The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

That kind of medicine, he was originally going to save for the king to use when there is any danger, after taking it, it can instantly bring the person who has just died back to his senses.

But Mo Yong has been eating for so long, but there is no reaction at all!

Wu Yu's heart was completely flustered, and he didn't know what to do!

He didn't know what to do to bring Mo Yong back to life!

Perhaps, there is really no way to recover, Mo Yong he... [

Wu Yu was as wilted as a cabbage beaten by frost.

But Huang Fulian refused to give up. He grabbed Wu Yu's collar and said word by word, his black eyes were bright as if there were flames burning.

"If Mo Yong dies, you don't even want to live!"

His words made Wu Yu dare not continue to be decadent. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, quickly took out the cloth bag in his arms, spread it out, and carefully pulled out the shiny silver needles inside, and put them on Mo Yong's body one by one. Acupuncture all over the body.

Seeing Wu Yu come back to his senses, Huang Fulian didn't stay idle. With a gloomy face, he grabbed the sword that had fallen by his feet, and before everyone could react, he rushed towards Xiahou Fengli.

Jiang Nanyan didn't figure out what was going on at all, only heard the sound of clang clang clang, followed by the sound of cloth being cut by a knife.

Her whole body was shocked, and she turned her head quickly.