Crossing the bar on the tyrant: the only favorite

Chapter 467
It's useless for Cang Mo to be anxious.

Court Envoy Zhang took Qiu Yishui's pulse, pondered for a long time before saying: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty's pulse is more disordered than two days ago, it seems that this is the only way to go."

Cang Mo asked eagerly: "What's the way? If you have a way, tell me quickly."

Envoy Zhang hesitated for a while, and then said solemnly: "Your Majesty, you are the Son of Heaven, and we can only use your dragon's blood as a medicine, which may stabilize your condition and wait for treatment."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Cang Mo anxiously.

You know, even a slight damage to the emperor's dragon body is a big deal.What's more, it is to take precious dragon blood.

Cang Mo said without thinking, "As long as it's good for your mother's condition, what's a little blood? Do you want it now? Come on."

He rolled up his sleeves, exposing his wrists.

Envoy Zhang was moved, and hurriedly prepared the blood-collecting vessel, and presented it to Cang Mo.

Then he wiped Cang Mo's wrist with wine, and wiped the dagger that Cang Mo handed him.He himself was not allowed to bring any knives into the palace.

The dagger was in his hand, but he didn't dare to make a move.

Cang Mo understood that he was afraid.Cutting a knife in the hand of the emperor, isn't that a great crime of regicide?The light one asks to beheaded, and the severe one destroys the nine clans.

Impatient to wait any longer, he grabbed the dagger and slashed lightly on his wrist, bright red blood immediately oozes out.

Zhang Yuanshi held the lamp with both hands, and connected it under Cang Mo's wrist.

The people standing around all had tears in their eyes. The emperor's affection for the empress is really touching.

Even Zetian on the big tree outside the window was shocked, he never thought that Cang Mo was such a loving person.

His love for Yi Shui seems to be not inferior to his own.

In the previous two days, he only stayed in the palace at night.

But Qiu Yishui's illness has not recovered, he was too worried, so he took the risk to stay during the day today.

Cang Mo only cared about treating Qiu Yishui, the cut was deep, and in just a moment, half of the cup of blood was absorbed.

Envoy Zhang repeatedly said, "Enough, enough."

He motioned to the assistant beside him to take the bloody Yuzhan, and he quickly bandaged Cang Mo's wound with his hands and feet.

(End of this chapter)