Disgraced Consort

Zhang Yuan was walking to the front of the couch, and Li Qiu's wrist was covered with a silk silk. Qiu Zhang pointed his finger at Xi Yan's wrist and pondered a little.

"My mother's womb will be guaranteed."

He uttered a voice and resumed:

"The current situation of the mother-in-law should not be disturbed anymore, and the emperor is also asked to reject the idlers."

"All go down." Xuanyuan opened his lips, and the queen said slowly.

"promise."

The palace men who were kneeling in the temple got up and retreated.

At the moment of getting up, Chen Yuan seemed to glance at Zhang Yuanzheng, and it seemed that she only glanced at Xi Yan on the couch.

Zhang Yuanzheng is still paying attention to the couch, but with Chen Yuan ’s seemingly absent look, he slightly tilts his face, but he has to stand on his back.

Near Qiuqi, while supporting Chen Yuan past the queen mother, Chen Yuan only felt a gleam hit her like electricity. She calmly calmed down, stopped a little bit, turned around, and this time, it really condensed With a glance at the Xi Yan on the couch, he finally gritted his silver teeth, turned around, and hurried away to the hall.

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger.

It was such a snowy day that Yan Er came to her for the first time.

She still remembers that when she picked up Yaner, Yaner smiled at her, and her crescent moon eyes made her heart laugh as well.

As a gift of money, she actually, really, laughed very little.

Because everything is just involuntary.

Love is involuntary.

Married, involuntarily.

After so many years, even today, everything is still up to you.

Close your eyes and whisper Liqiu's whisper in your ears. It's a worry that she was injured by the snow.

In fact, snow, showered on the body, will not hurt people.

The hurt, never, only will be the heart.

She didn't stop walking, only, step by step, to the channel, far away, the sound of walking on the shoulders, looking through the falling snow, the gate of the palace, behind the two rows of palace lights, the queen was hit with water The skirt is coming down.

The snow was too big, she couldn't see the look on the queen's face, only felt, all of a sudden, it was cold.

Cold, I'm afraid I still have a heart.

In fact, now, she is not alone, so cold.

Inside the hall, Xuan Yuanyu's voice was very cold. The coldness seemed to overflow from the bottom of my heart and pierce into the ear curtains of people:

"I am here, there will be no more problems, please go back to the palace to place."

After all, he called to the outside of the hall:

"Come here, send the queen mother back to the palace."

This call, although his voice was not very loud, was enough for the waiting Grandpa Li to hear, and Grandpa Li quickly handed his gaze to Mo Ju, Mo Ju glanced at him, scornfully pouted, raised his face, only Bow to meet the queen mother who is walking out of the hall.

The Queen Mother's face was not sullen, nor did she refuse to leave. Only when she left the hall, she glanced back, and on the bed, she fell into a comatose evening, smiled awkwardly, and walked back out of the hall.

In the hall, only Xuan Yuanyu and Zhang Yuanzheng were left.

After seeing the crowd retreating, Zhang Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and then took out a transparent bottle from the medicine box. Inside, there were some equally transparent liquids.

"Emperor, the drunk concubine was attacked by the blood-blowing thing, which caused the fetal phase to be unstable, and there were signs of redness, but fortunately, it was not impossible to guarantee the timely discovery. However, even if it was guaranteed tonight, there are still six In the past six months, there will be a flashback, and the damage to the mother will be more and more serious. By that time, I am afraid it is not even the emperor ’s desire. "

"Master, if this child is gone, her life will be gone. I ask the master, don't ever save this child." Xuan Yuan hugged the people in his arms with a difficult language.

He called Zhang Yuanzheng "Master".

Yes, his master, apart from his nominal Taifu, is actually Zhang Zhong.

Only Zhang Zhong was the mentor that the First Emperor gave him.

"Take this first for her." Zhang Zhong handed the bottle in his hand to Xuanyuanyu. "Her pulse is very strange, as if there is something pressed by Keyi. This pulse has always been my worry. local."

Zhang Yuanzheng pondered for a while and saw that Xuan Yuanyu took the medicine bottle, but he didn't finish it.

After all, he was n’t sure yet, what the **** was.

His suspicion made him dare not go deeper whenever he thought about it.

"This is what I am worried about."

Xuan Yuanyu opened the medicine bottle, held his face lightly, and slowly poured those transparent liquids into her mouth.

"But, for now, I just want to keep her baby well."

Fortunately, she was in a coma again, not deeply. Most of these liquids still slowly swallowed into her throat along with her lips.

"Emperor, what is happening today is negligence for the teacher, and for the teacher to bear your trust."

Zhang Yuanzheng is no longer claiming to be a ‘château’. At this time, when no outsiders are present, there will be no barriers of identity and authority between him and Xuan Yuanyu.

On the surface, he is just a wandering miracle doctor. Actually, he is not only a master of Xuanyuanyu, but also a master of the night emperor Bailinan.

Of course, there are not many people who know about this relationship except the first emperors of the two countries.

"Master is able to surrender to the Tai Hospital, and it is my great luck to protect this baby for me." Even though Xuanyuan said this in his voice, he was still full of worry in his voice.

Zhang Zhongning's request to Xuanyuan, not only because of Xuanyuan's request, is he willing to protect the baby?

In this world, there are very few things that allow him to succumb.

Only with this baby, he thought, even if Xuan Yuan was not invited, he would come again.

"You hold it so, how can you give her a needle for the teacher?"

Although the potion has a miraculous effect, it still needs to use the silver needle to measure the pulse, so that it will exert its maximum effect.

Xuanyuan quietly glanced at the woman in her arms, slowly put her back on the couch, and put her wrist beside the Jin mattress.

After all this was done, he got up and stood between him, and his forehead happened to hit the Baizi purse beside the couch.

At this touch, his hand swept the purse away.

There was nothing unusual in the purse, faint, and some fruity smell came. Although these smells were correct, he still took the purse subconsciously.

The purse is bulging. He tears off the purse of the purse. Inside, there is a bag full of mixed fruits. You will notice this layer of powder attached to the fruit wall.

He dipped in a little powder and sniffed gently at the end of his nose. Some of them were still only the sweet smell peculiar to those mixed fruits.

The powder has no hint of taste.

However, this odorless powder eventually made his eyebrows grow tight.

He glanced at the face of the purse, tightened his hands, loosened it again, glanced at the palm of his hand, and his face became gloomy.

At this time, Zhang Yuanzheng's voice came from behind him:

"Fortunately, the child is four months old, and before that, the baby-preserving decoction is still useful, and it should be harmless. However, she must lie on the couch until the birth, and she can't bear any emotional fluctuations. . "

"There is a master worker."

Xuan Yuanyu continued to squeeze the purse in his hand. He held it tightly, so tightly, that purse was in his palm, making a thin gurgle.

"The emperor, there are some things. After all, you are the emperor, and you can't manage for the teacher. However, those women, after all, are all destiny. Such a pregnancy, it is already hurting the body. If you give birth again, I am afraid—"

"I have my own measure." Xuan Yuanyu turned back slightly, put the purse in his sleeve, facing Zhang Yuanzheng, "Master, in this palace, in fact, there is nothing that can make people worry, even if it is up to you There are some things that will protect my concubine in person.

"What does the emperor mean?"

Zhang Zhong's eyebrows frowned, and his eyes couldn't help but stare at the bed, where a hundred pockets were hung a few days ago. That pattern, he had seen it once, and he would never forget it again.

Of course, because he never forgets again, every time he makes a request, he deliberately avoids the purse.

Could it be-

"I'm just talking. I would like to ask the master to prescribe another soup, I just want her to recover as soon as possible."

"I know for the teacher that after losing so much blood, this pair of decoction will be carefully prepared for the teacher."

"There is a master worker."

When Zhang Zhong walked out of the hall, he shook his head. It was precisely that no one was wronged, and all sentiments were evil.

If we say that there is something in this world that he cannot solve, except for that one, the only thing left is the poison of love.

In addition to these two, even the king of the king has to fear his medical skills by three points.

That was poisonous. It was a detoxifying herbal medicine. It was too domineering and required death. This was unpleasant for him.

Of course, in the past few decades, he could not find other alternatives.

As for the love poison, how can he solve this poison for others?

Now, he can see that Xuan Yuanyu's love is not shallower than him.

Love can be cured only before the end of this life.

Or, after seeing through the red dust.

The only poison is to injure people invisible, even though it will not cause death, but it will always happen, biting people's hearts and not extricating themselves.

He stepped out of the hall and saw that the lights in the main hall were still bright, and in the bright place, the figure was bowing in the hall, and his heart was clenched for no reason, through the snow like goose feathers.

His step was to go there, and finally, he still got it back, resolutely, and went to the pharmacy.

Xuanyuanyu heard Zhang Zhong's footsteps disappearing outside the hall. He did not immediately call people in to wait. Even if there were some things, there must be a disposal, but before the disposal, it was still her.

Stroking her veins, smooth veins like beads, no more astringent stagnation, and a little wide heart, just to close her hand, but her wrist moved slightly, and in a move, he looked at her butterfly-like The eyelashes moved slightly, and returned to calm.

He knew that she might have woken up again, but she should have felt the bleeding stopped, and the severe pain in her abdomen was also relieved. So, she was unwilling to oppose him.

He didn't care about her.

At that time, she grabbed his shirt, just for the child in her belly.

He absolutely ended, Fang had to get up, and once heard, a low voice came from her mouth:

"Thank you."

These two words, apart from adding a little meaning of alienation, there will be no other.

What he wanted was never her letter of thanks.

He turned around resolutely before leaving. Suddenly he felt his shirt sank and lowered his head slightly, only to see her smooth white fingertips gently tugging at his shirt, but only so, but nothing more.

And he, standing on the spot, can't take any further steps.

Time seems to stop moving forward.

The air seemed to stop flowing.

But, clearly there is something that flows slightly between him and her.

With these movements, his heart could no longer be ignored, and suddenly turned sideways, her dark eyes locked her pale face, and she was looking at him, just looking at it, and bit her lower lip again, her eyes lingering , Hand, finally let go of his shirt.

His black shirt was falling slowly, and his heart was falling together.

"Emperor ..." Her voice sounded weakly, although weak, but gave him a trace of indescribable joy.

Of course, even if he is happy, his voice is still indifferent:

"Uh?"

"It's snowing outside ..." She said this with her face almost buried in the quilt.

His heart, because of these half words, irresistibly lifted a trace of warmth, he turned around, leaned down, and held up her hand that was still outside, but her hand trembling, but it did not shrink , Only let him persevere.

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