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Four hundred and twelve chapters palace maid

He Xun looked at Yingchun who was constantly traveling in front of him, but he still couldn't reflect that it was such a weak woman who rescued him and Xu Yan. It was not until he saw that this weak body blocked the sharp blade that stabbed them at them that he understood why Xu Yan trusted such a palace maid.

Yingchun looked at He Xun who was standing in the middle of the road and couldn't help but say, "If you have nothing to do, go out first. Standing here will delay the doctor's treatment." He Xun realized where he was. He scratched his head embarrassedly and stepped aside.

Ping Qing was almost brought in by Yingchun. His upper body was pulled forward by Yingchun, but his legs remained in place, looking particularly funny. He pressed his crooked hat while saying to Yingchun: "Hey hey hey, slow down! My old bones can't stand your troubles!"

Yingchun didn't respond to his words. After so many years of experience with her, she would be more energetic when she paid attention to him. So she only put her strength lighter on her hands, but her speed still did not decrease.

When Ping Qing finally saw Xu Yan lying on the bed dying, she couldn't help but exclaim: "This girl is amazing!" God knows how much effort it took Yingchun and He Xun to control themselves and not to hit him. Yingchun said to Ping Qing anxiously: "Doctor Ping, is there any treatment for Your Majesty's injury?"

When Ping Qing heard Yingchun's words, she rolled her eyes at her with some disdain: "Why am I here for no treatment? Also, don't call me Doctor Ping again in the future. I have been dismissed by those old guys." As she said that, she snorted a little indignantly. If Xu Yan could still speak at this moment, she would definitely curse and ask Ping Qing to come over to treat her injuries.

Yingchun couldn't listen to his nonsense, so he quickly responded to him and said, "Okay, okay, it's my fault. Please ask Dr. Ping to go over and see Your Majesty's injuries quickly."

Ping Qing slowly took out his tools from the medicine box and said to Yingchun: "Don't worry, haven't this girl asked me before? I have asked someone to send me the medicine and acupoint tips to her. As long as I do what I said above, she will have nothing to do."

Having said that, who among the people here can really relieve themselves? He Xun finally couldn't bear it and picked up Ping Qing's back collar and took him to Xu Yan's bed. Ping Qing kept shouting in the process: "Hey hey hey, don't be impulsive. Is there anything you can discuss? Isn't it just a medical treatment?" Until He Xun put him down, he still muttered dissatisfiedly, asking Xu Yan to avenge him after waking up, and train He Xun well.

Of course, all this is based on Xu Yan's ability to wake up.

Ping Qing diagnosed Xu Yan's pulse, but his face turned dark little by little. There was a serious expression on his face that he had never seen before. Yingchun, who was beside him, couldn't help but jump in shock when he saw it. Yingchun asked with some trembling questions: "What's wrong with Doctor Ping? But is there anything wrong with His Majesty's body?"

Ping Qing shook her head, then pulled out the sword inserted into Xu Yan's body bit by bit, and the undried blood rushed out one after another that wet the bed. Yingchun turned her back and didn't dare to look at it again, so she heard Ping Qing's sigh: "This girl is really cruel to her." He Xun frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

Ping Qing looked at Xu Yan's pale face and couldn't help but sigh: "If this sword is half an inch longer, even if the God of Daluo comes, he can't save her." He Xun and Yingchun, who were beside him, couldn't help but raise their hearts in their throats. Yingchun's voice was already in tears, and she asked tremblingly: "Is there anything wrong with Your Majesty now? Your Majesty... "

Before she finished her second half of the sentence, she was interrupted by Ping Qing: "It's nothing. Although this girl is risky, she still feels attentive. In addition, she asks her to press the acupoints in time and apply medicine in time. So according to the prescription I prescribe, I can take medicine for more than a month of rest." Yingchun was relieved when she heard Ping Qing's words. She clasped her hands and said to the heaven: "Thank you for your blessing!"

When Ping Qing saw her movement, she said angrily: "It's my prescription that works! If you really want to thank me, you should thank me!" Yingchun looked at him a little embarrassedly, and then asked, "When will your Majesty wake up?" Ping Qing was silent for a moment and said: "It will take two or three days to go, but if it's slow, it depends on the girl's own thoughts."

After hearing this, the three people in the room looked at Xu Yan, who was tightly closed his eyes and had a haggard expression.

Xu Yan didn't know where she was now. She only knew that this place was very cold, so cold that she curled up and hugged her tightly, she couldn't feel any warmth. A distant and ethereal voice came from the ice and snow. She was calling her name softly. She stood up in a hurry and looked around, but could not see any sign of anyone.

"Xu Yan, Xu Yan." The sound rang again, making Xu Yan shudder. The sound sounded a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard this sound. Xu Yan asked in a hurry: "Who is it? Who are you?"

The voice sighed softly, and then said, "I am you." Xu Yan frowned in confusion, not understanding what the voice was talking about.

Then, the voice asked Xu Yan another question: "Do you want to survive?" Xu Yan felt that the question asked by this voice was extremely stupid. She replied without hesitation: "Of course I want to!"

"But what if the person you love deeply wants you to die?" This question is like the environment in which Xu Yan is in, which makes people feel fear and cold from the bottom of their hearts. Xu Yan couldn't help but find the source of this voice again, and she forced all the courage to ask: "Who are you? Don't pretend to be a ghost anymore!"

The answer to the voice still did not change: "I am you."

Xu Yan shook his head desperately and said, "No, you are lying to me! Where are you hiding? Come out quickly!"

But no one would answer her. The sound was like when it came, leaving no trace of it. In the snow and ice all over the sky, only Xu Yan was left. She walked alone in the snow field where there was no end, desperately calling out to everyone she knew: "Yingchun! He Xun! Peng Yue Peng Xing! Lu Huai! Liang Yu!" When she shouted that name, it seemed as if something choked in her throat, and her nose was a little sour, which made her unable to shout out.

"Yunqi" Some crystal liquid fell into the snow with her murmur, and then was covered by layers of rapidly falling snowflakes, and no trace was found.

Xu Yan fell weakly into the ice and snow, allowing the snowflakes fluttering in the sky to submerge her warm body, and slowly closed her eyes.

Yingchun looked at Ping Qing anxiously, and finally couldn't help asking: "What's going on with Your Majesty? Didn't it mean that nothing was serious, why did you suddenly get angry again?"

Ping Qing looked serious, his subordinates kept moving, and sweat beads on his forehead kept oozing out, as if he was suggesting the risk of this diagnosis: "This girl's will to live is gradually weakening. If she continues like this, she will be really powerless to turn things around."

When Yingchun heard Ping Qing's words, she hurriedly covered her mouth and prevented the crying from coming out. She whimpered, "What should I do? What should I do with Your Majesty? What should I do with Xu Guo?"
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