When Leng Fengqing saw her, she suddenly became alert. She lay on the ground and held the sword, pointing it at her. Her face was grim with pain, "You... who are you?"
Yuan Qingling moved on her toes, looked at her, and raised her hands, "I am a villager at the foot of the mountain. I don't mean any harm. Are you... going to have a baby?"
I have studied midwifery, I can help you!"
"Village people?"
Leng Fengqing has gone through many hardships to get to where she is now, so naturally she won't believe her words easily. She took a breath and waved her sword, "You go, I don't need your help!"
Yuan Qing stopped hurriedly, not daring to move forward, fearing that she would hurt herself if she swung the sword carelessly.
The pain of childbirth was greater than anything else. She raised her sword for a while, and then the severe labor pain hit her. The pain was so painful that she couldn't even lift the sword. She lowered her hands, covered her abdomen, and took in big breaths. Her face was so painful that
Distorted.
Yuan Qingling walked over quickly, knelt half in front of her, reached out and gently combed her abdomen, and said: "Relax, breathe slowly, don't pant in a hurry."
Leng Fengqing obviously no longer had the strength to fight her. She bent her legs and tried to slowly adjust her breathing. Her eyes were half-squinted. The person who suddenly appeared in front of her didn't seem real.
She was almost out of strength. She was tired, thirsty, and hungry. Everything in front of her seemed to be a double image. She felt a slight pain in her wrist. She wanted to turn her head to look, but the woman was kneeling beside her abdomen and blocked her.
I didn't know what she was doing, but the slight pain disappeared quickly.
Yuan Qingling hooked up an intravenous drip for her. There was no place to hang a bottle on the ground, so she could only get it from a distance and use a bamboo pole to prop it up to replenish her strength and some nutrition. Then she stayed by her side, clinging to her.
His hands taught her childbirth with words.
She could do more, but she couldn't. Seeing Leng Fengqing in such pain made her feel sad.
Yuan Qingling didn't know whether she was wrong or right to come out. She just couldn't bear to see her giving birth to a child in the snow so miserably with no one around her again.
I don't know if it was because of Yuan Qingling's company, or maybe because of the intravenous drip that replenished her physical strength. Leng Fengqing seemed a little better, but the pain of labor was still very difficult for her who was injured and exhausted.
She gritted her teeth and finally gave birth to the baby after a burst of pain.
The baby was born and did not cry. Yuan Qingling took one look at it and reached out to hold it out. The little purple-black face was wrinkled.
She quickly took off her thick clothes, wrapped up the child, and placed it on Leng Fengqing. Leng Fengqing had almost fainted, but subconsciously held the child tightly.
Yuan Qingling held back tears, slowly let go of her hand, stood up and stepped back.
Leng Fengqing tilted her head and opened her eyes, trying to see her clearly, but the sky was gloomy and she was severely dizzy, so she could only see a blurry shadow.
Yuan Qingling saw her lips parted slightly, as if to say thank you, but she had no strength to speak and could only hold the child tightly.
Not long after, the wolves came and sniffed around Leng Fengqing for a while. Leng Fengqing had fainted at this time, but she was not necessarily completely unconscious because her hands were still holding the child tightly. She finally
All the strength was used to hold the child.
The snow wolf finally took the baby away. At this time, Leng Fengqing really seemed to be dead. Yuan Qingling went out to help her tidy up her clothes and called her. She had no reaction. Yuan Qingling stepped back and continued.
Waiting for the arrival of the splash machine.
The vast expanse of snow-white sky and earth, with a trace of blood red remaining, filled with the smell of blood, lingering.
Not long after, another person came up. Yuan Qingling looked at him. When he saw Leng Fengqing, he yelled, ran over quickly and knelt down. He shook Leng Fengqing's shoulders, terrified and desperate, "
You can't die, get up quickly, you want to take revenge, you want to avenge the second lady, you can't die!"
Yuan Qingling has never been able to see Po Ji from the perspective of Po Ji. He tried every means to help Leng Fengqing, and even sacrificed his own life in the end. He is a tragic character.
Except for his senior brother, no one cares about his life or death.
Leng Fengqing was shaken by him a few times, regained some consciousness, slowly opened her eyes, fell to the ground, breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly took out a pill, crushed it and put it into her mouth, staring at
She looked at her and murmured: "You can't die, you still want to take revenge. I said that I will avenge the second lady, I can't break my promise, you can't die."
"revenge?"
Leng Fengqing's consciousness became clearer, "My child, my child..." Poji picked her up, "I will take you to the temple and save you first, and then we will go down the mountain to the capital to find the emperor. We will take the place of the second lady."
revenge!"
Leng Fengqing's head hung down, and Yuan Qingling saw the tears left in the corners of her eyes. She was still thinking about the child, but she couldn't bear the bumps while running and passed out again.
Yuan Qingling followed from a distance and saw them meeting the young abbot German under the temple. The abbot placed them in a cave. Yuan Qingling stopped asking and kept his distance waiting for the opportunity to break the spiritual stone.
arrival.
Finally, I saw them discussing and heard Abbot De Fang talking about the Ling Stone. Leng Fengqing asked him why he knew about the Ling Stone. Abbot De Fang told her that the Ling Stone was a treasure that belonged to the temple hundreds of years ago.
, later a monk in the temple returned to secular life and took away the spiritual stone. This monk later became the founder and first head of the Tiansuan family.
He married a wife, gave birth to children, and the Tiansuan family gradually grew. Because he went to Fengdu City, he could not find him for decades. When he finally found him, the Tiansuan family had become a prince. After several negotiations,
I don’t know what kind of agreement was reached. The temple will no longer pursue the case, and the Tianshu family cannot use spiritual stones to change their fate at will.
Leng Fengqing asked the German abbot to break the spirit stone, but the German abbot hesitated. He knew the consequences of breaking the spirit stone, that is, the life of the previous recipient would be worse than death, and he could not bear to do it.
This is the compassion of a monk. At this time, the German abbot did not know that sometimes compassion for one person is cruelty to another person.
The German abbot's hesitation in front of Leng Fengqing was not very obvious. Leng Fengqing, who was grieving for the loss of his son, was bleeding from the bottom of his heart.
Due to the overwhelming hatred between Yan Zhiyu and Su Rushuang, she really didn't notice the German abbot's hesitation.
She and Poji started, kneeling on the ground with her eyes closed, and clasping her hands together to take out the spirit stone. A box with a unique shape slowly rose in front of her. When the box was opened, a black stone jumped out, which was the spirit stone.
stone.
The ordinary black stone was about the size of a thumb, but it seemed very heavy. Yuan Qingling looked at Leng Fengqing's struggling and felt that she was controlling the spirit stone with her mind.
The spirit stone didn't emit any light, but flew from the front of Leng Fengqing to the front of Po Ji, and stuck to Po Ji's chest for about five seconds.
Poji seemed to be in great pain, and his kneeling body swayed, and some power condensed. Others might not be able to see this power, but Yuan Qingling could see it, like running water, the power gathered from all directions and fell.
After landing on the spirit stone, the spirit stone flew back from Po Ji's body to Leng Fengqing's chest. Soon, the spirit stone slipped off.
When the spirit stone slipped, Leng Fengqing spat out a mouthful of blood, suddenly opened her eyes, and shouted, "Break the spirit stone quickly!"