Chapter 223

Nangong Jingli and others outside the house frowned when they heard the cry. Nangong Jinghao couldn't help but kick the door and went in.

Entering the house, you can see Luo Wuyou with the tip of his tongue to open an'er's mouth, taking medicine to an'er one by one, while several maids are crying and sobbing.

Luo Wuyou's heart and mind are split, there is no time to take into account other, a mouthful of non-stop to two people filled with medicine. The juice flowed down the throat and little was spilled.

However, Gu Ruolan did not move. The blue and black color on an'er's face did not fade at all, and the breath gradually weakened.

Until

After several empty bowls have been finished, Luo Wuyou doesn't stop looking at Hongjin and Jianqiu and yelling: "medicine, Hongjin, Jianqiu, hurry to get the antidote pill, and then open it with water. Go quickly..."

Red brocade and cut autumn strong hold back tears, from the medicine box took out the antidote pill to mix well.

Handed over in the past, the medicine bowl was swept on the ground by Nangong Jingli's sleeve.

Clang, broken into pieces all over the ground.

"Nangong Jingli, what are you doing? Why did you knock over my medicine? Why did you overturn my medicine? It was used to save lives. It was used to save lives. Do you know, do you know?"

Seeing the juice spilled all over the floor, Luo Wuyou's eyes turned red. He looked at Nangong Jingli with resentment. He lifted his hand and threw it in the air. The girl's hand was lifted in the air, and he was easily caught by the man.

Nangong Jingli, with a gloomy face, took a deep breath and yelled: "enough, don't feed. He's dead, and your mother is dead. Luo Wuyou, you can see clearly that they are dead. If you feed them again, they will not survive. On the contrary, you will also be poisoned!"

"It's impossible. You're talking nonsense. My mother will not die, nor will ann'er. They will never die!"

A dead word stabbed Luo Wuyou's most sensitive and fragile nerve. She widened her eyes and angrily gazed at Nangong Jingli and shook off his hand.

His voice was as cold as ice: "you all go out for me, all for me. An'er will not die. He is the young master of the prime minister's office, Luo Chengye. His father is the prime minister. How could he possibly die? How could he possibly die?"

"Even if you are the king, I will not allow you to curse them. He will not die. I will certainly save him and my mother. I will certainly save them. Get out of here!"

Luo Wuyou stretched out his finger outside and roared at Nangong Jingli. With some hysterical Madness on his face, he was angry. His body shook twice and almost fell down. Luo Wuyou held the bedside and managed to stabilize his body.

Looking up, looking at lying on the bed, the breath early and completely without an ER and Gu Ruolan.

Luo Wuyou tightly grasped the brocade quilt, shook his head, and whispered in a soft voice: "impossible, impossible. My mother is still fine in the morning. An'er is still smiling at me. He still calls my sister. How could he possibly die or die? I don't believe it. I don't believe it... "

Puff -

LUO Wuyou was so grieved that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Suddenly, the girl suddenly chuckled and said, "Qijue with Sha, lonely in life, ha ha ha, it is really Qijue with Sha, lonely in life, and now it is true to answer the eight words silence, fate is right, destiny is difficult to do!"

"Everything is hard to do, ha ha..."

With tears and laughter, the girl's lips brimmed with blood, laughing bitterly, "it's me, it's all my fault, you're right, I'm Luo Wuyou's life is hard, I killed my mother and younger brother, it's me, it's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

Luo Wuyou's expression of sadness is hard to suppress. She cries, laughs and incoherent words, which makes her feel unbearable. If Li Wan'er wants to see Wuyou's pain.

No doubt, her purpose had been achieved, the girl who had always been calm and indifferent.

She never showed such a sad and despairing look. Sometimes, guilt and hatred can defeat a person's will. Li Wan'er, the aunt of the prime minister's family, is too vicious.

Lin Wan'er sighed in her heart. She took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped her tears from the corner of her eyes. She comforted her and said, "no worries, don't do this. Let the dead rest in peace. Otherwise, your mother and an'er will find it hard to find you so sad."

"Yes, Luo Wuyou. Don't laugh or cry. You have to feel uncomfortable. It's a big deal. I'll whip the corpse of that cheap woman to you. Don't do it. You laugh like this. I feel very sad and uncomfortable in my heart."

Whipping corpses? It is estimated that only the fourteenth prince can think of such a way to relieve people's anger?

Nangong Jinghao's eyebrows almost all frown into a word. Looking at such a Luo Wuyou, he feels flustered in his heart. How can a person laugh and cry? It can't be. He is really said by Nangong Jingyu.

Luo Wuyou can't bear the blow.

So some of them, are you crazy?

"Shengping County Lord, the dead are dead, the living can be chased. Don't be too sad." Nangong Jingyu also sighed a voice of advice, his words fall, Luo Wuyou is a sudden turn of the head.Sharp line of sight shot in the past: "the dead is not Yu Wang's relatives, Yu Wang of course can say so, only those cold hearted people will say such words."

The voice was cold and sharp.

Nangong Jingyu smell speech a stagnation, warm face is also flash through an embarrassment, but in a flash, a faint sigh, no longer words.

It's human nature for a girl to say too much when she has just lost her family.

It would be inappropriate for him to say anything at this time.

However, the man's narrow and warm eyes flash through a haze and don't know why, always feel Luo Wuyou has a kind of unknown hostility to him, from the beginning, he has this feeling.

It is the same at the moment.

She did not refute the public's persuasion, but refuted him.

In particular, the hatred in his eyes was not covered up at all. However, he could not figure out where he had offended her and made him so indifferent to himself.

Luo Wuyou glanced at Nangong Jingyu with indignation, and his anger gushed out of his chest, almost unable to suppress it. She bit her silver teeth and bit the tip of her tongue, leaning against the sting pain.

This forced down the anger and resentment at the bottom of my heart.

Turning his head, holding an'er and Gu Ruolan, tears in his eyes fell like rain, crying soundlessly.

Several people saw this, but they didn't know how to persuade them. Hongjin and Jianqiu, together with all the servant girls of Youge, knelt down in the wing room, all crying like tears.

The whining cry spread all the way to Wuyou Pavilion.

Floating into the ears of Zhang Ming and Mo Han, who have just arrived at the gate of the courtyard, they are both stunned for a moment. With this amazing skill, more and more people come to Wuyou pavilion with disorderly steps.

The leader, however, was the Prime Minister of Luoyang, Luo BINGSHU.

"I don't know what Xiangye is when I see him."

Luo BINGSHU came fiercely. The anger on his face made Zhang Ming and Mo Han frown in front of the public. These people were obviously not good at coming. Some even took sticks and ropes.

This is clearly a gesture of asking for help. If you look at their direction, you will undoubtedly go to the courtyard of Luo Wuyou, where there is no end of crying.

What's more, it worries Mo Han.

"Zhang Yuanzheng, you came at the right time. The rebellious daughter was unfilial and poisoned her grandmother. The government doctor was at a loss. Ben Xiang was coming to take the rebellious girl and ask her to give her the antidote."

Luo BINGSHU took a look at Zhang Ming, but his anger didn't diminish at all, and his words were extremely impolite. Mo Han's eyes were chilly when he heard this. He felt that the prime minister was making master angry!

All that implied that his master was not a good believer and taught his younger martial sister medical skills, but she poisoned people. He was a real prime minister who confused right and wrong!

How can Zhang Ming not understand the deep meaning in Luo Bing's book talk? I wanted to go to Wuyou pavilion to have a look at his apprentice. However, seeing the situation of prime minister Luo, I was afraid that he could not get in.

"Mr. Xiang, if that's the case, I'll go with him for a while. The old lady's health is very important. I'd better wait for the lower officer to check the pulse for the old lady and see if she can detoxify it. As for worry free, I believe in her conduct, and he is a disciple taught by me."

"I have a thick and pure nature, and I will never poison people. I will take the head of my neck to protect her!" Zhang Ming Dynasty Luo BINGSHU arched his hand and said that his words were hard and soft.

Luo BINGSHU calm eyebrows, endure the anger and nodded: "that is the trouble of the courtyard adults."

In any case, Zhang Ming is right. His mother's body is the most important thing. Since this medical skill of Luo Wuyou is taught by Zhang Ming. To think of it, Zhang Ming must be able to detoxify.

To Yu Luo worry free, and so on Mother's health improvement, again line hair is not late, about, she also absolutely can't escape. Ordered a, let the minister's bodyguard, guard around the worry free Pavilion, will all the exit channels guard up.

Luo BINGSHU and Zhang Ming went to Ningxin hospital together.

And Mo Han, coldly glanced at the bodyguard left by Luo BINGSHU, with a cold face, entered the carefree Pavilion, but heard bursts of exclamations from inside before falling into the threshold.

"How are you, miss? Don't scare me, miss. You're poisoned. Come on, miss. Take a detoxification pill, miss... "

In the wing room, Hongjin Jianqiu and others screamed and cried. They saw the girl beside the carved bed with blue lips. However, the girl's look was sad and suddenly.

Several girls are more anxious. The young lady's appearance is obviously due to the poisonous blood on the mouth of his wife and young master. Now, the poison has begun to attack.

"Miss, you can eat it. I beg you. I beg you. My wife has always loved you most. How sad your wife should be when she saw that you didn't cherish yourself so much. Even if she died, she would not have closed her eyes."

Red brocade takes a detoxification pill to put on Luo Wuyou's lips, Luo Wuyou is dead sipping lips, how also refused to take that medicine."Ladies and gentlemen, if you have two things to do with you, young master and lady, I'll take care of them

"Yes, miss. You can't take it too hard. If you don't think about it, you can't just fulfill the wishes of those people. Miss, they say you poisoned the old lady. If you go on like this, you will really be charged with this crime..."

"Miss, ladies and girls, please..."

However, no matter how many people tried to persuade him, Luo Wuyou did not move. His red lips clenched like a puppet. He did not take the pill. In his clear eyes, there was only a dead silence of empty despair.

That kind of empty and despairing look in the eyes, people are frightened.

Did she want to die?

In the end is how sad, will let a person appear such a look, will let that resolute such as bamboo girl, also can't bear, thoroughly collapse?

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