The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 198: I don’t know what’s good or bad

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Chapter 198 I don't know what is good or bad

"Very poisonous? I will go in and see!" At the moment when he heard the news, Ye Hongyi was shocked and happy. What was shocked was that once Chu Moxin had an accident, the battle of Shuyue would be fought. Fortunately, Ye Junqing was present when Chu Moxin's accident happened. No matter who did it, he could push it to Ye Junqing.

It's just that when Ye Hongyi walked to the door of the inner room, Huangfu Junxiu didn't mean to give way.

"Bold, the emperor wants to go in, won't you retreat?" On one side, Anbingshan shook the whisk and sternly shouted.

"It's not that Junxiu is rude, it's that Prince Su is doing poison for the little prince. Don't be disturbed." Huangfu Junxiu refused to be humble or overbearing.

"What are you talking about? The emperor is worried about King Han's condition, so how can I say to bother you?" Anbing arrogantly refuted, but he hadn't forgotten how Huangfu Junxiu scolded him at the time.

"Whether it is to visit or disturb, Junxiu will not give up. This is Da Chu's territory. King Yue can order someone to pull Junxiu out and cut it off, but there is one thing. If King Yue insists to go in, it is King Yue. Intentionally killing King Han, it doesn't matter who inflicted the poison in Jie Shi, Da Shu will count this account on King Yue!" Huangfu Junxiu's face was condensed, and he spoke with a serious face.

"You are too ignorant of good and evil..." An Binshan was about to refute, but was stopped by Ye Hongyi.

"I can understand the sentiment of the emissary of Huangfu. Since there is Prince Su, I believe that King Han will turn bad into good fortune, and I am relieved. Anbing Mountain, you are here to wait. Once there is movement inside, I will be there immediately. Yao Gui reported it there." Ye Hongyi stubbornly held back his anger and turned to leave.

The time went on every second. In the west wing, everyone's heart seemed to be pressed against a big rock. They knew very well that if Chu Moxin died, the world would be in chaos. Unconsciously, two hours have passed, and there is still no movement in the room.

In the inner room, Ye Junqing had already expended most of his internal energy, and his robe was already wet with sweat, but Chu Moxin did not react at all. His lips were blue and his face seemed paler than before.

"Lord, Yin Xue, help you!" Suddenly, Yin Xue who was hiding in the dark appeared suddenly, pushing both palms on Ye Junqing's back, using all her strength.

"Yin Xue, you don't have to do this." Feeling the internal force Yin Xue pushed in, Ye Junqing said with difficulty.

"The master's expectation is Yin Xue's expectation. Since the master wants Chu Moxin to live, Yin Xue will do her best!" At that time, when she saw Yao Mowan kneeling in front of Ye Junqing, she was in the dark. Yin Xue at the place actually shed tears.

Speechless, Ye Jun knew Yin Xue's temper, so he no longer discouraged him. Perhaps because of Yin Xue's help, Chu Moxin's face gradually improved, and a cloud of white mist evaporated from his back.

An hour passed, the people outside became more and more anxious, and the people inside were exhausted. At this time, Yin Xue collapsed on the bed rail, but still struggled to push her internal force into Ye Junqing’s body. Ye Junqing’s situation was even more unbearable. His face seemed paler than Chu Moxin, but Chu Moxin. The complexion gradually recovered, with some ruddy luster.

"Lord...you can't..." At the moment when Ye Junqing wanted to push out the last remaining internal force, Yin Xue tried her best to dissuade. She knew that although the master hoped that Chu Moxin Being alive is definitely not at the expense of Ye Junqing's fall.

"Only a little bit, this king can't give up halfway!" Ye Junqing also knew that he was exhausted, but during these three hours, Yao Mowan's tearful eyes appeared in his mind again and again. This was the first time he saw Yao Mowan cry. She cared so much about Chu Moxin and believed in herself so much, so no matter what the price was, he wouldn't let Yao Mowan down, even if she died!

"Lord!" When Ye Junqing felt that Ye Junqing wanted to do his best, suddenly an internal force like clear spring water suddenly poured in. Yin Xue looked back in shock and saw that beautiful and unparalleled beauty, Qingtian The Jedi's face was smiling at himself.

"How? I, the old master, came in time, right?" Yan Nansheng's thin lips curled up with a perfect curve, but at this moment, Yin Xue really couldn't praise it.

"You can die a while earlier!" Ye Junqing's words from the bottom of Yin Xue's heart were groaned unceremoniously by Ye Junqing.

"Where's Yao Mowan? Can I give her three nine-tune soul-returning pills, none of them?" In fact, Yan Nansheng has already rushed over, and he has never tried from Fengyu It only takes two hours from the villa to Guanju Palace.

"If so, does this king need to work hard here." Ye Junqing did not take his hand until all the poisonous gas in Chu Moxin's body was forced out.

"Master, are you okay?" When Ye Junqing put Chu Moxin back on the couch and turned to get out of bed, Yin Xue said worriedly.

"This king is okay..." When Ye Junqing finished speaking, he felt dizzy and fainted. Fortunately, Yin Xue was by his side to prevent him from falling to the ground.

"Yin Xue, you send him back to the room first, here I am." Looking at Ye Junqing's pale and frosty face, Yan Nansheng's beautiful peach eyes flashed with a deep condensed color. When Yin Xue took Ye Junqing to leave, Yan Nansheng knocked on the door of the room, Huangfu Junxiu pushed the door immediately and shut the door tightly when he saw the flamboyant red dress.

"Huangfu's messenger, what do you mean? The miscellaneous family is still waiting to see King Han's condition and report back to the emperor!" Outside the door, An Binshan questioned angrily.

"Junxiu is just thinking about the safety of King Han. I bother father-in-law to wait a moment." Huangfu Junxiu pushed in the door, strode around Yan Nansheng and ran to the bedside.

On the bed, although Chu Moxin was not awake, his cheeks were bloody, and his breathing gradually became even.

"Although Yun Gong forced poison can clear the poison gas, but because the internal force stays in his body for too long, he will wake up at least three days later. During these three days, he may have fever. These are all It's normal, don't worry." Yan Nansheng exhorted.

"Junxiu would not thank the leader, if it weren't for the leader to take Yin Xiong, the little prince would not have an accident." Huangfu Junxiu said coldly, but the tight string in his heart suddenly loosened.

"Nan Sheng didn't help me because I wanted you to thank you. As for Yin Xiong...it depends on the feeling of the leader." Yan Nansheng snorted, and then walked away.

The jade rabbit rises in the east, and the bow-like first quarter moon hangs on the branches. The branches are swayed into messy shadows with the autumn wind, and occasionally a few fallen leaves return to the dust, faintly revealing the desolation of autumn.

On the bed in Guanju's palace, Yao Mowan seemed to hear the baby's cry in a trance, and her heart shook with every sound.

"Zhong'er... Give Zhong'er back to me..." Tears rolled from her trembling eyelashes, she kept shaking her head, her hands stretched out from the brocade. Come out, raise desperately, as if trying to catch something!

"Don't!" Yao Mowan opened her eyes fiercely, her hands stagnated in the air, tears gushing out of her eyes and sliding into the temples. Still not catching it, Yao Mowan slumped down her arm, her lips trembled uncontrollably, and she whimpered like a small beast intermittently.

At that time, Leng Gong appeared countless times in her dreams. Every time, she hoped that the result would be different, but every time, when Ye Hongyi threw Zhong'er down fiercely, she couldn't catch it. She hates herself, why not hurry up, hurry up to catch her Zhonger! But what to do, she just took a step slower, seeing Zhong'er break her breath in front of her.

"Niang Niang!" Outside the door, Ting Yue hurried in after hearing the movement. Yao Mowan took a deep breath, restrained the sadness in his eyes, and then wiped his tears when Tingyue burned the candle.