Heavenly Price Escaping Concubine's Two Treasures with 99 Evil Thoughts

  When Lin's wife heard her daughter say this, her eyes lit up immediately. Good daughter, clever daughter, when did she realize that she was being bullied like this and didn't notice it herself? Following this, a group of Lin family servants responded to Lin Mu Rong's words: "Madam, we all saw clearly that Miss Qi was the one who bullied our young miss first. Our madam was so angry that she had no choice but to teach a lesson to the person who bullied her own daughter."

  Jiang Xiangru's eyes fell on the bloodstain on Lin Muyang's arm.

  That blood blister on her foot is about an inch wide, it looks like she was pinched pretty hard, it's quite frightening and intimidating. Any mother who sees her daughter being pinched like that would get angry, wouldn't she be furious with the person who did it?

  Lin Murong pinched her arm secretly as soon as she heard Gong Xiangru's voice, taking advantage of everyone's attention on her mother and the group of women surrounding them, no one noticed her action.

  She did almost flawlessly, even gods couldn't find any flaws.

  Physical evidence is available and there are also witnesses. The onlookers around knew what kind of people the Lin family were, and they would not easily come forward to testify for Qi Yunyan's fairness.

  Logically, this should have reduced or even exempted her mother's guilt. And the dirty water was all poured onto Qi Yunyan who had acted first. The Lin family could retreat unscathed. But why, under his clear and beautiful gaze, did her heart feel increasingly empty, so much so that she broke out in a cold sweat on her forehead.

  She was trembling all over, her feet almost unstable. For Lin Murong, it was an experience that had basically never happened before. The only time, yes, that one time, in the courtyard of Empress Hu and that Yan Shangshu, after losing those three games of Go, she suddenly realized that there were higher heavens beyond hers. But now that person called Yan Shangshu was either dead or expelled from the palace by the Emperor, all because Empress Dowager had returned to the palace.

  It's strange that this imperial concubine, who drove away Yan Shangshu, for some reason, just like Yan Shangshu, doted on this unremarkable Qi family miss. It is said that Li Furen's daughter, Li Xiuxian, was so angry that she fell ill and has not been able to get out of bed until now.

  A string of events, now before his calm and mirror-like eyes, seemed to have a necessary connection, causing her heart to suddenly skip a beat.

  Isn't it true that the Gong and Qi families have secretly reached some kind of agreement?

  It should be so, otherwise how can it be explained that Empress Guo, Imperial Consort Yu, and even he, all loved this young lady from the Qi family.

  This terrible realization made her heart tremble with fear, a chill that pierced her heart, a dreadful dread that was taking over her inner world, a pain of impending loss that was slowly tearing her heart apart. Like the sound of silk being torn, in her ears, it seemed to echo with a "crack" and "crackle".

  He, could it be that he has fallen in love with Miss Qi?

  If it's like this, what will she do with her heart, her longing heart?

  Almost no one knows that, except for her mother, Mrs. Lin, she has been admiring him since she was a little girl and knew who he was, taking him as the most suitable husband in her heart. Of course, she knows that her competitors are not only many but also strong enemies, such as Sun Ruyu, so she must hide her feelings and wait for an opportunity. Who would have thought that Qi Yunyan, a Zhong Kui, would appear at this time?

  What's the point of Ziyun Yan, a third-grade official's daughter with no background? Lin Murong could lose to Sun Ruyue back then due to being overpowered, but losing to Ziyun Yan is like losing to a heart, how can this proud number one talented woman of the capital accept it?

  There are many talented men chasing after Lin Muyong. Isn't Qi Yunyan also unwanted by anyone?

  A flash of clear pain was written on her eyes and face. To the people around, it seemed like she was enduring the pain of the pinch marks on her arm. So, no one suspected that what she had just said about Qi Yunyan was a lie.

  Palace Minister's eyes sank again, and he turned back to say to Sixth Uncle: "According to what I just said, those who should be sent to the Jingzhao Prefecture will be sent to the Jingzhao Prefecture. If the Jingzhao Prefecture is unwilling to accept them, they will be sent to the Ministry of Punishment."

  Everyone was shocked by his words. Lin Mu Rong's raised eyes were not only filled with incredulity, but also tinged with a hint of anger: had he gone to such extremes for Qi Yun Yan?

  What would it mean for the mistress of the Lin family to be taken to the Ministry of Justice? Hadn't he thought about that?

  "Your Honor! Lord Gong! You've all seen it, she was the one who hit my daughter first!"

  "This official has spoken, has the crime of the lady been determined? Everything still needs to be investigated. Of course, these two ladies will also have to come with me." Palace Minister Xiangru said calmly, "Everyone will be taken to the Ministry of Justice, detained for 24 hours, and no one is allowed to bail them out. This official holds the sacred Heavenly Sword of the Emperor, when this official is handling cases, holding this precious sword, even the Emperor cannot influence this official's judgment and decisions."

  Everyone knew that the voice of this Minister of Justice was not loud, but no one had expected it to be so chilling and bone-piercing, like a knife, filling the room with a bloody and terrifying atmosphere. As soon as it spread to the crowd, almost everyone who was not related to the matter automatically retreated three feet.

  Liu Shu and others, without exerting themselves in the slightest, had all the people related to this case herded onto the horse-drawn carriage headed for the Ministry of Punishment.

  The women of the Lin family cried out in despair, crying and shouting injustice, as they were dragged away by the Ministry of Punishment.

  Mrs. Lin had cried herself out and was now shaking all over her body. Just as Gong Xiangyu said, even the Emperor himself couldn't save anyone from his hands. What could she do? Was she going to die in prison for a little girl like Qi Yunyan?

  "Master! Master!" Mrs. Lin cried out wildly as she was being dragged away, "Is there anyone who can quickly inform the master of the Lin family that his wife and daughter have been bullied by the Ministry of Punishment?"

  She thought that this remark should have intimidated Palace Like Jade, because her husband was at least a Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, a second-grade official. However, Palace Like Jade had made it clear that she wasn't afraid of even the Emperor, so her remark only deepened the dark color in his eyes by another layer.

  Lin Murong bit his teeth and quickly gave his mother a signal: don't say anything more. If you say any more, it will only arouse his suspicion. Just remember, once we arrive at the Ministry of Punishment, absolutely do not say one extra word.

  Everyone in Lin's family was taken away. The only one left was the one lying on the ground.

  Sixth Uncle didn't dare move Miss Qi's family because her injury looked like an internal wound, not light, so he could only look to his own young master who was a divine doctor.

  The calm and peaceful eyes, after seeing off the Lin family, turned back in an instant, as if they could see a familiar figure in the crowd. But that figure flashed by, making it impossible to catch. The abbot and high-ranking monks of the White Dragon Temple, having learned of the commotion, came out.

  Gong Xiangru had some reservations about the high-ranking monks in the temple. No matter how wise and cautious a monk is, they shouldn't be afraid of power or turn a blind eye to injustice. That's why he and Li Zimo preferred Lingyuan Temple, which was humble but full of passion, over Bailong Temple, which was good at flattering people and gaining favor from all sides.

  Without exchanging a word with the monks in the temple, Gong Xiang helped Qi Yun up and knelt down on one knee. She first examined Qi Yun's left calf, which seemed to be fractured, and said, "Get two wooden boards to immobilize it for her."

  Sixth Uncle led his men into the temple to find suitable wood to fix the fracture of the injured person's calf.

  The palace assistant, Ruxiang, grasped the wrist that had fallen to the ground and took her pulse. The slanting sunlight fell on his long eyelashes like a disk, very beautiful. Qiyunyan opened her eyes in a daze and saw him as such a beautiful scene.

  Is she dreaming?

  It must be so.

  She thought so and closed her eyes.

  His eyebrows were slightly locked, and he could feel that she had fainted, with a weak breath. He pressed her pulse to give her first aid. After pressing for a while, it didn't work, and when he tried to take out the silver needle from his sleeve, he suddenly realized that he had used it on his sister in the carriage earlier.

  He could only use one hand to support her head, his fingers rubbing against the Renzhong acupoint on her chest.

  Soft touch, close to the breath, filled with the fragrance of osmanthus. Qi Yunyan was startled again, opened his eyes, and looked at him again, his lips parted: Sir---

  Before she could finish speaking, a mouthful of blood spilled out from her mouth.

  Her internal injury is more serious than he imagined.

  He didn't think much more, after Sixth Uncle brought the wooden board over to secure her calf, he picked her up horizontally and walked out of Baidi Temple in big strides, got on the carriage and headed straight for the Ministry of Punishment.

  Yongning Hall

  Huā Yù Yán's footsteps were light and cautious, she could only walk step by step. Her brother sent her to the front of the hall, but she hurriedly sent him away. Because in a sudden vision, she saw that Qi Yunyan might die, so she quickly sent her brother away. In her previous life, her brother had missed his chance at marriage for her sake and still hadn't taken a wife; now, she couldn't make the same mistake again.

  Xiao Wu followed behind her, afraid she would fall, carefully protecting her from behind, while lowering his head and muttering to himself.

  Huā Yù's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Who are you talking about?"

  Xiao Wu hastily replied: "I was just worried about Your Highness's health, I don't know why you drove Palace Master away—"

  He had just muttered a few words that she heard clearly, and without allowing him to speak left or right, said: "What I just heard was that you were actually complaining about me coming to Yongning Hall?"

  Xiao Wu's green eyes opened wide, and she hastily said: "I dare not. It's just that if Your Majesty wants to see the Emperor, why not take care of your body first before seeing the Emperor? Today in the Moon Chamber Hall, wasn't a royal physician invited? Let him take a look at you first."

  At the thought of that peach blossom-like man, Hua Xiyuan's heart skipped a beat again with an inexplicable palpitation, and she could only take a deep breath before scolding: "Nonsense! Don't mention this despicable thing in front of me again."

  Xiao Wu saw her still fuming with anger and hung his head down.

  They all went to the Nourishing Heart Chamber.

  For some reason, the Nourishing Heart House was quiet at this moment, with almost no one around. Only Li Shunde was left standing guard at the door. When he saw her arrive, Li Shunde didn't say a word, but simply pushed open the door and let her in.

  As soon as her foot stepped across the threshold, the folding door closed tightly behind her. All light was blocked out from outside. The darkness inside enveloped her instantly.

  This feeling made her think she had become a trapped beast voluntarily walking into its cage.

  Two kneecaps were hitting softly. When she took a step back, what was behind her was no longer the door, but a solid seal. With her, with anyone in Dongling country, don't even think about opening this seal. Perhaps, there is no one in the world who can open this place and let her escape.

  She is voluntarily putting her head into the tiger's mouth.

  Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous. Hua Yuexuan said to herself. Wasn't she supposed to be determined to fight it out with him? But the moment her brother said that if he didn't have her, he would be consumed by his heart demon, she voluntarily threw herself into his jaws.

  She kept telling herself that she didn't love him, but every time he was in danger, she would have given her life to keep him safe. That's why her brother said she was tormenting herself, and actually, she should be loving him. Only, she knew clearly that this kind of love wasn't the romantic kind he wanted.

  He flirted with her, wanting her to be completely devoted to him, to thoroughly merge her body and mind with his.

  But she saw it clearly, her emotions couldn't be swayed. Whether you say she's too rational or this is her innate nature, her emotions are just like that, almost unmoved by the flames, hard and unyielding.

  Now she's doing it for him, so he won't be consumed by his heart demon, and is once again taking the initiative to come here and contribute her own emotions. She doesn't know how much she can contribute. In her heart, she has no confidence in herself.

  She doesn't understand much about romance. However, with modern knowledge and inference, it can be explained that she is naturally indifferent to men. Is it innate? Then I don't know how to explain it.

  She took a deep breath, intending to relax her body completely. The needle was still in her body, mixed with the air that blocked her from continuing to dissipate her vital energy. So, when she changed her breath again and again, her vital energy couldn't find an outlet, and once again flowed into the emotional soul that he had stirred up.

  He felt that the number of times he stirred her emotions was getting higher and higher, it was a feeling that made her almost crazy.

  It was her brother who was hateful, that one needle, made it impossible for her to pull out. At that time in the carriage, she had already asked him to pull out this needle to save Miss Qi's life. Her brother did not do so, and insisted on leaving this needle in her body, saying: "Her life can be saved, but yours cannot." Brother must always keep an eye on you.

  Her brother was forcing her, forcing her to throw herself into the net he had set up.

  At some point, her brother's trust in him reached the point where he thought that only he could subdue her, that only he could make her submit, and that only he could completely bind her up and trap her in a web. Only then did they think she was safe.

  It's still good to have a light and casual conversation with Yun Chenjing. But her brother also said that it was destined, she and Yun Chenjing didn't have this fate, she was destined to be the caged bird of a man named Li Zimo.

  It's laughable, and what's even more laughable is that I brought myself here.

  Her body was like it had caught fire, her face burning hot, her forehead feverish, as if she had a high fever. A warm breath spread through her body, and then the other half of her soul pulled her along, like a puppet on strings, passing through the golden silk curtains to reach the dragon bed carved with dragons and phoenixes inside.

  The person sitting cross-legged on the dragon bed had shiny black hair cascading down like a waterfall, falling onto their sweaty white skin with a hint of red. The plain white dragon robe was half undone, revealing a sturdy chest and abdomen. A masculine aura rushed towards her nose tip.

  She suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and as she involuntarily shivered and was about to retreat, she grasped her knees with both hands, mustered up the courage again, and walked straight towards him.

  Her delicate and tender palm touched his closed eyes.

  His appearance of being an immortal fairy, who would have believed that he was actually suffering from the flames of heart demon.

  Her delicate skin had just touched his scorching hot skin, and he suddenly inhaled a cool breath, the cool air going straight down to his meridians, forming an even larger flame. Two hands encircled her slender waist, one hand eagerly inserting its fingertips into her cleavage, grasping the other half of her passionate heart.

  Her pale complexion was held between his fingers, she was so weak that she almost fainted. Her head leaned weakly on his shoulder, her fragile hair fell down and landed on his chest.

  He grasped her emotions, the black flames flowing through his meridians, and only when they reached their peak could he escape being consumed by darkness. So, there were only two paths to take: either he would become a demon, or he wouldn't become one but still make her endure this fiery baptism, dragging her into hell.

  "Why? Why has he come back?" He whispered, like the most intoxicating peach blossom wine had turned into a bewitching fairy, blowing enchanting wine breaths repeatedly into her ears.

  "It's no use, it's no use, they can't escape now. Your Majesty, it's pointless to ask this question again." Her lips trembled, and it was extremely difficult for her to utter another word.

  His brother's words were not wrong. The instability of the meridians in his body was even more severe than last night. It should be that he couldn't get her response last night, couldn't get all her emotions, which led to the acceleration of his heart demon. And this heart demon was formed entirely because of her, because she suddenly recognized herself in front of him and exposed her pale and powerless emotions.

  "I, I have been practicing this skill for many years." He gently and domineeringly kissed her forehead's virtual sweat, his voice strongly suppressing it, saying, "I always thought that I was lucky, like the founding ancestors, to meet a woman who could move my emotions. This skill can only be practiced when meeting such a woman. However, to truly master it, if the empress does not treat me with one heart and one mind, everything will become nothing, do you understand?"

  "Yan Shui had always been single-minded, but now she was at a loss for words."

  She knew her emotions couldn't be swayed by him for the time being, but he couldn't let go of her today. He laid her on the dragon bed, his five fingers digging deeper into the seven apertures and six orifices in her heart.

  Every cell in her body was screaming, and she felt the rolling fireballs coming from his body through her meridians, as if a great fire was about to swallow her whole.

  Suddenly everything went black before her eyes, and she almost fainted from unbearable pain.

  She didn't know how long she had been out. She woke up, opened her eyes wide, and gasped heavily, looking at him in a way she had never seen before. His black hair was like seaweed, scattered in all directions, covering her world like a large net. His calm and peaceful eyes were now gleaming with a seductive red light, like the blooming flowers of the other shore. The more demonic he looked, the more demonic he became.

  If the remaining gas in his body cannot be dissolved through her body and returned to his own body, he will completely become a demon.

  She could only endure the energy transmitted from his meridians, again and again. The thick yang energy flowed into her body, searching for her emotions, regardless of whether she could bear it or not, all poured in. Her pale and weak emotions almost couldn't withstand it.

  At this moment, she could only feel darkness, endless darkness, shrouding her and him, almost swallowing her.

  The man standing in front of the Moon Palace has the most beautiful peach blossoms in the world. This beauty is not just a superficial beauty, but a kind of poison that penetrates every pore and is impossible to cure. It's a poison that no one in the world can solve, except for one thing - human emotions. So, it's easy to imagine the toxicity that this man was born with.

  The man in red robes sitting on the opposite rooftop, also had the most beautiful face under heaven, however, compared to the peach blossom boy under his own eyelids, he could only sigh and acknowledge defeat. He bowed his head respectfully to the peach blossom boy, wiped his face with his sleeve, and then disappeared.

  Tao Hua Nan was as enchanting as the voice of Peach Blossom Water, chasing after him was Ling Hu Jing Xu: "You've been following the Eastern Palace for a long time, who is it that you want?"

  Ling Hu Jingxu heard his words, and couldn't help but stop in his tracks, turn around, cup his hands together, and smile slyly: "Don't worry, I absolutely dare not compete with the master for people. I just want that little piglet."

  Upon hearing the words of Ba Gua Wang, Wen Jing's lips curled up slightly, smiling with a hint of mystery and nonchalance, exuding an air of mastery, yet at the same time, her charming appearance was enough to captivate one's soul.

  Ling Hu Jingxu hastily raised his hand to cover his chest, feigning shock and saying: "Master, I know who you want the heart of, so there's no need to treat me like this."

  "Do you know whose heart I want?"

  Ling Hu Jing Xu raised an eyebrow: "Isn't it just that——"

  The unfinished words were interrupted by Xiao Wu who flew over.

  Xiao Wu looked around and saw no one, but on the rooftop there was a man in red robes.

  "Don't worry about him, he's just here for that little piglet." Min Wen said calmly.

  Xiao Wu heard this and rushed to Wen Jing, saying: "Master, she has entered the Holy One's room. I'm worried, worried that she will lose her life."

  He had already anticipated this, so he arrived here a step ahead of time. As expected, it turned out to be the case. Should I say she's stupid? Stupid to the extreme. Knowing that her life would absolutely not move for him, yet she went to die for him once, twice, three times, without sparing her own life at all, which was hard-won.

  She should have died long ago. If not, he would have forced her to stay. Of course, what he wanted was just her affection. If her affection could really move Lí Zǐ Mò (黎子墨), it would be good, and it wouldn't be in vain for him to let her go back then, putting her back on the path where she could meet Lí Zǐ Mò.

  Only afraid that Li Zimo is still unable to move her emotional soul, she can only die again. No, she absolutely cannot die again. If she dies again, he won't be able to retrieve her emotional soul. If Li Zimo can't do it, then he'll have to do it himself. There's not much time left.

  "Xiao Wu will stay here and guard her. I've calculated that she won't die for the time being, but after this ordeal to help him dispel his heart demon, he's probably lost half his life. To support her other half of life, I must go find someone else's emotional energy to help her repair." Min Wenjing spoke with her back to Xiao Wu, her face devoid of any emotions, and in her peach blossom-like eyes, a fierce and menacing aura emanated.

  The little pigeons watching from behind were frightened by his expression and hid behind their master: Who, who is this person?

  Ling Hu Jing Xu looked at Xiao Shu Tong's head: Do you know the severity now? From now on, remember not to get close to this man. This man is a man-eating flower, and everyone he wants to eat will die.

  Xiao Wu nodded: I'll go back to Yongning Hall right away. Where's Master? And...

  It is said of those Dayuan people.

  Xiao Wu drove his horse carriage out of the palace and clearly saw Bao Ge who was trying to snoop on his carriage.

  "The people of Dayuan are just like dogs biting each other, let them go and bite. As long as they can play a role in stimulating Li Zimo, making him quickly become a heart demon, it's enough to make her emotional." After saying this, Min Wenjing turned around elegantly, his figure disappearing like a cloud of mist transforming into a ray of light, leaving no one able to grasp his trail, only a peach blossom quietly falling to the ground.

  The little dove saw him sticking out his tongue: This man's kung fu is even stronger than his master.

  The little dove turned back and asked the pavilion master: "Pavilion master, you said you want to catch that little piglet, why is that?"

  Isn't it just a pig that only knows how to eat? What's the point of catching it?

  Ling Hu Jing Xu's lips curved slightly, as if smiling but not quite: "Of course, if you want to eat it, just go ahead and eat it."

  Anyway, he and the master thought it wasn't time yet. He just wanted that little piglet. However, for the little piglet to reveal its true face, its master must make some progress. For the little foodie to make some progress, it had to be stimulated a bit.

  Thinking of this, the so-called ruthless gossip king's heart and mouth are both very comfortable. The little foodie's bread face is unbearable to watch even when he suffers a bit of grievance.

  "Let's go, and see how the people of Daxuan deal with their own mess." With a wave of her two red sleeves, like a pair of red bats spreading their wings and flying away, she vanished into the horizon in an instant.

  Inside the golden mosquito net, a faint scent filled the air. The disarray on the dragon bed seemed to remind her of what had happened.

  She took a deep breath, her hand clutching at her chest, and wondered if she was lucky to still be alive.

  How about him?

  She hastily sat up, looked around and saw him. He was lying beside her, his steady and long breathing indicating that he had temporarily pulled through. But she felt as if she had been crushed all over, with only a wisp of her soul remaining.

  Sweat was still oozing from his forehead. He had survived, but her body wasn't doing so well. She wanted to pull out the needle from her brother's body, but couldn't, and she felt like breaking her own hands in frustration.

  Li Zimo opened his eyes, and in the pupils reflected her enchanting crimson complexion, which made his abdomen tighten. Suddenly he sat up, and when she was frantically trying to deal with him, he grasped her slender wrist tightly, then immediately said to the person outside the door: "Go invite Palace Master to enter the palace at once."

  "No." Huā Yùyán quickly stopped him, "My brother has something on, he can't come."

  As she had expected, Qi Yunyan was likely to lose her life.

  He had no choice but to lift her chin and press his cool lips against her scorching hot ones, helping her relieve the heat.

  She swallowed the air he brought over, only to feel more uncomfortable. He would only insert his fingers into her heart again, grasping her emotions.

  Gradually, under his soothing touch on her fingertips, her emotions slowly seemed to have calmed down. This startled her inwardly. She was getting used to him.

  He licked his tongue and licked her plump lips that were about to overflow with blood: "Ji Xuan, Ji Xuan is going to be mine."

  This feeling is even more embarrassing than when they were newlyweds.

  At the time of their grand wedding, she knew what was going on and had to bear him children, but she really didn't have any feelings about it, she just did everything as instructed by Madame Gong at home. Unlike now, she has put her heart in front of him.

  She was truly blushing with a tender face deep inside as he gazed at her like that.

  He held the back of her head again, kissing the beads of sweat on her forehead: "This time, Zhenxiao is going to have a child for me, it must be a different kind of kid."

  She didn't want to give birth, didn't want to give birth again.

  Two children are manageable, she understood that clearly. With three children, whether these kids will or won't cause trouble for this country in the future, she had no confidence.

  As Crown Prince said, Dongling State had two brothers who got along well with politics, but there were never three brothers. In other words, more than two brothers did not have a good outcome.

  She felt his resistance, but he wanted her to get pregnant again. He wanted to see her pregnant again. The first two times she was pregnant, he didn't make it to the end, this time, he wanted to personally witness the birth of this child.

  He held her in his arms and whispered in her ear: "Give me another one, is it that hard?"

  It turned out that he had a terrible taste for making her pregnant. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made her conceive the second child soon after the birth of the young prince.

  No matter what, being able to worship her ancestors and help him get through this ordeal is too important. How she feels about it doesn't matter, he's too important to her.

  Ministry of Justice

  When Ziyun woke up, she found herself lying in a clean room. The room was simply and neatly decorated, with books piled everywhere. The air in the room had his scent on it. This made her heart skip a beat, could this be...

  There were no maids in the Ministry of Punishment. Sixth Uncle could only personally carry a basin of water and walk in, seeing that she was awake, he came over and made a gesture to ask if she felt better.

  When Ziyun's questioning gaze swept around the room, Liu Shu smiled and said: "Yes, this is Young Master's resting chamber in the Ministry of Justice."

  The bed she sleeps in, isn't it the same bed he sleeps in? And also the quilt that covers her body?

  Thinking of this, Qiyun Yan's face suddenly turned red on one side.

  Sixth Uncle saw her like this and felt a bit anxious, hastily telling her to calm down and sleep.

  The internal injury she suffered is quite serious and requires quiet rest, absolutely cannot be restless.

  The beaded curtain swayed, and a slender figure like bamboo walked in.

  Sixth Uncle walked over: Young Master.

  "Are you awake?" Gong Xiangru walked to the stool beside the bed, and sat down with a calm and composed expression, treating her as if she were just a doctor and an official, without any other emotions.

  Before Ziyunyan could get up, he was caught by him and held one of his wrists to take his pulse.

  Three fingers rested on her pulse, after a brief examination, his elegant eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if puzzled. Next, he pulled up her sleeve, found several acupoints on it, and inserted six needles in succession.

  These six needles went down quickly and accurately, she didn't even have time to ask what kind of needle it was. Before long, a wave of heat surged up inside her, causing her face to flush and her eyes to feel dry, making her extremely embarrassed.

  He looked at her flushed face, her delicate complexion panting, and thoughtfully said: "Miss Qi's internal injury is not only caused by external forces, but also has liver depression and qi stagnation. In daily life, don't think too much about things, it's not good for your body. This needle can only help you unblock the flow of vital energy."

  The result of her frankness was that she exposed all her thoughts about him in front of him.

  Zi Yunyan really wanted to bang her head against the wall and die.

  I don't know what's wrong with his brain, it seems like he hasn't noticed that her liver qi stagnation is actually because of something.

  He helped her with the injection and then examined her fractured leg carefully, because if it wasn't handled properly, she would have to limp for the rest of her life.

  As a doctor, he started doing what the judge should do. With a hint of fairness and severity on his lips, he asked her: "Miss Lin said you hit her first, is that true or false?"

  "When adults asked me if I was useless, I said it was fake. They insisted that it was true. Who can help me clear my name?" Qi Yunyan replied.

  His calm eyes fell on her still shy face. In fact, he himself did not expect that his six needles would be so fierce, making her pant constantly.

  Her eyes drooped, and compared to the frame-up incident, her current state made him even more worried. He instructed Sixth Uncle: "Is the medicine ready? If it's done, bring it up quickly."

  Sixth Uncle walked out to fetch medicine. He looked back at her delicate face, gazing at the unhealthy flush on her cheeks, and let out a sigh between his lips. His extended fingertips suddenly landed on the buttons of her collar.

  She was startled and didn't know what he wanted to do.

  "Does Miss Qi believe me? If she believes I'm a doctor, let me help Miss Qi solve what's needed."

  This proper remark made her face suddenly turn into a tomato sauce color.

  Buried his head in the pillow and shook it desperately.

  Seeing her so resistant, how could he force himself. After all, he was not her husband, just a doctor's identity, but if it wasn't for her husband, putting his hand into her clothes would also be over the line.

  He let out a soft sigh, as if somewhat helpless, and got up to leave the stool.

  "Has Lord Gong done this for other women as well?"

  Qiyun Yan, who asked this question, also wanted to slap herself twice.

  Unexpectedly, he said, "Yes." However, he wouldn't tell her that it was just pressing on the stomach over clothes for others. Her situation was a bit more serious, and it might not work with clothes in between, so he asked for her opinion.

  Qī Yún yān was shocked by his words, and lowered her eyebrows, thinking that as a doctor who saves lives and treats injuries, he couldn't be too particular. However, she felt a sense of loss in her heart. She had thought that he would treat her differently, which is why she made this request.

  Putting his hand into her clothes is almost like wanting to marry her. However, if she agreed herself, it can only be said that you are willing and he doesn't have to take responsibility.

  As Gong Momo walked out of the room, he only heard a few loud gasps and coughs coming from inside. Liu Shu, who had just passed him with medicine, rushed out in a hurry and gestured to him. He hastily turned back and returned to her bedside, where he saw that her face had turned pale as paper. Her breathing was almost gone when he touched the tip of his finger to her nose. It seemed that she had injured her heart meridian. At this point, after hesitating for a moment, his fingers quickly opened the buttons on her collar and reached inside.

  Zi Yunyan only felt herself drifting in the darkness, unaware of where she was being led. Then, her heart suddenly hurt as if someone's fingers had pinched it, making her sweat profusely on her forehead, and her consciousness was abruptly pulled back to life, waking her up.

  When she opened her eyes, she saw him standing above her head, his fingers probing into the open collar of her clothes, pinching at her pulse.

  Her heart was pinched by him for a moment, and her consciousness that wanted to drift away couldn't move.

  Before long, beads of sweat also appeared on his forehead, and in a heavy voice he said to her: "Miss Qi wants to die, why not think about your father at home first. Your father has no one else but you."

  What if her father didn't have her? Thinking of her father being alone in the Qi Manor, she felt a sourness that brought tears to her eyes. And so, her rationality returned.

  He took a few deep breaths.

  She felt her pulse gradually stabilizing, and he finally let go of his hand, withdrawing it from her clothes.

  The medicine brought by Sixth Uncle was bitter and astringent, it was hard to bear even the smell of it. Gong Xiangru pinched her chin with her icy fingers, poured the medicine into her mouth, and directly fed it to her.

  The bitterness of that moment made her want to vomit out all her internal organs.

  He pinched her chin with his fingertips, not letting her spit it out. She had no choice but to swallow the most bitter pill of her life.

  She used to just gaze at him from afar, not knowing much about him. But now that they're in close proximity, she suddenly feels like she didn't understand him at all before. The refined and courteous him, yet he does things with such decisiveness and swiftness, as if holding a knife or an axe, cutting through everything with one swift stroke.

  Such a man, if followed, would later turn his back on her and do something that didn't meet his expectations, it's not certain he wouldn't take care of her himself. She had this premonition, a clear and unmistakable intuition.

  She was given medicine, fearing that her breath would become unstable again, so she had to sit by her bed. Because she promised her sister not to let her die, she said to Liu Shu: "Bring Miss Lin and Mrs. Lin here, the official wants them to confront each other in person."

  Sixth Uncle was blown out by a gust of wind and before long, Lin Mu Rong and Madame Lin were escorted in together.

  In such a situation, it is already unclear who is the defendant and who is the plaintiff.

  Gong Mingsi rolled up his sleeves and said to Lin's mother and daughter: "Is there anything you want to say to this official?"

  Lin Murong and Lin Furen's eyes were fixed on the bed where Qi Yunyan was lying. The color of the quilt was clearly a man's. In other words, whose bed was Qi Yunyan sleeping in?

  "Nothing to say?" asked Gong Xiangru once more.

  Lin Murong knelt down with a thud. Mrs. Lin followed suit and also knelt down. Lin Murong said, "The whole story is exactly as the commoner woman told Palace Master earlier, not a single word was false."

  "So tell me, why did she pinch you?"

  "She thinks Minnie is in her way."

  "Are you getting in Miss Qi's way?"

  "Yes, Miss Qi said I'm not human, she said I want to fawn on adults."