The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 232: Resurrection blood
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Chapter 232 Resurrection Blood
"Back to the prince, these two are the dragon of the South China Sea and the shark of the North Sea." After saying this, everyone was shocked, especially the King Loulan, who was crawling beside the bed, immediately got up and walked in front of Huangfu Junxiu, his eyes shocked. Look at the things on the tray.
"You are talking about the dragon of the South China Sea, the shark of the North Sea?" King Loulan's desperate eyes burst into shining light.
"It is precisely that my emperor has found these two rare things after many twists and turns, hoping to do some meager efforts." Huangfu Junxiu responded firmly.
"Okay...Okay! Come here! Send these two items to the imperial hospital soon! Let them boil medicine according to the law! Great! My Zheer is saved! I am saved!" Loulan Wang cried with joy. , Tears poured out wildly. What he hadn't found for more than ten years is now in front of him, so he is not excited.
The attendants didn't dare to neglect, they immediately held the tray in Huangfu Junxiu's hand like a treasure, and rushed towards the palace.
"Even if these four medicines are gathered together, there is still a lack of resurrection blood as a medicinal guide, resurrection? What does it mean, is it a resurrection by corpse resurrection?" Chu Moxin frowned, but the speaker didn’t mean to listen. The person has the heart.
Yao Mowan's heart trembled abruptly when he heard the words "resurrection by corpse", and stormy waves surged in his eyes. If it was really resurrection by corpse, then resurrection blood...
Thinking about this, Yao Mowan quietly stepped back from the crowd and walked back to her room.
"Yin Xue!" Back in the room, Yao Mowan called out Yin Xue anxiously.
"Master, the subordinates have let Qinglong and the others sleep, and won't wake up until noon in the morning and tomorrow." Yin Xue replied solemnly.
"Good job, do you have a dagger?" Yao Mowan nodded, took a porcelain bowl from the table, and then raised his eyes to look at Yin Xue.
"Master, is this?" Yin Xue handed the dagger to Yao Mowan, but didn't want the next second, Yao Mowan immediately drew a line on her bright wrist, and the red blood gurgled from the wound. Winding into the porcelain bowl. Seeing Yao Mowan's gradually pale face, Yin Xue was distressed, and now prepared medicine and white gauze.
"It's okay, hand this bowl of blood into Ben Lei's hands and tell him..." Yao Mowan exhorted a few words by Yin Xue's ear, before handing the blood to Yin Xue.
"Subordinates obey!" Yin Xue was taking care of Yao Mowan's wound, and immediately disappeared into the room with blood.
When Yao Mowan returned to Kubuzher's room, it didn't attract too many people's attention.
"It was just a while, was it so serious?" Looking at Kubuzher's face on the bed covered with bloodshot eyes, Yao Mowan spoke with heartache, tears overflowing in his eyes.
"Are you okay? Your complexion is so bad?" On one side, Feng Yihan looked at Yao Mowan worriedly, with both hands subconsciously trying to protect Yao Mowan's shoulders. Almost at the same time, Ye Junqing suddenly pulled Yao past Yao. Mo Wan.
"Where have you been? You..." Ye Junqing saw the cold sweat oozing from Yao Mowan's forehead. When he lowered his eyes, he let go of his hands.
"Hush, I'm okay, haven't the princess' medicine been delivered yet?" Yao Mowan looked at Ye Junqing with a deep meaning. Although Ye Junqing understood Yao Mowan's thoughts, he still felt guilty. On one side, Feng Yihan watched the eyebrow exchange between Yao Mowan and Ye Junqing, with a bitterness at the corners of his lips.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps outside the door.
"Enlighten the emperor, there is a messenger who claims to be a mysterious country outside and said that he is willing to offer the blood of resurrection." The guard said, everyone in the room sighed, feeling that Kubuzher should not be killed.
"Resurrection of the blood? Please! Please come in! Zhe'er, don't be afraid, Father will not let you die, no!" Looking at Kubu Zheer who can no longer speak on the couch, King Loulan wiped it away The tears in the eyes are no more distressed.
Shortly after the guards left, I saw Ben Lei walking in, dressed in strange clothes and covered in black veil.
"The mysterious messenger Xiaotian knocked upon King Loulan." Ben Lei held the gold box in his hand and respectfully saluted.
"Get up! You are the messenger of the mysterious country? Where is the resurrection blood?" King Loulan no longer cares about the many etiquette, hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the thunder and asked urgently.
"Return to King Loulan, Xiaotian has the rare resurrection blood in the hands of a century." Ben Lei opened the gold box as he spoke, and saw that the white porcelain cup inside was filled with red blood.
"Is this really resurrection blood?" King Loulan carefully picked up the white porcelain cup and looked suspiciously at Ben Lei.
"It is true." Ben Lei nodded firmly. On one side, Ye Junqing looked at the bowl of blood, his brows tangled, his expression gloomy, and his heart felt uncomfortable.
At this moment, the Royal Doctor Loulan had already brought in the boiled decoction. When the doctor opened the porcelain cover, the whole room was filled with a refreshing scent, lightly inhaled in the chest, refreshing.
"The emperor, the medicine is ready. It's just medicine..." The imperial doctor held the medicine to King Loulan and spoke respectfully. Silent, King Loulan stared at the bowl of resurrection blood for a long time, and finally poured all of it into the soup.
The moment the blood was mixed with the concoction, the scent disappeared suddenly, and everyone was uneasy.
"The emperor, is this blood fake, or why is the fragrance gone? This medicine can't be given to the princess!" Dag choked to look at King Loulan, worried.
"This is Zhe'er's last chance, I will not give up! Go away!" Kubudan personally fed the decoction into Kubuzher's mouth, tears fell silently, at this time Kubuzher was already full Her face was bloodshot, and no one could connect her with that beautiful girl.
When the medicine ran out, everyone was praying, praying that God would be kind, not to take away such a fresh life, and not to betray a father's love.
As time passed, the room was silent. Everyone's eyes were on Kubuzher. The moment they saw the blood on her face disappeared, the whole room burst into cheers.
"Emperor Father..." The sound of Emperor Father made people cry.
Back to the room, Yao Mowan sighed lightly, about to drink a cup of tea, but saw Ye Junqing rush in aggressively.
"Yao Mowan, you are crazy! With so much blood, you don't want to live anymore!" Yao Mowan glanced at Tingyue. Tingyue understood it, and started to walk outside and shut the door tightly.
"You guessed it?" Yao Mowan casually drank tea, raising her eyebrows to look at Ye Junqing.
"It's hard to guess! You have a wound on your wrist, and the blood was sent by Ben Lei. It's obvious!" Ye Junqing said, putting a bottle of good gold sore medicine heavily on the table.
"A bowl of blood for 3,000 iron ore is worth it." Yao Mowan put down the tea cup and picked up the gold sore medicine sent by Ye Junqing. She remembered this medicine. At that time, Ye Junqing had told herself that this golden sore medicine was made out by himself, but not everyone is qualified to use it.
"You really want money and want to be crazy, and how do you know that your blood must work?" Ye Junqing saw Yao Mowan trying to untie the white gauze, and simply stepped forward and squatted beside Yao Mowan to help, and then took it. The gold sore medicine was applied to Yao Mowan's wound.
"It is because I don’t know that Mo Wan bet on this one. As long as she can save Princess Zhaoyang, the mysterious country will be indispensable. Even if the three thousand iron ore mines in Jieshi have to be allocated to Chu Mobei half, There are one thousand and five hundred people who can return to Mangyuan, one thousand and five hundred people!" Yao Mowan smiled at the corner of her lips, unable to conceal the joy in her heart.
"I really don't understand why you love money so much, money is more important than fate? No next time!" Ye Junqing raised his eyes and looked at Yao Mowan, extremely speechless.