The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 157 Night Ghost
She was crying and trembling, and Mulian patted her shoulders silently, but she heard footsteps crossing the threshold, and the person asked directly, "What's wrong with her? Is she hurt?" ?!"

It's Mo Yu.

The tone was very urgent, and he actually used a questioning and reproachful tone.

Mu Lian turned her head to look at him, and saw that Mo Yu was still in the same blue casual clothes, the young man's face was full of anxiety and concern, and his clean eyes were fixed on Baili Jing who was crying sadly.

Mulian looked at him without speaking for a while, and Mo Yu felt very uncomfortable. Last time he was ridiculed by Mulian, he revealed all the secrets in his heart. Nothing can be hidden.

Mo Yu came here this time because he heard that Mo Wen was assassinated, so he came to see worriedly, but when he saw Baili Jing crying there, he forgot everything. He must have suffered infinite grievances, and for no reason, he poked at that painful place in his heart, and his worries and concerns were all expressed.

"How is my brother's injury?" Mo Yu regained his composure and asked again.

However, Bai Lijing didn't have the time to talk to Mo Yu, Mu Lian said coldly: "Young Master, sit down for a while, the imperial doctor is still in there to diagnose and treat the eldest son, and the princess is also very tired, so she doesn't want to talk much."

So Mo Yu sat down in front of the table, his eyes sometimes looked at the people who were close by where the candlelight was flickering, and sometimes he stared at the inner room blocked by the veil and screen, and the maids were still rushing in and out.

Imperial Physician Sun suddenly opened the curtain and said, "Princess Jing, the son-in-law has woken up and seems to want to talk to you."

Bailijing raised her head, her hair was unkempt, and her eyes were red and swollen from crying. She wiped it again and again with a silk towel, trying to calm down, and then she entered the curtain. Mo Yu stood up and watched her go in, muttering: " A good person, to cry like this..."

Mu Lian sneered, poured him a cup of herbal tea, and said sarcastically, "It's a pity it's not for the Fourth Young Master."

Mo Yu blushed, pretending not to care, and said, "I know it's not for me."

Mulian heard a bit of self-deprecation from Mo Yu's words, and she didn't have the heart to refute him, so she stopped answering, but the Xiangfu is very chaotic, and the son-in-law just woke up, and she couldn't leave Jing Xiaobai, I don't know where the master is. What is the situation, so many arrows are fired at once, and the assassination of the current son-in-law will definitely be thoroughly investigated by the court, and if there is any mistake, the whole game will be lost.

What's more frightening is that the sick son-in-law did not die.If he had just offended him before, this vow would definitely have offended him. What kind of revenge would such a traitor who hides his secrets... Will he target his master, or will he attack Jing Xiaobai?Either way, she must be on guard.

"Mulian."

Mo Yu suddenly said.

Mu Lian was awakened from her chaotic thoughts, and said in a daze, "Huh?" Her voice was softer than ever before.

Mo Yu listened, and smiled: "It's rare that you didn't sneer at me. When I was outside, I heard that Yuan Shan had also been shot by an arrow, but the imperial physicians were busy treating the eldest brother, so they only invited a doctor to look at Yuan Shan. I thought this might not be good, after all, Yuan Shan has been serving elder brother all these years, you go in and tell the princess, ask the imperial physician to give Yuan Shan a diagnosis and treatment, and save his life."

According to Mu Lian's personality, she wished that Yuan Shan would die. A slave who is as unpredictable as a sick son-in-law would be a disaster if she stays.But what Mo Yu said made sense, as a girl, she couldn't refute it, so she had to open the curtain and go in to find Bailijing.

The whole inner room is filled with the smell of blood and medicinal herbs, blowing towards the face, which is extremely pungent.

The people surrounding the big bed, the maids on call, and the imperial physicians who made the diagnosis and treatment.The sick son-in-law was lying on the bed, wrapped in white gauze like a rice dumpling, his face became paler, with an abnormal blue color, making him even more sickly, like a dead person.If he didn't know the skill of the sick son-in-law, seeing this scene, Mu Lian would even suspect that this man might have stepped into the gate of hell with one foot, and his life is not long, and he is only short of dying.

Bai Lijing sat on the bedside, Mo Wen held her hand, he looked at her with quiet eyes, but the light in them gradually dimmed, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything Out, Bailijing instinctively leaned over, put her ear to his lips and listened carefully.

These days, the husband and wife and the two of them suffered from constant disasters, and her illness was better, but something happened to Mo Wen, if it wasn't because she was going to the school to find the third senior brother, Mo Wen would not go out today, causing this unreasonable disaster.In addition, Bailijing was very sure that the person who killed Mo Wen was the queen mother or He, which made her feel more guilty and uneasy. On the one hand, she was worried that Mo Wen would not be able to survive, and on the other hand, she was also worried that if the murder case was found out, her flesh and blood would suffer severely. punish.

Mo Wen is a mute, of course he can't come up with a good name, no matter how hard he tries, he can only make a hoarse, weird and ugly voice from his throat, not to mention incomplete sentences, even a single word can't be heard clearly, no one knows What he said, only felt harsh.

Bai Lijing listened attentively, Mo Wen's cold lips touched her earlobe, her breath suddenly weakened, and she let go of her hand.

Bai Lijing's pupils widened in fright, she stood up with trembling hands, turned her head to look at the other imperial physicians, and asked in panic, "He...is he dead?"

The atmosphere in the room was solemn, and even the military doctor who used to take arrows in the army came. The elderly doctor Sun stepped forward, stretched out his hand to sniff Mo Wen, and replied truthfully: "Princess, the old ministers have just taken the arrows from the son-in-law. The arrow was taken out, the injury suffered by the concubine was very serious, the arrow under the left shoulder missed the heart by an inch, and the concubine was already weak and suffering from blood loss, Jiu Jian's wound bled too much. Bloody, although he saved his life for the time being, good or bad is uncertain, and the old minister dare not jump to conclusions. Mabosan has lost its effect at this moment, and the son-in-law may faint from the pain. The old minister immediately gave the son-in-law an injection. Whether he can wake up will be determined. Look at the good fortune of the son-in-law."

The doctor's parents' hearts have become extremely hardened because they are used to seeing such scenes.Physician Sun applied needles to Mowen's large points and around the wound. The thin and thin silver needles looked extremely terrifying. Bai Lijing looked at each needle administered by Physician Sun, wringing her hands in front of her body, and went down. Her lips have been bitten off, and there is a rusty taste on the tip of her tongue.

Mu Lian stood beside Bailijing, staring at the silver needles calmly, her eyes were numb, she was just confused by the tragic situation of the sick son-in-law at the moment, she couldn't figure out whether it was he intentionally hurting it to such an extent, and only left a sigh of relief He has fooled everyone, or was the master's hidden guard really negligent that allowed him to survive?
Nine arrows, the blood from the wound stained the entire carriage red, and the blood dripped from the moat to the west chamber of the Zuoxiang Mansion, staining a bloody path. Based on the evidence of this blood, if anyone dares to say that the sick son-in-law is acting To win sympathy... Then, the person who suggested that he pretended to be sick and pained will be dragged out to serve him with ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, right?

(End of this chapter)