The teacup in Zhai Zilan's hand fell from his hand and fell to the ground with a crisp sound. The tea splashed on his leg, but he didn't seem to notice, and just looked at the white-bearded old imperial doctor with dull eyes.
The doctors who were kneeling on the ground were all shocked when they heard the sound.
The old doctor with a white beard in the lead felt even more uneasy and swallowed dryly unconsciously.
Hua Yuqiong glanced at Zhai Zilan and glanced at Cheng Yuqi beside him. Cheng Yuqi turned to the maid beside him and said, "Why are you still standing there? Pick up the pieces."
"...Yes...Yes..."
Several maids on the side responded quickly and cleaned up the floor quickly, fearing that someone would be beheaded if they were not careful.
After listening to the white-bearded old imperial doctor's words, Hua Yuqiong suddenly laughed.
This chuckle made everyone present look at her in confusion.
This man is about to die, why is he smiling so happily?
Still laughing unscrupulously in front of his own son!
Is he crazy?!
Cheng Yuqi was dumbfounded, "Um...why are you laughing?"
Zhai Zilan looked at Hua Yuqiong with the same confusion.
Hua Yuqiong smiled and shook her head. In a blink of an eye, her smile disappeared. She walked to the dragon bed, rolled up her still wet sleeves, and began to treat Zhai Yantian.
The white-bearded old imperial doctor couldn't help but be startled when he saw her actions.
This, this, this...
What is he going to do?
Save people?
Ke Ren Yin Yin is about to go, isn’t it?
Could he still be brought back to life?
If he were the master of Ghost Priest, he would still believe it, but he is just a young kid. How could he do this? Let alone bring him back to life!
The entire palace seemed to have been covered with a layer of soundproof barrier, and there was no sound. The disasters and sorrows in the dark could not help but hold their breath.
Shang looked at the handsome young man standing in front of the dragon couch with blood stains on his white clothes, wet and almost clinging to his body, and stared closely at the movements of his men.
As time passed, Shang couldn't help but look shocked, and looked at Hua Yuqiong with eyes filled with admiration.
He initially thought that human being was about to die, but now he was severely slapped in the face.
Looking at Shang Lan's shocked eyes, Qian smiled knowingly.
Painter, you are so awesome!
Hua Yuqiong took a long breath and said without looking back: "Paper and pen."
The white-bearded old imperial doctor who was watching in amazement heard this and immediately took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from his sleeve and handed it to Hua Yuqiong.
Hua Yuqiong glanced sideways and was slightly startled.
The white-bearded old imperial doctor was startled when he saw Hua Yuqiong. He glanced at the blood on her hands and turned to look at the table beside him. Then he put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it. Then he handed Hua Yuqiong a wet hand.
Wring the towel dry, I stood humbly aside and studied the ink.
Hua Yuqiong suddenly came to his senses, smiled knowingly, wiped her hands with a cloth, and walked to the table where the Four Treasures of the Study were placed.
The old doctor with a white beard opened his eyes wide, wanting to see what she would write.
Hua Yuqiong picked up the brush handed over by the old imperial doctor, made one stroke, and immediately paused in embarrassment. The expectant old doctor also twitched his eyes.
I saw a big ink dot on the white rice paper, and the hairs of the brush were pressed into bloom by the painting feathers.
The old imperial doctor's eyes were full of distress, and his heart was aching.
This was given to him by the late Emperor!!!
Hua Yuqiong habitually thought that she was holding a hard-tipped pen from her previous life. She accidentally pressed the brush in her hand to open the flap, and immediately looked at the old imperial doctor in embarrassment. This chapter has been completed!