The phoenix color is enchanting: the black-bellied emperor's evil concubine

"Kong Youyou! Why don't you hurry up and help your empress take a look." Sang Yu shouted angrily when she saw that Kong Youyou hadn't stepped forward to feel her pulse, "Hehe, your empress is auspicious." Kong Youyou forced herself to laugh dryly, and put her hands together in fear. The pulse of Shangqingyan.In just a blink of an eye, Kong Youyou's face darkened instantly. "Who is it? So cruel?"

"What's the matter? What's the matter, ma'am?" Sang Yu burst into tears when she saw Kong Youyou, who was completely dark and sullen.

Qingyan withdrew her hand, looked at Kong Youyou quietly, smiled slightly, and shook her head gently at her.She has learned medical skills for six years, and she is quite good at medical skills.Even she herself felt helpless and hopeless.What's more, it's just a small imperial doctor.The reason why Sang Yu didn't stop her from finding an imperial doctor was only because of the slight unwillingness to believe it in the bottom of her heart. She hoped that she had misdiagnosed herself, but unfortunately things didn't work out as she wished.

"Woooo...it's all Sang Yu's fault. Sang Yu shouldn't take a step away from your mother. It's all Sang Yu's fault." Seeing the communication between the two, Sang Yu fell to her knees on the bed with a plop. side.Lying on the quilt crying.Zhen's body trembled slightly.

"Comfort her." Qingyan gestured to Kong Youyou, "Come on, don't cry. Your mother just lost her voice. At least she's still alive. Why are you crying?" Kong Youyou gently pushed Sang Yu comforted helplessly, but there was a deep apology in the eyes looking at Qingyan.With a little ambiguity.

"Mother, it's better to eat liquid food these days. This symptom may not be incurable. You go to Xianxia Mountain and try your luck to find an old man who is over fifty years old. Maybe it can be saved." Kong Youyou seemed to think of something, Said with a look of surprise.

When Sang Yu, who was crying, heard this, she immediately wiped away her tears. "Where is Xianxia Mountain? I'll go."

Looking at Sang Yu's firm face, Qingyan felt a little touched.

"No need." Qingyan shook her head at Kong Youyou and gestured. "You guys go down first. I'll be alone for a while." Regardless of whether they didn't understand, they just pulled the quilt and lay down on their sides.

The two looked at each other, and Sang Yu adjusted Qingyan's quilt with tears in her eyes.Followed Kong Youyou and retreated.

Listening to the distant footsteps, Qingyan turned her head, her face was already wet with tears.Xianxia Mountain, she came out of Xianxia Mountain.Now, is it time to go back?She regretted so much, regretted why she turned into an ugly face, why she entered the wrong room, why she agreed to Mu Chen's unreasonable guard request.Why do you like Mu Chen who calls her a lady, why do you want to marry into the palace, why.Why.All this is why.

Now, her heart has already been scarred and scarred.Exhausted.

Putting on a crescent white dress, tied a white damask around her waist, casually tied up the loose green silk hair with a gorgeous hairpin, and took out a jade flute from the box.After turning over, he landed on the glazed tiles of Fengyi Hall.

The sky was not yet dark, and the sunset was bright and fiery red, dyeing half of the sky red.

Just leaning back on the glazed tiles quietly, listening to the sound of the breeze.Qingyan put the jade flute to her mouth.A wisp of unvoiced sound slowly floated into the air and echoed in the slightly cold air.

The sound of the flute turns into the swift and unrestrained cold wind, into the free-floating clouds, into the cool and sweet drizzle, into the pure and pure first snow... soaring in the sky and the earth as you like... soaring freely and freely.People were fascinated by it, and suddenly, the elegant and unrestrained flute sound turned into a bleak tune, and a ray of desolate flute sound slowly spread.It makes people feel distressed.

When a song that was originally elegant and elegant but then infinitely bleak was played, a deep and mellow voice sounded "What's wrong with you?"

Qingyan opened her eyes, and the black strands of hair could not stop flying under the support of the breeze, sometimes sticking to his fair and crystal clear skin, and sometimes touching his thin slightly raised lips.The narrow bridge of the nose, like the snow on the mountain against the gloomy light, stands tall and straight.And the eyes under the slender sword eyebrows, the black pupils as clear and dazzling as obsidian, shining with awe-inspiring heroism, but at this moment there is deep distress and undisguised concern.

Xu Tianyuan?Why is he here?