Emperor Hong'an just walked into the inner hall. Before he could reach the inner room, he heard Mu Jieyu's heart-rending shouting. He immediately dodged and rushed into the inner room.
"Get out!" Emperor Hong'an pushed open the door and stepped into the inner room. He met a pair of cold, resentful eyes, which were like the crescent moon in the water, hazy and beautiful.
Containing endless anger and a little bit of deep hatred, the heart of a generation of emperors shrank suddenly, and suddenly they returned to that night fifteen years ago, when he ignored her wishes and forced her, she also used
Looking at him with such eyes made him feel so painful that he couldn't breathe every time he thought about it in his midnight dreams, but he couldn't forget it.
He just endured the pain and let the scar fester in his heart, reminding him of his past pain and regret...
For the first time, Wansheng Supreme, who looked down upon the world with all his might, actually backed down, and then exited obediently with a hint of caution that no emperor could have.
Emperor Hong'an suddenly came back to his senses after the door was closed. His whole face suddenly became gloomy, and he held his hands behind his back tightly in his dragon robe.
Although he just pushed the door open for a moment, the wind blew a glimpse behind the layers of gauze curtains, but Emperor Hong'an was able to see clearly everything inside. Mu Jieyu was completely dressed, and Xuanyuan Zhirong was lying on the couch with a pale face, with a trace of hair left on the corners of his lips.
There was a trace of bright red blood, and there was a pool of blood on the carpet in front of the bed, which was obviously caused by sudden vomiting of blood due to disordered internal breathing.
Thinking of this, Emperor Hong'an's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he strode outside.
What Emperor Hong'an saw was correct, but not everything. For example, Xuanyuan Zhirong in the room was naked under the brocade quilt. For example, Mu Jieyu had his back to the door and his clothes were open in front of him. He was obviously in a hurry.
Covered from bottom to top, but the truth of all this is covered up.
Mu Jieyu's eyes were sour at this moment, and he resisted the unsuppressable mist in his eyes that condensed into beads and rolled out. From the medicine box that Bai Qian brought, he hurriedly turned over the medicine bottles, trying hard to restrain his trembling hands, but from
She had never been so flustered before, and she seemed to become clumsy for a moment, unable to hold the pills she poured into her palm.
"Girl..." Xuanyuan Zhirong weakly stretched out his hand to hold Mu Jieyu's trembling hands. There was still a faint gentle smile on his pale and bloodless face, "In this life, I have never put my own life on the line.
To whom should I give it? I will give it to you now..."
With almost all his strength, Xuanyuan Zhirong said this sentence in one breath and then fainted.
Mu Jieyu's heart seemed to have been hit hard by a hammer at that moment. It was painful and heavy. However, at this moment, she calmed down, took a deep breath, and raised her hand to wipe away the pain in her eyes with her sleeves.
Moisture makes vision clear.
Quickly flip your fingers to apply acupuncture on him.
Now she knew why Xuanyuan Zhirong asked her to treat him, and only gave her two years. She originally thought he was just teasing her, but at this moment, his true energy was lost and his inner strength was blocked, and Mu Jieyu understood
I felt his veins.
In her two lifetimes, she had encountered numerous illnesses and all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases, but Xuanyuan Zhirong's condition still shocked her deeply. It was even unbelievable that one person's body could carry so many kinds of toxins.
Don't ask her how many kinds there are, she can't tell you at all. She knows so many that it's shocking and frightening.