Ming Qingyang looked embarrassed and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, Madam, I will do my best. Your Majesty's life is very hard, and he may not die for a while."

Su Qiyu chuckled after hearing this. She might not know that Ming Qingyang deliberately made a joke just to make her laugh, because too much of her sadness would be shown on her face, which would only make those who hear it sad and those who see it feel distressed.

Ye Jinmo just thought he was joking about herself, and said angrily: "Qingyang... even if I am not destined to die, I will be... angry to death by you..." After saying that, he lost his strength again, and his face looked stinky.

The attack cannot come out.

Ming Qingyang raised an eyebrow at Ye Jinmo's injured appearance, not sympathizing with his pain at all, and said with a evil smile: "Your Majesty, thank you. I will only save your Majesty. Your Majesty, please stop saying stupid things about whether you will die or not."

The two of them were talking to each other, and the conversation was very relaxed. Su Qiyu finally felt relieved that it would delay Ye Jinmo's treatment. She had no choice but to obey Ming Qingyang's arrangement and leave first. Only Ming Qingyang, Dong Li and the imperial doctor were left in the tent.

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The moment she paid the bill, she looked back, but what she saw was everyone's back.

She stopped looking around and felt reassured by the famous medical skills, so someone finally opened the curtain of the imperial tent and walked out.

In the tent, Ming Qingyang's face no longer looked as relaxed as before. After Su Qiyu went out, his expression softened. Ye Jinmo's expression also darkened, making his pale face even more lifeless. He spoke out word by word with difficulty.

The words came: "Qingyang, you...tell me honestly, is what the imperial doctor said...is it true?"

Just now, Ming Qingyang briefly examined Ye Jinmo's wounds. After reading it, he felt very heavy. How could Ye Jinmo not see that Ming Qingyang deliberately spoke so lightly to comfort Su Qiyu? He knew his own body better than anyone else.

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Ming Qingyang hesitated for a moment and said truthfully: "Back to the emperor, I dare not hide it. If this arrow had pierced the heart, the emperor would never have survived until now. Although it is fortunate but also unfortunate, the arrow shaft passed through the body.

You must be extremely careful when taking the arrow. If you are not careful, the emperor will bleed heavily, and then it will be even more dangerous."

Ye Jinmo took a deep breath and finally made up his mind to put all his hopes on Ming Qingyang. He said frankly: "Qingyang, I... believe in you!"

Ming Qingyang felt that the task was even more difficult, so he took out a bottle of medicine from the medicine box and prepared to give it to Ye Jinmo. "Your Majesty, this is a bottle of anesthetic that I once found in the hands of an old man. As long as you take this medicine,

The emperor can sleep peacefully and does not have to endure the pain of taking arrows."

Ye Jinmo didn't expect that there was such a good medicine in the world, but... his face darkened, he looked up at Ming Qingyang with difficulty and asked: "If I... take it, will I... never... wake up?"

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Thinking of this result, he was very scared. Once Yu'er fainted and fell asleep for a few days, he was afraid that she would sleep like this forever. If he couldn't wake up, how sad would Yu'er be?

Ming Qingyang hesitated and did not answer because he could not guarantee.

Of course Ye Jinmo understood. He shook the palm of his hand. The sharpness in the palm stung his palm. He lowered his head slightly and spread out his fingers to take a look. The metal shoulders were as shiny as new. He could imagine the care and care of his master. He shook his hand again.

He shook his shoulders and made a decision that shocked everyone: "I... don't need... anesthetics!"

"Your Majesty..." Ming Qingyang was about to persuade him.

"I can bear it, Qingyang... let's do it!" Ye Jinmo said the last words in one breath. He no longer had any strength. Ming Qingyang had no choice. No one could change Ye Jinmo's decision. He took the medicine

The bottle was retracted and placed in the medicine box. The serious Ye Jinmo said: "Your Majesty, be patient, it will be over soon."

Ye Jinmo closed his eyes as an answer. It took a lot of effort for him to even raise his eyelids. Ming Qingyang didn't dare to delay anymore and began to try his best to get arrows for Ye Jinmo.

As soon as Su Qiyu left the imperial tent, she saw the army coming in from a distance. On the leader's horse, a general in silver armor showed the joy of victory. He slowly entered accompanied by a song of victory with loud morale. This song

, Su Qiyu's heavy heart finally eased a little, thinking that maybe she had won the battle, she couldn't help but take another look at the general, and then realized that the man was the one who rescued her under the city.

The previous doubts came to mind again. I didn't know who he was or why he appeared, but what was certain was that he must have some relationship with Jin Mo.

While she was thinking about it, a pleasant voice sounded, which made Su Qiyu couldn't help but raise her head. The voice came from above her head: "How is Sixth Brother's injury?"

It was the general who spoke. Su Qiyu couldn't help but look up at him. He took off his heavy helmet, and his hair was all stranded. He looked clean and tidy, and with his young and handsome facial features, he looked even more handsome and unrestrained, with his long and narrow hair.

The phoenix eyes are similar to Jin Mo, but they are less deep and calm, but more sunny and handsome. The thick eyebrows are deeply frowned, and the thin lips are slightly bent, revealing a little worry.

Su Qiyu looked at him in a daze, because he looked so much like Jin Mo. He was just like Ye Jin Mo when he was young and immature. Although Jin Mo is still young now, he looks stable and mature, revealing the maturity of a man.

He is charming, and he is a young boy who is not afraid of tigers. He is very motivated and full of fighting spirit.

Out of politeness, Su Qiyu said sincerely: "The famous doctors are treating her inside, so I don't know yet!" After saying this, she lowered her eyebrows sadly and lowered her eyelashes, looking worried.

Ye Jincheng was very worried and wanted to rush into the tent after hearing this, but Su Qiyu stopped him and said urgently: "No, Jin Mo is seriously injured. You will only aggravate his condition."

Because she was anxious, she took hold of his arm. Ye Jincheng was forced to stop. He looked at the slender hands on his arms and tightly grasped the shallow folds. Mu Ran remembered that when he rescued her under the city, she made a mistake.

He still held him tightly as he did at this moment. The anxious emotion came from outside his body again, making his worry and impatience gradually ease.

He lowered his head silently and cast his gaze on her anxious face, but just in time, he caught all the traces of panic in her eyes.

"I'm sorry." Su Qiyu realized that she was rude, quickly let go of her hand, and slowly lowered her head.

Her sadness was conveyed from her slightly upturned eyelashes to the depths of his eyes, because there were tiny teardrops on them, as bright as pearls in the sun.

I don't know when Xia and Bei Qing came to her side. They both clasped their hands at the same time and saluted Su Qiyu as "Mother", then faced Ye Jincheng and said, "Your Highness, the traitor has been imprisoned. All we have to do is wait."

The Emperor's condition will be improved after his injury."

Ye Jincheng nodded solemnly. When it came to business, he was as calm as a different person. Su Qiyu just heard Xiya calling him His Highness Ninth Prince, and couldn't help but think of what Ye Jinmo had mentioned to her about the Yujin Kingdom.
Chapter completed!