The nails were very sharp and directly pierced the skin of her neck.
Blood flows.
The severe pain and suffocation made her dizzy.
"Let go, miss!"
"Come quickly! Someone's killing someone!"
Qiu Zhi and Yun Qiao screamed and tried to break away the crazy woman's hand, but failed several times.
Seeing that Sang Yan was about to be strangled to death, Yun Qiao found a stick and knocked her unconscious with one blow.
Sang Yan lost her shackles and fell limply to the ground. There were bruised fingerprints and deep blood stains on her fair neck, obviously she had been pinched badly.
"Cough cough cough——"
She coughed until tears came out.
The blood in the neck also flowed more.
Qiuzhi was so frightened that she cried: "Miss, Miss, are you okay? I'll call the imperial doctor!"
Sang Yan was in shock and wanted to say something, but her vision went dark and she fainted.
The original owner's body was too weak.
If you don't agree with me, you'll faint!
Sang Yan laughed to himself and fell into a long darkness.
She couldn't wake up, but she vaguely heard the emperor's scolding: "In my Qingning Palace, let her run out and be in danger! What do you trash do for food? Drag them all out and kill them with sticks! Those in the Leng Palace will also be executed.
!”
"Your Majesty, spare my life——"
A miserable cry for mercy.
Sang Yan wanted to wake up and ask for mercy: "No! Don't kill people! Don't kill people because of me!"
But she couldn't wake up.
She was so anxious that sweat broke out on her forehead.
"Your Majesty, look at me, my wife is suffering from a nightmare."
"Miss, miss, what's wrong with you? Wake up quickly!"
It was Qiuzhi's anxious and panicked voice.
"Sang Yan! Sang Yan!"
It was He Ying's worried voice.
"Doctor, what's going on? Why can't she wake up?"
"Your Majesty, please be at ease. Master Sang is so frightened that his soul is unstable. Now he will wake up after drinking the requiem soup and resting for a while."
"What about the injury to her neck?"
"They are all superficial injuries, nothing serious."
My ears were quiet.
The bitter medicinal taste then penetrated into the mouth.
It tastes so bad!
She didn't want to drink and kept her mouth shut.
"Ayan, be good and drink the medicine. You will feel better after you drink it."
Was it actually fed by the emperor himself?
Sang Yan slowly opened her mouth and drank, thinking of waking up early and saving those people.
She didn't want them to die in vain because of her, and she didn't want them to commit murder.
"Ayan, why do you always make me worried?"
The emperor's tone was helpless and gentle.
But it makes people feel safe for no reason.
Sang Yan fell into a deep sleep.
When I woke up again, the sky was bright.
She opened her eyes and saw He Ying sitting on the side of the bed, holding his forehead and taking a nap.
Is this a one-night stand?
Sang Yan felt hot in her heart and was inevitably moved. She called out in a low voice: "Your Majesty?"
The voice was very low and hoarse.
It's the sequelae of being pinched.
He Ying was sleeping soundly. When he heard the noise, he opened his eyes, saw her waking up, and smiled: "Ayan, you finally woke up."
Sang Yan nodded, stretched his neck, and frowned in pain.
He Ying hurriedly said: "Don't move."
Sang Yan stopped moving, her mind gradually cleared up, and she remembered the emperor's killing last night, and said, "What happened to those people? Your Majesty, don't kill them."
He Ying nodded: "Well, don't worry, I didn't kill him."
He was now glad to have listened to the imperial doctor's words. Sang Yan's soul was unstable. If he was filled with anger, it would be detrimental to the soul's return to its proper place.
Otherwise, Sang Yan would definitely be sad now that she knew he had killed someone.
She is the most soft-hearted.
The soft-hearted Sang Yan said: "Don't hurt them. I do things alone and bear the consequences."
He Ying disagreed and said in a cold voice: "Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be escaped. Do you know that you almost died in the hands of that crazy woman."
Sang Yan was actually scared and resentful that she almost died unjustly at the hands of that woman despite not doing anything.
But it's pitiful to see how crazy they are.
"Am I okay? They are also very pitiful."
Both are women, so it's easy to empathize with each other.
If possible, Sang Yan would like to let those poor women out of the palace.
But I also know that this matter needs to be dealt with slowly.
The emperor was still angry.
"There must be something hateful about poor people."
He Ying frowned, not wanting to argue with her over such a trivial matter, so he changed the subject: "Well, why are you going to the cold palace?"
Sang Yan couldn't tell the truth, so she lied: "It's nothing. I just couldn't sleep at night, thinking that Concubine Xuan was ill, so I had a sudden idea and went over to take a look."
He Ying seemed to have no choice but to believe this explanation, frowning and saying, "I won't do it next time."
Sang Yan nodded perfunctorily. Seeing that he was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, he couldn't help but say: "Did the Emperor not sleep all night? Go and have a rest."
"Only now do you remember to care about me."
He Ying felt wronged and stayed with her all night, but when she woke up, she only cared about the life and death of others.
Sang Yan smiled bitterly: "Why is the emperor acting like a child?"
Are men so naive when they are in love?
The childish He Ying looked at her and said in a low voice: "Ayan, I almost lost you."
This tone was inexplicably sad.
There is also a hint of fear.
Does he love himself so much that he even loves himself to the point of fear?
Sang Yan felt heartbroken, and her expression was unconsciously gentle. She smiled and comforted him: "Your Majesty, I'm fine. Don't worry blindly."
She doesn't know anything.
He Ying looked at her with extremely sad eyes: "You don't understand my feelings at all."
That Wan Zhang was talking about was not from this place, and it was rare for him to leave a trace of his soul, so he seemed to be constantly verifying it.
Since she entered the palace, she has indeed fainted, fallen ill, and been in danger many times.
I thought it was because she was weak, but it didn't seem like that.
Sang Yan looked at He Ying's sad eyes and was shocked: Did she hurt his heart so much? Or was it the emperor's heart of glass?
Just when I was doubting my life, I heard the sound of Sang Ruoshui coming from outside.
"Sister, sister——"
She called her sister and ran in, crying in a dramatic manner: "Sister, you scared me to death. What will I do if you do something bad?"
Sang Yan watched her show of sisterly love numbly.
"My poor sister—"
Sang Ruoshui cried for a while, and then said indignantly: "Your Majesty, you have to make the decision for my sister! That woman won't go crazy sooner or later, so why did she go crazy when her sister was there? And she went straight to pinch her? It must be her.
Someone is scheming!"
Sang Yan: "..."
She subconsciously felt that Sang Ruoshui was taking the opportunity to eradicate dissidents?
I don't want her to make things worse again.
She sighed: "Okay. It won't be such a conspiracy theory."
She went to the Cold Palace on a last-minute basis. How could anyone be so clever? Waiting for her in the Cold Palace?
But Sang Ruoshui thought differently and retorted: "Sister is still too naive. Who in the palace doesn't know that my sister is kind-hearted? Otherwise, how could Xuan make people come to her to ask for help? Since you helped her, once
, for the second time, it is inevitable to go to the cold palace, so the person behind the scenes is waiting there!"
Sang Yan: "..."
I’m capable!
What he said actually made sense.
Did she underestimate Sang Ruoshui before?
This ability to stir up trouble is very strong!
She looked at the emperor who was looking deep in thought, with an incredulous look in her eyes: "Your Majesty... he shouldn't think so too, right?"
Could it be that Sang Ruoshui really succeeded in provoking him?