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441. It Was My Choice, It Has Nothing To Do With You

"Nan Ming thanks your husband for the gift on behalf of the master!"

A war seemed to be resolved peacefully. After Chu Qianfeng and Shangguan Lin left, Nan Ming ordered the people in Youtang to withdraw from Fengluan Hall, and helped Mo Yuzhuang get up and lie down on the bed.

"Master, can you take your husband's medicine?"

On the way to help Mo Yuzhuang back to her room, Nan Ming felt the pulse on Mo Yuzhuang's wrist. It was beating weakly and occasionally stopped a few times, which was quite scary.

"Haha, the Shangguan family's unique secret recipe should be right. Bring it!" [

Mo Yuzhuang's understanding of Shangguan Lin is that he is not as insidious as Chu Qianfeng's behind-the-scenes tricks. If Shangguan Lin wanted to really harm others, he would also choose fair and just means.

"yes!"

He took out one and put it into Mo Yuzhuang's mouth and drank it with warm water. Nan Ming took a wet handkerchief and wiped away the blood stains on Mo Yuzhuang's lips and chin. He waited for Mo Yuzhuang to change into new clothes and kneel.

He knelt on the ground and said, "Nan Ming can't protect the master, please punish me!"

"It's my choice, it has nothing to do with you!"

How can I be punished when I already have one hand missing?

Mo Yuzhuang lay on the couch, glanced at Nan Ming, and exhaled for a long time and said.

"Nan Ming is stupid and doesn't understand why the master would do this."

"Haha, if I don't do this, how can I win the emperor's forgiveness? Even if the emperor forgives me, the men around the emperor will not let me be safe and sound. Let them join forces behind my back to plot against me.

It's better to start the war openly, so that I can see clearly the limits of their position."

"Does the master still plan to see the emperor?"

Knowing that Mo Yuzhuang was infatuated with women, Nan Ming asked confused.

"Wait. Wait for that woman to take the initiative to see me when her anger subsides. Just back off! I want to rest!"

Shangguan Lin's six palm strikes severely damaged Mo Yuzhuang's body, including his heart and lungs.

Mo Yuzhuang closed her eyes and fell asleep. When she heard the sound of the door closing, she opened her eyes in confusion and thought hard.

Why is this happening?

His Yan'er, why didn't he tell her that she was pregnant with his child?

Whose fault is it that has led to such a heartbreaking tragedy?

Thinking about the place that can hurt a woman the most, Mo Yuzhuang's heart began to feel stringy again, and the pain became more and more painful.

The whole afternoon, the commotion in Fengluan Hall was so heated and fierce, and no woman was seen. That woman must have been really hurt.

Before Mo Yuzhuang returned to Fengluan Palace, he sent someone to pass the news to Huangrui Palace. Otherwise, with Mo Yuzhuang's martial arts, even if he didn't fight back, he would at least secretly gather his strength to resolve some of Shangguan Lin's palm.

I don't have the strength to be injured so seriously.[

Did someone do something to block the release of the information? Or is it Yan'er, do you really not want me anymore?

It was late at night, and the Fengluan Palace was silent and peaceful, but in the Huangrui Palace, candles were shining brightly, and there were many figures. The medical historians headed by Wang Linshan lined up in front of the collapse, looking at each other with solemn eyes.

, the palace attendants walked quickly, carrying large basins of blood out of the inner hall of Huangrui Palace.

Chu Qianfeng sat in front of the desk, with a stern face and cold eyebrows. He lowered his head and thought deeply, writing down prescriptions one after another and passing them to the medical officer who took the medicine without stopping.

Shangguan Lin and Yuan Bihan accompanied Huangtan in front of him. They looked at the woman who was as pale as a cloud on the roof, and their melancholy made no sound.

"No, don't hurt Yuzhuang

The brows were furrowed, worrying about the dream. The lying woman was murmuring, and the hand holding the quilt was pulling hard, as if to prevent something.

Seeing the situation at this moment, Yuan Bihan let out a low sigh, looked at Shangguan Lin, and said resentfully: "You are such a big man, why do you need to use force to solve it like a child? If the emperor didn't want to stop you,

, how could you forcefully collapse and run out of Huangrui Palace and be injured like this? You guys

Shangguan remained silent, tilted his head and did not refute.

Yuan Bihan is the father-in-law of this woman. Even if he is now insane and treats him as a peer, Shangguan Lin still doesn't dare to slack off in his respect for Yuan Bihan.

"Chu Qianfeng, isn't the medicine ready yet?"

The thick cotton satin pad is placed under the woman's body, and within a short time, it will be soaked by the blood flowing out of the body.

Yuan Bihan looked at it, terrified, could there be so much blood flowing on a woman's body? How could the body of Emperor Wu be subjected to such torture?

"Um."

Trapped in his thoughts and unable to escape, Chu Qianfeng found the cause of the woman's massive bleeding. However, why did the medicine he gave her have no effect at all?

The blood flowing out of the woman's lower body was black and red, as if a stillborn fetus was trapped in the abdomen, and it did not flow cleanly. It also exuded a faint smell of medicine. Could it be that all the medicine she had been fed flowed out along with the blood?

Impossible!
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