maid's harem life

Chapter 37

"No, don't come here..." Shuangshuang stepped back in a hurry, fell down suddenly, and bumped into Qingyin's body: "Qingyin, save me...help me."

The arm was shaken violently by her fearful grasp, Qingyin held her hand guiltily, and looked at Emperor Hades: "Your Majesty, you should avoid Shuangshuang."

But the man ignored it, turned around and went back to the front of the collapse, looking at the sleeping concubine Yao.

Seeing Eunuch Fu approaching step by step, both of them had no way to retreat, but kept waving his hands, holding bowls in their hands, Eunuch Fu gave a wink to the two guards on the side.In the next moment, one of them pressed down on her shoulder.

"Eunuch Fu..." Qingyin straightened her upper body, saw him glance at her, and said softly: "Miss Yin, don't disobey the emperor, that would be bad for everyone."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Shuangshuang's chin violently, pointed the mouth of the bowl between her lips, and poured it down.

But the woman refused to let go, Fu Gonggong poured it for a long time, and she was already sweating profusely.

Enough time wasted, Eunuch Fu clamped her cheeks tightly with his hands, squeezed them down hard, opened his mouth slightly in pain, and took the opportunity to gulp down the soup.

"Leave some for her." Underworld Emperor didn't turn his head, just dropped a sentence.

"Yes." Eunuch Fu withdrew his hand and put the bowl of soup back on the table.Behind him, the two guards let go of their hands.

Shuang Shuang stuck her hands between her throats, retching continuously, her face turned pale, and she seemed to be quite frightened.

"If you dare to spit it out, I will kill your head..." The tall figure of Emperor Underworld pressed the woman's whole body: "Be good, I will not let you suffer."

The voice was bewitching, and Shuangshuang really let go of her hands. The crying sound was suppressed in her throat, and she was forced to swallow it with the shaking of her shoulders.

Qingyin stared at the two nervously, seeing that she was normal, she let out a little breath.

After a long time, Shuang Shuang's expression recovered a bit, and she didn't feel uncomfortable, but she didn't dare to show the slightest joy.

Underworld Emperor sat in front of the couch with a blank expression on his face, and the imperial doctor was even more uneasy, staring at both of them's reactions closely.

The whole room was dull, after a while, Qingyin saw a flash in front of her eyes, and both of them fell down in front of her, with peaceful faces, as if they were asleep.

"Your Majesty." The imperial physician exclaimed in alarm, and it turned out that there was something wrong with the bowl of soup.

Underworld Emperor's eyes fell on the table: "Pang Yuyi, the next step is your business."

"Yes." The imperial doctor stood up, took out a silver needle from his sleeve, and submerged the tip of the needle into the remaining soup bowl, took it out after a while, the whole body was still bright, no abnormality was found.

There was a trace of astonishment in his eyes, and the hand holding the silver needle trembled slightly. He sniffed lightly in front of his nose, picked up the residual liquid with his fingertips, but found nothing abnormal.

Physician Pang Yu became more and more impatient, and repeated many times, not daring to miss anything.Qingyin clenched her hands nervously, pinching her fingertips into her palms, but she felt no pain at all.

"Emperor... Your Majesty." The gleam of hope in his eyes was slammed, and the man's knees softened, and he knelt down: "I can't do anything."

"Pang Yuyi..." Underworld Emperor lazily got up, and stepped forward step by step, his alluring aura became tighter and tighter: "I have given you a chance, so you just give me these few words."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty gave someone medicine, but this medicine dissolves as soon as it enters the soup. I can't find a cure for it at all." The man was already covered in cold sweat, and his hands didn't know where to put them. where.

Qingyin looked at Shuangshuang lying on the ground, and Yaofei on the couch. The medicine was so powerful. When she raised her head, she saw Emperor Hades kicking Pang Yuyi's shoulder: "Trash."

This was the first time that Qingyin saw him get angry. Although he couldn't see anything on his face, it was just that kick that severely wounded the man, and the corner of his mouth overflowed with scarlet.

She knew that the deputy priest agreed that the nanny had won, but she still didn't dare to tell Emperor Hades that she had no proof, so what if she believed it, if the other party insisted, she would only put Yao Fei into an even more embarrassing situation.

"Your majesty, give me some time." Physician Pang hurriedly fought for it, holding one hand on his shoulder: "I will definitely live up to the emperor's kindness."

Emperor Ming snorted coldly, and looked at the concubine Yao on the bed: "I will give you time, but who will give time to concubine Yao?"

"Your Majesty." Physician Pang was horrified, and grabbed the corner of Emperor Underworld's robe with one hand: "Your Majesty, spare me..."

A trace of disgust quickly appeared in his eyes, and he put his right hand on top of his head.

Qingyin only felt that this scene was very familiar, the figure of Emperor Hades once again overlapped with that Emperor Zun.

He clenched his five fingers tightly and hit the man's soul with a snap, killing him on the spot.

Qingyin's eyes were wide open in disbelief. From this angle, the resolute chin was no different from that exposed under the mask of the emperor. Even that palm was also full of bloodthirsty violence.

Physician Pang collapsed on the ground, several maidservants shrank into a ball in fright, only Qingyin stared at Emperor Ming with wide-eyed eyes.

Withdrawing his hand, he glanced blankly at the man on the ground, and when Emperor Hades turned his head, he met Qingyin.A trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes, and he slowly approached.

In the deep eyes, there is a bit of inquiry: "What's the matter, Qingyin."

With a sharp jerk, Qingyin swallowed her saliva: "Slave... Nuservant..., worry about the demon concubine."

Underworld Emperor knew that she was dodging, and his piercing eyes flashed coldly: "Eunuch Fu, please come to the imperial doctor."

"Yes." Eunuch Fu greeted the guards on the side, and dragged the man on the ground down, his face was calm, without any shock, even fear.

The imperial doctor came again and again, and more and more people on the ground knelt down.

Finally, even the Vatican Priest and Deputy Priest came.The two stood beside Emperor Hades without saying a word.

Qingyin raised her head to look at Feng Qingran, and saw that he had a peaceful face, with his hands on his sides, and the Vatican priest beside him was looking anxiously at the couch.

The imperial physicians were helpless, Emperor Underworld turned around and called the Brahma Priest beside him: "Go and try."

"Yes." Under the ghost's face, the man answered sincerely, then stepped forward to the bed of the demon concubine, stretched out his hand, and put his index finger on her neck.

With a solemn expression, the Vatican priest turned his head, gave Feng Qingran a meaningful look, and then replied to Emperor Ming: "Go back to the emperor, after three days, the empress will definitely wake up."

"Oh." Emperor Underworld agreed lightly: "Then I will come to ask for someone in three days."

After finishing speaking, he stepped out without letting anyone get up, and finally, he also took away the full sense of suffocation.

Seeing Emperor Ming walking away, Fan Priest got up and looked at the crowd: "Get up and go out."

"Yes..." The hanging heart finally let go, and everyone hurriedly got up and walked out one by one.

"Voiceless." Priest Fan called softly, seeing her turn around, he ordered: "Stay outside the door."

"Yes" Qingyin obediently closed the door of the palace and stood aside.

"The wind is burning." Seeing that there were no outsiders, the Vatican priest asked sharply: "Don't tell me, this matter has nothing to do with you."

With a sarcastic arc drawn at the corner of his mouth, Feng Qingran pointed at the demon concubine on the couch: "Fan, you can't trust me at all."

"What kind of poison is the demon concubine, you know it in your heart, if you don't have the antidote after three days, you will never wake up, the wind is burning, hand over the antidote." Anger, approaching him.

"Why do you say that it was me who poisoned you? She offended so many people, so you just decided it was me." The deputy priest snarled in annoyed voice, and slipped into the room through the tiny crack in the door. Voiceless ears.

The two were still arguing, but the deputy priest refused to admit it. After three days, he would never wake up again. Qingyin stomped her feet anxiously, pushed open the hall door and broke in without hesitation.

"What are you doing here?" Priest Fan's face turned cold, and he looked at her coldly.

Qingyin stepped forward without any fear, and stood still in front of the deputy priest: "I beg the deputy priest to hand over the antidote."

Feng Qingran was stunned, and under the white brocade robe, there was a bit of coldness: "You are a little maid, how dare you talk to this priest like this."

Qingyin looked at the concubine Yao who was sleeping on the bed, and said again: "Deputy priest, I heard the conversation you had with Sister Yi that day. I just beg you to hand over the antidote to save your mother's life."

"You..." The deputy priest paused, then restrained his anger: "I agree with Mammy about what to talk about."

The Vatican priest turned sideways, looking at Qingyin with an inquiring expression on his face.

"It was you who let Madam Yi take the opportunity to prescribe medicine to the concubine Yao." The woman raised her petite chin: "That day in the courtyard, I heard it with my own ears."

"Hehe..." The deputy priest laughed uncontrollably: "Empty words are useless."

Just four characters, made Qingyin at a loss, and her small face was even flushed with anger.She opened her mouth, but just as she was about to speak, she was stopped by a gesture by the Brahma priest, so she had to stand aside unwillingly.

The Vatican priest put down his hand, staring at Feng Qingran closely, but didn't say a word.

The man felt uncomfortable being stared at, and took two steps back: "You still don't believe it." He pointed to Qingyin who was standing aside: "I'd rather believe her."

Seeing this, Qingyin sensibly walked up to Yaofei's collapse, bent down, and wiped it lightly for her.

Priest Vatican remained silent, his eyes gradually deepened through the cold ghost face, and he stared closely.

"If something happens to the demon, do you think I can still live alone?"

The sudden sentence made Qingyin and Feng Qingran froze. Putting down the wet towel in her hand, she turned to look at Priest Fan.

"Fan..." Feng Qingran called softly, uttered one word, but couldn't say anything else.

The Vatican priest walked towards the concubine Yao with heavy steps, Qingyin hurriedly moved away, and saw him staring carefully at the concubine's sleeping face, from such an angle, Qingyin couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or reality, the man's shoulders, the slight Trembling, very much like suppressing something.

Looking at each other speechlessly, Qingyin watched the two of them quietly, one fell asleep, the other silently waited.

(End of this chapter)