Mu Yan'er, who was in Xiao Qi's arms, shrank in fear, her pale little face looking pitiful.
He squeezed the clothes on Xiaoqi's chest and whispered: "Your Majesty, Xue Twenty, what's wrong with it?"
Xiaoqi stopped, turned his face, and followed its animal eyes to look not far away. There was no one there, except for a wintersweet tree standing there.
The cool breeze blew by, blowing the plum blossom petals all over the ground.
At that moment, he felt as if something was missing from his chest.
Empty...
It seems that I can never find it again.
He looked in that direction, his deep black eyes rising and falling, and he couldn't look away for a long time.
*
Xilingyue left the palace and when she looked at the fire snake in her palm, she found that she was unconscious.
Suddenly, panic flashed in his clear eyes.
After leaving the palace gate, regardless of the fact that it was daytime at the moment, his tall figure quickly flashed into an alley, and he jumped on his tiptoes. His whole figure rose up like a white crane, as light as a crane, and he actually used his extremely powerful movements.
Qing Gong flew towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.
If anyone saw it at this time, they would definitely be surprised.
The gentle, elegant, and unparalleledly handsome Prime Minister is actually a very well-hidden master.
When Xilingyue arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, she walked directly towards Qingyu Garden. She walked without squinting and her robes were blown by the wind.
The corners of his mouth, which had always held a gentle smile, were tightened at the moment.
The servants and maids in the mansion had never seen Xi Lingyue like this before. They were all stunned and stared at him as he seemed to be holding something carefully before quickly disappearing from their sight.
Xi Lingyue approached Qingyu Garden and kicked one of the rooms open.
The door opened, and the strong and pungent aroma of medicine hit his face. He didn't care about anything else, and quickly stood in the room guarding a man who was guarding a medicine stove, and said urgently: "Yi, save her!"
"Um?"
The man named Yi heard his voice and turned his head, revealing a masked face.
The mask covered most of his face, revealing only his cool lips and a pair of green eyes. When his faint eyes moved from Xi Lingyue's face to the unconscious fire snake in his hand, he slowly turned back.
, looking at the medicine stove in front of him indifferently.
"Yi!"
Seeing his reaction, Xi Lingyue became anxious and couldn't help but call out again.
The man directly stirred the charcoal in the medicine stove with his hand. His long, jade-like fingers seemed to be unable to feel the scorching heat.
Before Xilingyue almost collapsed, she pursed her thin lips coldly and uttered eight words: "My life is hanging by a thread, and I can't save myself."
As soon as he said these eight words, Xilingyue immediately turned pale.
He frowned deeply and couldn't help but take a step forward. His usually cold voice was filled with fear, "You didn't even look...how can you be so sure?"
"uh-huh?"
The man snorted, "Since you doubt my assertion, why did you come to me?"
"But you are a ghost doctor! Even the dead can be revived. Besides, she is not dead yet..."
"So what?"
The man raised his eyebrows and stirred the charcoal fire with his hand. Seeing that the fire was almost done, he stood up. His tall figure felt inexplicably oppressive in the room. He picked up the copper cover on the medicine stove, reached in with his bare hands, and took it.
He took out a pill that was completely red after refining it. At the same time, he took out a white glazed porcelain bottle from his pocket with his other hand and put the pills in it.
After all this was done, he turned around and looked at Xi Lingyue ruthlessly with his green eyes: "I am a ghost doctor, not a veterinarian. It... I won't save it."