The rebirth of the poisonous concubine is charming and sweet

Chapter 1436
Su Luo opened his mouth, trying to stop him, but finally he sighed and didn't speak.

It has been blocked several times before, if she is not allowed to see what happened at this time, I am afraid she will not obey.

Liu Mianmian didn't want to move forward, her feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

It seemed that if he didn't move forward, he wouldn't have to face the fact that he rushed into the fire and never came out again.

If you don't move forward, you can pretend that nothing happened.

She wanted to be an ostrich, shrinking her neck and pretending she didn't know anything.

However, her grandfather taught her since she was a child that when encountering difficulties, it is a coward's job to escape, and even if there is an abyss ahead, she must face it with a straight back!

No one in the Liu family, male or female, can be a coward!

Liu Mianmian took a deep breath, with tears hanging in her eyes, she said to herself over and over: Don't be a coward.

However, as I read this sentence, it became: He is not dead, he is not dead!

Although she tried her best to stabilize her mind, her steps were still staggering. The newly extinguished fire was surrounded by darkness, and there were still some charcoals that were not completely extinguished, carrying scorching heat.

Liu Mianmian really wanted to calm down, but the moment she really stepped in, she couldn't control herself at all.

She knelt down and started rummaging around with her bare hands.

The beams, tables, chairs, and benches were burnt to pieces, and her hands and face were stained with black ash. Sometimes she would burn her fingers red when she grabbed the wood that was not completely extinguished.

Luliu and Liuzhi cried and persuaded and helped, but Liu Mianmian had no intention of stopping at all.

Until, she dug out a flute that had been burnt into charcoal but still kept its original appearance.

It was the bamboo flute that Liu Xinghe always wore around his waist before.

The gift from Lu Xingchi when he was young was an extremely important item to Liu Xinghe. Although it was not worth much, it was deeply affectionate and he never left him.

He cherishes it more than his saber.

But now, the bamboo flute was pressed under the table and turned into ashes.

Liu Mianmian reached out tremblingly, trying to pick up the bamboo flute.

The willow branch grabbed her: "Master, be careful! Your hands are already... or slaves!"

With that said, she was about to start.

But Liu Mianmian patted her hard on the back of the hand and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll do it myself!"

The willow branch was stunned, and the green willow shook her head at her, signaling to leave it alone.

Liu Mianmian stretched out her hand, and slowly touched the bamboo flute, wanting to pick it up.

However, with just a little force, the over-burned bamboo flute shattered into small pieces.

Do not!
how so!
Liu Mianmian lowered her strength, trying to preserve the shape of the bamboo flute, but it didn't work.

There were more and more thin cracks, and finally the bamboo flute turned into a pile of blackened powder, mixed in the mess on the ground, and it was completely impossible to see its original appearance.

"No, don't do this, don't do this..."

Liu Mianmian stretched out her hand to pick it up, trying to get the pile of powder together, but the embers of the fire burned her fingers, but she didn't feel it at all.

Tears fell down patter, and fell into the ashes in the palm, turning the black and hot dust into a sticky ball.

Dirty and thick.

The tears of the green willow and the willow branch also kept pouring out, choking and comforting over and over again: "Master, you must mourn!"

"Master, cheer up!"

At this time, Xiao Hei had already led people to search everywhere, and came to report to Su Luo: "Madam, we didn't find Liu Qianhu!"

"Have you searched carefully?"

"I have searched carefully!" Xiao Hei replied, "Liu Qianhu is a living person, if he is still in the fire, we will definitely find it!"

Liu Mianmian's body trembled slightly.

Su Luo squatted down, put his hand on her shoulder, and said softly: "You heard, but his body was not found, maybe he is still alive, take heart!"

"Whether it's for him or for the child in your womb, you can't do this, sister Liu, cheer up!"

Liu Mianmian raised her head, stared blankly at Su Luo for a long time, then suddenly raised her hand and held it in front of Su Luo.

His lips parted, as if he wanted to say something.

Su Luo moved closer, trying to hear clearly, but she rolled her eyes and leaned back.

Su Luo hurried forward and caught her.

Liuzhi and Luliu also stepped forward to support him.

Xiao Hei had already set up a temporary tent, and the two of them helped Liu Mianmian to go in. Miracle Doctor Ji stepped forward to feel his pulse, with a serious expression on his face.

"How is it?" Su Luo asked eagerly.

"Madam Liu's body has been having problems recently, it's really..." Miracle Doctor Ji said after deliberation, "For the time being, there is no danger of her life, but her mood fluctuates too much, and her fetus has gas, this child is probably..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Zhi knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Miraculous doctor Ji, I would trouble you to keep the child in my master's womb. I see that if the master loses this child, I'm afraid it will be a big blow. If, if..."

What if you lose your desire to live?
Doctor Ji said sternly: "Of course I will do my best, but even though others call me a doctor, I am not omnipotent. Looking at Mrs. Liu right now, it looks like she doesn't have much desire to survive!"

This is the most terrible.

No matter how serious the disease is, there may be a cure.

But if a patient wants to die and is afraid of death, even the best medicine may be greatly reduced, and it will not be able to save his life at all.

Lu Liu and Liu Zhi were in a hurry, and while calling Liu Mianmian's name, they looked at Miracle Doctor Ji with tears in their eyes: "Hurry up and think of a way, give her an injection!"

"Give Master some needles!"

Doctor Ji sighed, and waved his hands at Fuzi Sheng.

Sheng Fuzi took the silver needle package and spread it out. Doctor Ji looked at the pile of silver needles and hesitated for a long time.

How to administer the needles and how many needles should be inserted, he was actually not sure in his mind.

Now Liu Mianmian is pregnant, the fetal image is unstable, and her mood fluctuates violently. The tocolytic medicine has been decocted, but how to prick the silver needle so that it will take effect without affecting the unborn child is really difficult.

Su Luo didn't know what to say.

This girl is also suffering.

Probably because deep down in her heart she was sure that she had been married to an emperor and would never have a lover, so even if true love knocked on the door, she would close her eyes and plug her ears.

Turn a blind eye and turn a deaf ear.

He also said those heartbreaking things so cruelly.

Until now, at the critical moment of life and death, she finally understood her intentions, but it was already too late.

The loved one jumped into the sea of ​​fire for her, with no hope of surviving.

and many more……

It's not hopeless, Liu Xinghe's body has not been found yet.

Su Luo's expression calmed down, he got up and opened the curtain to get out of the tent, and told Xiao Hei: "Look hard, maybe Liu Xinghe is not dead!"

"Also ask, is there anyone among us who can play the flute!"

(End of this chapter)