Chapter 1484: 1484
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Duan Changyu wanted to say something else. He was stopped by Mu Qing: "there is Zifeng in the matter of fighting. When the Lord wakes up, only the young lady knows best. You just have to follow the words of the young lady."
Duan Changyu is still not at ease: "but the morale of the army is unstable. In case of...
" there is a young lady, there will be no big trouble. " Mu Qing led Duan Changyu out: "you follow me to interrogate the escorts who escorted you back today to see if there are any detailed works in these people."
Duan Changyu: "after hearing this, Duan Changyu was frightened and said," haven't the dark chess buried by the palace family more than ten years ago been completely pulled out? "
"Who knows!" Mu Qing's eyes flashed a sense of obliteration.
All kinds of drugs are continuously sent to the bedroom. Chu Yunyao sits on the edge of the bed, uses the best wound medicine, and stabs the golden needle into Mo Lingyuan's acupoints. Looking at his sleeping face, she still has no reaction.
Chu Yunyao pulled out the needle, rubbed his fingers in the quilt for a moment, and held his fingers.
His finger joints are clear, slender and powerful, but at the moment, she is allowed to hold it, the fingertips are cold, without any temperature.
Refers to the abdomen with a thin thick cocoon.
The cold seemed to soak into her heart.
Chu Yunyao's finger belly was on his weak pulse and said in a dumb voice, "Lingyuan, open your eyes and have a look at me, OK?"
As if the wind had no trace, the goose had no sound.
The man lying in bed was unconscious.
"Young lady." Luo Zifeng didn't know how long he had been watching at the door. He couldn't help breaking the suffocating atmosphere in the bedroom.
Chu Yunyao's back was stiff for a moment. When she turned around, her grief and helplessness had already disappeared, and she changed into a deep, steady and calm face.
Chu Yunyao let go of Mo Lingyuan's hand, stood up, walked toward luozifeng, and asked in a light voice, "come to see Lingyuan?"
Luo Zifeng nodded his head lightly and asked, "how is your father?"
Chu Yunyao looks at Luo Zifeng's frown and thinks of the rumors that are spreading wildly in the Mohist army at the moment. She really can't tell who is the person disturbing the morale of the army.
It concerns the Mohist army founded by Mo Lingyuan, the hard work of Mohist generations, and the lives of thousands of people.
It's about the life of her husband, her child's father, Mo Lingyuan.
Chu Yunyao's mind flashed a little hesitation, and her fingernails tucked in her sleeve pierced into her palm.
Her voice was strangely calm, like her calm face without any expression and waves, and she replied, "with me, he will wake up."
Luo Zifeng asked: "when will you wake up?"
Chu Yunyao hesitated and did not say a word.
Now she, except for bao'er and herself, nobody can believe it.
Bao'er was bringing tea. Seeing that Chu Yunyao didn't say a word, he quickly took over the conversation: "Mr. Luo, don't urge my young lady. I can be saved by my young lady who died once. What's more, my lord just suffered some serious skin injuries.
With my young lady here, I'm sure I'll wake up. "
Bao'er's answer was sonorous and forceful.
Luo Zifeng sighed: "the news that my master is unconscious has spread all over the Mohist army. At the moment, people are in a panic, even people around me are talking about it...
young lady, please rest assured that I will stabilize my army, resist the attack of the palace family, and wait for my master to wake up."
Chu Yunyao raised her eyes and looked at him: "Mr. Luo, tell me about the current situation. How many people are there in the Mohist army? What about the casualties? What are the casualties of the palace family in this battle? "
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Duan Changyu wanted to say something else. He was stopped by Mu Qing: "there is Zifeng in the matter of fighting. When the Lord wakes up, only the young lady knows best. You just have to follow the words of the young lady."
Duan Changyu is still not at ease: "but the morale of the army is unstable. In case of...
" there is a young lady, there will be no big trouble. " Mu Qing led Duan Changyu out: "you follow me to interrogate the escorts who escorted you back today to see if there are any detailed works in these people."
Duan Changyu: "after hearing this, Duan Changyu was frightened and said," haven't the dark chess buried by the palace family more than ten years ago been completely pulled out? "
"Who knows!" Mu Qing's eyes flashed a sense of obliteration.
All kinds of drugs are continuously sent to the bedroom. Chu Yunyao sits on the edge of the bed, uses the best wound medicine, and stabs the golden needle into Mo Lingyuan's acupoints. Looking at his sleeping face, she still has no reaction.
Chu Yunyao pulled out the needle, rubbed his fingers in the quilt for a moment, and held his fingers.
His finger joints are clear, slender and powerful, but at the moment, she is allowed to hold it, the fingertips are cold, without any temperature.
Refers to the abdomen with a thin thick cocoon.
The cold seemed to soak into her heart.
Chu Yunyao's finger belly was on his weak pulse and said in a dumb voice, "Lingyuan, open your eyes and have a look at me, OK?"
As if the wind had no trace, the goose had no sound.
The man lying in bed was unconscious.
"Young lady." Luo Zifeng didn't know how long he had been watching at the door. He couldn't help breaking the suffocating atmosphere in the bedroom.
Chu Yunyao's back was stiff for a moment. When she turned around, her grief and helplessness had already disappeared, and she changed into a deep, steady and calm face.
Chu Yunyao let go of Mo Lingyuan's hand, stood up, walked toward luozifeng, and asked in a light voice, "come to see Lingyuan?"
Luo Zifeng nodded his head lightly and asked, "how is your father?"
Chu Yunyao looks at Luo Zifeng's frown and thinks of the rumors that are spreading wildly in the Mohist army at the moment. She really can't tell who is the person disturbing the morale of the army.
It concerns the Mohist army founded by Mo Lingyuan, the hard work of Mohist generations, and the lives of thousands of people.
It's about the life of her husband, her child's father, Mo Lingyuan.
Chu Yunyao's mind flashed a little hesitation, and her fingernails tucked in her sleeve pierced into her palm.
Her voice was strangely calm, like her calm face without any expression and waves, and she replied, "with me, he will wake up."
Luo Zifeng asked: "when will you wake up?"
Chu Yunyao hesitated and did not say a word.
Now she, except for bao'er and herself, nobody can believe it.
Bao'er was bringing tea. Seeing that Chu Yunyao didn't say a word, he quickly took over the conversation: "Mr. Luo, don't urge my young lady. I can be saved by my young lady who died once. What's more, my lord just suffered some serious skin injuries.
With my young lady here, I'm sure I'll wake up. "
Bao'er's answer was sonorous and forceful.
Luo Zifeng sighed: "the news that my master is unconscious has spread all over the Mohist army. At the moment, people are in a panic, even people around me are talking about it...
young lady, please rest assured that I will stabilize my army, resist the attack of the palace family, and wait for my master to wake up."
Chu Yunyao raised her eyes and looked at him: "Mr. Luo, tell me about the current situation. How many people are there in the Mohist army? What about the casualties? What are the casualties of the palace family in this battle? "
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Duan Changyu wanted to say something else. He was stopped by Mu Qing: "there is Zifeng in the matter of fighting. When the Lord wakes up, only the young lady knows best. You just have to follow the words of the young lady." Duan Changyu is still not at ease: "but the morale of the army is unstable. In case of... " there is a young lady, there will be no big trouble. " Mu Qing led Duan Changyu out: "you follow me to interrogate the escorts who escorted you back today to see if there are any detailed works in these people." Duan Changyu: "after hearing this, Duan Changyu was frightened and said," haven't the dark chess buried by the palace family more than ten years ago been completely pulled out? " "Who knows!" Mu Qing's eyes flashed a sense of obliteration. All kinds of drugs are continuously sent to the bedroom. Chu Yunyao sits on the edge of the bed, uses the best wound medicine, and stabs the golden needle into Mo Lingyuan's acupoints. Looking at his sleeping face, she still has no reaction. Chu Yunyao pulled out the needle, rubbed his fingers in the quilt for a moment, and held his fingers. His finger joints are clear, slender and powerful, but at the moment, she is allowed to hold it, the fingertips are cold, without any temperature. Refers to the abdomen with a thin thick cocoon. The cold seemed to soak into her heart. Chu Yunyao's finger belly was on his weak pulse and said in a dumb voice, "Lingyuan, open your eyes and have a look at me, OK?" As if the wind had no trace, the goose had no sound. The man lying in bed was unconscious. "Young lady." Luo Zifeng didn't know how long he had been watching at the door. He couldn't help breaking the suffocating atmosphere in the bedroom. Chu Yunyao's back was stiff for a moment. When she turned around, her grief and helplessness had already disappeared, and she changed into a deep, steady and calm face. Chu Yunyao let go of Mo Lingyuan's hand, stood up, walked toward luozifeng, and asked in a light voice, "come to see Lingyuan?" Luo Zifeng nodded his head lightly and asked, "how is your father?" Chu Yunyao looks at Luo Zifeng's frown and thinks of the rumors that are spreading wildly in the Mohist army at the moment. She really can't tell who is the person disturbing the morale of the army. It concerns the Mohist army founded by Mo Lingyuan, the hard work of Mohist generations, and the lives of thousands of people. It's about the life of her husband, her child's father, Mo Lingyuan. Chu Yunyao's mind flashed a little hesitation, and her fingernails tucked in her sleeve pierced into her palm. Her voice was strangely calm, like her calm face without any expression and waves, and she replied, "with me, he will wake up." Luo Zifeng asked: "when will you wake up?" Chu Yunyao hesitated and did not say a word. Now she, except for bao'er and herself, nobody can believe it. Bao'er was bringing tea. Seeing that Chu Yunyao didn't say a word, he quickly took over the conversation: "Mr. Luo, don't urge my young lady. I can be saved by my young lady who died once. What's more, my lord just suffered some serious skin injuries. With my young lady here, I'm sure I'll wake up. " Bao'er's answer was sonorous and forceful. Luo Zifeng sighed: "the news that my master is unconscious has spread all over the Mohist army. At the moment, people are in a panic, even people around me are talking about it... young lady, please rest assured that I will stabilize my army, resist the attack of the palace family, and wait for my master to wake up." Chu Yunyao raised her eyes and looked at him: "Mr. Luo, tell me about the current situation. How many people are there in the Mohist army? What about the casualties? What are the casualties of the palace family in this battle? " www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
