"Yes, I'm crazy. I don't have any objection to you doting on this woman and loving this woman. However, You'er is your biological son. How can you be so cruel? You just watched him die and refused to let the imperial doctor
Help him diagnose and treat him." She stood up from the ground and pointed angrily at Yun Xiyao's tearful and aggrieved face.
"Presumptuous! Look at you, how can you still look like a queen?! Your son is dead. What does it have to do with Xiyao? What are you doing to cause trouble for Xiyao?"
"Does it have nothing to do with her? She insisted on You'er accompanying her. You'er stayed in her palace for three days and fell ill when she returned! I went to ask for the imperial doctor, but all the imperial doctors at the Imperial Hospital were treated by you.
We were called here, and no one was allowed to leave. Yun Xiyao, Dongfang Chen, you are so cruel!" Her face turned gray, her eyes were cold and stern, and she wanted to tear this couple into pieces and eat them.
"How dare you say that?! That son of yours is so ignorant. Yao'er loves her so much that she actually bit Yao'er's hand and pushed Yao'er to the ground, causing Yao'er to have fetal contractions at such a young age.
She was so vicious, like mother, like son, and she deserves to die!" Dongfang Chen stared at her on the ground and said fiercely.
Then came the swung sticks and the endless sea of blood and crying. In the sea of blood, people around her stopped breathing one by one. The scene changed.
Wu Shang lay covered in blood in a pool of blood, motionless, and she was helpless. She could only watch from the side, feeling cold all over. Her chest seemed to have a hole, and an icy cold wind passed through her chest.
Come with sharp pain and coldness.
Wushang is so cute and smart, like a child. In front of it, she doesn't have to put on any disguise, and she doesn't have to act so strong that she doesn't have any sadness like she does in front of her eldest brother and third brother. In front of it, she can show sadness and anger.
, the expression of missing Youer; in front of it, she doesn't have to pretend to be a naive fool, she can tell it all the resentment, cruelty and viciousness in her heart. And it always accompanies her, comforts him and makes her laugh.
, making her cold heart feel warm for a moment. Now, even it was killed by Dongfang Chen and Yun Xiyao, just to deal with her. After all, it was she who killed it.
"Dongfang Chen, Yun Xiyao..." Yun Jingchu gritted his teeth and murmured, then slowly opened his eyes and looked at the dark cell.
You'er, Wu Shang... Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. Yun Jingchu said silently in his heart.
Southwest corner of the palace, Orchid Palace.
Incense smoke lingers and Sanskrit sounds burst out.
The ritual had been done for seventy-seven and forty-nine days. Master Huiyuan told Empress Luo that Baili Wushang would wake up soon.
Therefore, Empress Luo stayed by Baili Wushang's bed, unwilling to leave until late at night.
However, Baili Wushang didn't wake up until late at night, and still fell asleep.
Queen Luo had asked Master Huiyuan before, but the answer Master Huiyuan gave her was: "Donor, please be patient. Everything has its destiny. When the time comes, your son will naturally wake up."
Seeing that the night was getting deeper and deeper, Queen Luo became more and more anxious. She watched Master Huiyuan with his eyes closed and chanted sutras, but he hesitated several times, but he did not dare to disturb him, so he could only worry alone.
Baili Wushang felt like he was being sucked into a whirlpool, being carried away to an unknown place, drifting, and the sound of Sanskrit singing kept echoing in his ears, like a dream but not a dream...
Suddenly, a little light appeared in front of him, and he actually saw his own body, lying quietly and pale on the bed. Everything around him was shrouded in thick fog, except for the sound of Sanskrit singing...
He desperately wanted to get closer to his body, but the unknown force pulled her and prevented him from getting closer.
No, I must return to my body. Jingchu needs me. Baili Wushang told himself this, so he approached his body again and again, failed again and again, and then came closer again...
Gradually, the scenery around his body became clearer.
He saw the anxious mother, nine mages sitting cross-legged on the futon, and Grandma Sun standing behind her mother with a worried look on her face...
The midnight bell rang, and Baili Wushang suddenly felt a huge suction force. Before he could react, his soul surged toward his body and submerged into it...
Then, he felt like he had turned into a wet towel that had been wrung out by someone, and his whole body suddenly ached...
"It hurts..." On the bed, Baili Wushang frowned and murmured.