Chapter 943

Mochuan's spirit was greatly improved.

"Less white?" His eyes swept, already saw Chu Shaobai lying at the door of the hall. He was surprised, "what's wrong with him?"

"He is too tired. He said he would like to have a rest. I think he has run too fast and tired all the way. Emperor, do you want to test the ginseng soup and give it to the empress?"

Ye Tingxuan asked softly.

According to the rules of the palace, all the food to be given to the emperor and the queen should be tested for poison with silver needles. Although he believed that the things brought by Chu Shaobai would never be poisonous, he asked him according to the rules.

"No, I believe in Shaobai."

Mo Chuan did not want to shake his head, he looked at Chu Shaobai lying at the door. Somehow, he suddenly felt something was wrong in his heart.

With the martial arts of Chu Shaobai, how could he be so tired that he could not move?

He put down the medicine bowl, stood up and went to Chu Shaobai, looking down at him.

Chu Shaobai closed his eyes and lay quietly on the ground, as if he were asleep.

He was dressed in a dark purple robe, which made his face white, white without any blood color.

This robe is clearly Chu Shaoyang's!

Mo Chuan's eyebrows jump.

"Less white." He whispered.

Chu Shaobai didn't respond at all. He just lay quietly with his pale face, dark eyes closed, and his long eyelashes covered his eyes.

Mochuan once again realized the bad.

With such internal power as Chu Shaobai, he can't hear himself calling him. Even if he really falls asleep, he will immediately wake up from his sleep.

"Less white!" He exclaimed.

Chu Shaobai was still motionless.

Mo Chuan quickly to touch his chest, found that his heart is still beating, but he touched the wet hand, smell a smell of blood.

He opened the lapel of Chu Shaobai's chest. Seeing the deep wound on his chest, he could not help but draw a cold breath.

"Less white!" Ye Tingxuan one eye to see, immediately exclaimed, "I, I immediately go to ask Zhang Taiyi, I will go immediately."

He lost his usual composure and stumbled out.

Mo Chuan is more calm than ye Tingxuan.

He is very experienced in dealing with knife and sword injuries. He can see that Chu Shaobai's wound has been smeared with wound healing medicine and simply bandaged. If he lies still, the wound will not bleed again. He must have been injured, and did not care about his injury, so he rushed into the palace to give her a life-saving medicine.

Not long ago, Chu Shaobai was OK. How could he have suffered such a heavy sword injury? Where did he get the snow ginseng soup?

Mo Chuan a little thought, want to understand probably, can not help but a hot eye.

"Shaobai, you are so stupid. In order to save Ning'er, don't you even want your own life?"

He was agitated and shook his fist with hatred and hatred: "Chu Shaoyang, you can even give such a cruel hand to your own brother. You How cruel

Now he has no time to scold Chu Shaoyang, he must save Chu Shaobai's life!

He knew that Chu Shaobai was not asleep, but fainted. If he was not rescued in time, he would probably never wake up again.

But there is only one bowl of snow ginseng soup to save life. If you save Shaobai, you can't save Ning'er.

How should he choose?

Save Shaobai or save Ning'er?

Mo Chuan's eyebrows tightly wrinkled up, the heart intense pain.

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