King Rui, Han Zhitao, Bai Shaoting and Gu Fan looked at each other.

They all have the same question.

Qingyun's medical skills turned out to be so superb, and what surprised them even more was that the way Qingyun treated Ling Chen just now was exactly the same as Lan Ling.

She even knew Lan Ling's medicine.

Li Xia came over: "That bottle of Qingsan is the antidote made by the queen, only I know, how did you know?"

Qingyun just stared at her. "Lixia, mix the liquor with wormwood and boil it, hurry up."

Li Xia's eyes were full of tears. This recipe was Lan Ling's own method to reduce fever.

"You are, are you sent by the lady to see me..."

Qingyun held her hand: "I've said it long ago, whoever you think I am, I am who I am."

The crowd was even more shocked.

Ling Chen was in a daze, carrying his sword and riding a dark horse, dashing forward like crazy. He rushed to the execution ground. There, it was the woman he was looking for who was beheaded, and he was sentenced to gouge out the heart.

When he rushed in, he heard someone shouting: "King An is here! King An is here! Go and report to the emperor."

Layers of guards stopped him, and he tried his best to get in.

Later, they seemed to have received an order, and the guards of the law field did not stop him, and even deliberately let him in.

He entered the field and saw the emperor from a distance. The emperor was Ling Feng, and Ling Feng and his queen Lan Yu were standing there.

The woman he wanted to save was in the prison car, in the cold winter. She was only covered with a white tent, her tattered underclothes were exposed, her face was pale and her eyes were clear. Ankle dripping blood.

Ling Chen grieved in his heart.

He had been looking for this woman for a long time, and only today did he suddenly understand that this woman was Lan Ling, the concubine who was sentenced by Ling Feng to gouge out her heart!

Lan Ling, how could she be Ling Feng's concubine? She should have been his Ling Chen's woman, the woman he had been looking for, his woman.

Ling Feng was covered with notices everywhere. He knew that Ling Feng's goal was himself. He arranged his own retreat and rushed into the execution ground alone without hesitation.

When he rushed in, she was almost frozen, still dripping blood, very embarrassed. He took off his black cloak and stuffed it from the prison van. He saw her grateful smile.

Ling Feng ordered the shooting of arrows, and the rain of arrows rushed towards him.He watched as she was tied to the post, and he saw the executioner tore off her tunic, revealing her fair body. He was furious, and the blood in his chest rushed up.

He watched the executioner raise the knife in his hand.He screamed angrily, but there were more and more people and more and more arrows. He saw that her heart was gouged out, and he saw that a big knife was cut down at his face.

He was hooked by a climbing rope, hundreds of cows rushed into the crowd, and the guards in the field were in chaos.

He was rescued, and he was stabbed in the head and chest, and he was shot with eight arrows.

He had been in a coma, and he heard someone calling him. He felt cold all over, but sweat dripped down his back.He knew that this time, he was going to die.

Blue Spirit, Blue Spirit, Qingyun, Qingyun.

Suddenly, different people appeared in my mind, but it was the same person.

Ling Chen woke up with a jolt.