After sneaking out of the palace early in the morning, Wan Yun guessed that Lu Jichen would know about it by this time, so he decided to break the rules and have lunch at Lin Yun's house before returning to the palace.

The food was prepared by Miss Qiqi, and the large table of delicacies was very appetizing just to look at it. Wan Yun was not a polite person either, so he ate hard in the "hill" that Lin Yun put for him, showing the temperament of a queen.

Everything is just clouds.

Ying'er was very restless during the dinner, Yiyi was squirming and squirming, crying and fussing, Liu'er couldn't be coaxed down at all, so she looked at Yan Qiqi eagerly.

"I'll hold you." Yan Qiqi, who was sitting on Wan Yun's right hand, took Ying'er over readily and gently pinched her fleshy face: "What's wrong with the little guy? Why are you so angry?"

Wan Yun held the chopsticks in his mouth and turned around to look blankly, something was wrong with Ying'er today. Why was her skin so red as if she had an allergy?

"Are you sick?" She leaned forward and asked, "Take Ying'er to see the doctor?"

"I just took her to see her, and the doctor said she's fine. She'll be fine if she comes back and has a good sleep. But now..." Liu'er answered, wringing her fingers anxiously.

Wan Yun had always looked at Liu'er, and now he still looked at her. He turned to Lin Yun and said directly: "Well, it's still early. I'll take Ying'er to Liang Ye's place. He should be able to see something..." As he was saying this,

, she suddenly felt a sharp surge of energy and blood in her chest! Then there was a touch of fishy sweetness in her throat, and her face turned pale in an instant.

Oops! Why is it here again?

She inhaled and pressed it down with her true energy as if it were serious.

You can't let Lin Yun see it, otherwise...

"Mu'er?"

How could her actions escape Ling Yun's eyes? He leaned over worriedly, "Why did your face suddenly change? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, no, no." Wan Yun smiled, looking careless, and stood up unnaturally holding Ying'er in his arms, "I'm full, so I'll take Ying'er to Liang Ye's place to have a look first, and I'll be back soon, and you can continue eating."

"I'll go with you." Ling Yun also stood up.

"Don't!" Wan Yun shook his head to stop, but he was afraid that he would overreact and arouse his suspicion, so he gestured to Yan Qiqi with his lips raised, "Miss Qiqi cooks such a big table, why don't you eat more? I've eaten enough.

Five bowls of food.”

This is true, she was the only one in the audience, and her chopsticks were flying through the dishes. Her speed was so fast and her appetite was so big that she could hold up three strong men.

"Yes, Brother Lingyun, Qiqi specially made a tonic soup. You are not well yet, so drink more." Yan Qiqi calmly picked up his bowl and started to drink the soup. Wan Yun pressed the soup with one hand in cooperation.

down his shoulders.

Ling Yun stared straight at Wan Yun with some hesitation.

"Don't worry, I'm not a three-year-old child, can I still throw it away?" Wan Yun smiled heartlessly and squeezed Ling Yun's shoulder, "I'll be back soon." Before he finished speaking,

He hugged Ying'er and turned around to leave.

"The Queen is really impatient." Qiqi covered her mouth and snickered, but her eyes fell meaningfully on her hurried back.

The fishy sweetness surged in his throat again, and Wan Yun quickened his pace. As soon as he turned around the entrance of the courtyard, he couldn't hold back any longer, and he lowered his head and spat out blood.

The soil was instantly covered with a layer of red, and the scarlet red and deep black created a shocking chill.

Holding his chest and watching the red blood on the ground being absorbed bit by bit by the soil, Wan Yun was a little stunned.

Is it really impossible to escape this bad luck?

…

The autumn sun is warm in the afternoon.

Lin Bicheng was nesting in the corner, tinkering with Liang Ye's newly planted small crabapple tree, holding a small shovel left and right, making herself dirty.

Five meters away, Liang Ye put his cheeks with one hand, sitting at the table and reading the brick-thick pharmacopoeia. Finally, he slumped in the chair and sighed: "Lin Bicheng, you are the enemy! I looked through the pharmacopoeia and couldn't find anything that can be said."

The antidote to crack your 30 upgraded version of 'One Line of Red'..."

"Aye, someone is here." Diachi, who has a sensitive nose, sniffed without raising his head, "There's a bad smell."

There are generally only two explanations for the bad taste in her mouth: one is that of a slutty woman, because her body is mixed with the smell of all kinds of men; the other is that of a dying person, whose turbid air cannot cover up the physical failure.

Liang Ye said "Huh?", and just when he raised his eyes in confusion, a woman in white fell beside him. He raised his head and glanced at the book Liang Ye spread on the table, then clicked his tongue and said, "I can't tell.

, Liang Ye, you are also good at combining Chinese and Western treatments."

A combination of Chinese and Western?

Could it be...

With three black lines on his head, Liang Ye stiffly turned his head little by little. Three seconds later, he stood up from the chair and pointed at the baby girl in Wan Yun's arms. His eyes almost popped out: "I'll strangle you!"

The child is so old? Who did he give birth to?"

The wise king? Or some other man he doesn’t know?

It must be, otherwise why didn't you find the imperial doctor but instead came out of the palace to find him? Damn! This woman's private life is too messy!

"What nonsense are you talking about? My friend's child." Wan Yun rolled her eyes at Liang Ye and pushed the baby into his arms: "I don't know what's wrong. This child is usually very well-behaved. Today he has been crying and making a fuss... You

Look at her skin color, isn’t it a little strangely red?”

Lin's cries floated behind them, but they kept a distance. The cat stood up and looked at the child.

How could Liang Ye care about being angry with the patient now? After taking Ying'er, he rolled his eyelids and felt his pulse. After checking it in detail, he shook his head: "The skin color is indeed abnormal, but the physical signs are not.

No problem, it’s really strange.”

"Really?" A trace of disappointment flashed across Wan Yun's face, but his smile soon returned: "It's okay...Okay, I won't disturb you anymore, I'll take her back first."

"Wait a minute!" Liang Ye suddenly stopped Wan Yun, stepped forward to sniff, and frowned: "Mu Wan Yun, why do you smell like blood?"

"Ah? Is there any?" Wan Yun was startled, raised his hand to smell it, and then laughed unnaturally: "Don't talk nonsense, I took a shower before going out."

"The person who is about to die." Lin Bicheng swung her body between the two of them, staring at Wan Yun across from her with a pair of autumn eyes warily. She lost her usual playful look, and pressed Liang Liang with a serious look on her face.

Ye took two steps back and said, "Aye, don't come close."

Dying person?

Liang Ye was a little confused. The hand holding the child shook. He suddenly looked at Wan Yun, only to find that her face didn't look good either. She clenched her fists tightly against her sides.

"How is this possible...how is this possible?" The incident was so sudden that Liang Ye's mind went blank except for repeatedly mumbling that it was impossible. If he had never seen it before, he would not have believed what she said!

Liang Ye casually shoved the child into his arms, and Liang Ye stepped forward to check Wan Yun's pulse.

Diao became anxious and grabbed his sleeve from behind.

"Lin Bicheng, don't make trouble!" Liang Ye shook his hand away sternly and stepped forward again.

Bibi was so angry that her eyes were red, and she stamped her feet and shouted loudly: "Aye! I don't allow you to touch her!"

A childish voice is also very powerful once it becomes shrill. Liang Ye has never seen Zi Chi acting so hysterically. His heart suddenly shrank and his steps were stagnant in mid-air. He didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

Wan Yun was still sullen, but when he saw Lin Biquan and Liang Ye staring at each other in a stalemate, he couldn't help but burst into laughter, "It seems that Biquan is a jealous person, Liang Ye, will I be able to win over you in the future?"

I can bear it..."

"Don't change the subject for me! Tell me clearly, what's wrong with you!" Liang Ye was really angry this time, and his delicate brows were furrowed - yes! He was angry that she had let him down.

But it doesn't mean that he doesn't care about her! They are both in the world, how can he really ignore her?

Seeing his angry and anxious look, Wan Yun's heart was wrapped in an indescribable warmth, and he sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect you to still care about me so much. To be honest, Liang Ye, I'm very touched."

"Answer, answer, me!" Liang Ye almost gritted his teeth and said the words one by one.

"My matter is very complicated, and it cannot be explained clearly in a few words." Wan Yun's eyes were calm with a hint of ripples: "But, I hope you can keep it a secret for me."

"Mu Wanyun, if you keep chirping, believe it or not, I will take off my shoes and hit you!" As he said this, Liang Ye actually raised his feet and prepared to take off his shoes.

Wan Yun's head was covered with black lines. He had such a special way of caring. He really failed... Sighing, she said: "The story begins when the owner of this body was a child: when she was one year old, she was raped by an expert.

She created a strange spell that would affect the heart, blood, and Qi of any great sorrow or joy, ranging from vomiting blood to severe damage to the internal organs. If she hadn't relied on medicine to suppress it on October 15th every year, I'm afraid she would have passed away long ago..."

"October 15th?" Liang Ye took a breath: "Mu Wanyun, don't tell me you didn't take medicine this year!"

It’s mid-November now!

"There is a reason." Wan Yun raised her hand to signal him not to interrupt her, "She died the night I came here. In the beginning, whenever my mood fluctuated greatly, I would vomit blood regardless of time or occasion. But

As time goes by, my immunity becomes stronger. This kind of thing almost never happened a while ago, and since October is approaching, there is no abnormality in my body, so I fully believe that the spell has followed.

As the loss of her soul is unlocked..."
Chapter completed!