Chapter 4662
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Zhuang Qingyun didn't wait for the witch doctor to finish, so he raised his feet and stepped into the wing room. Looking at Mo Siyu who was still motionless on the bed, he strode over, put his finger on her pulse, and could touch the normal beat of the pulse
Zhuang Qingyun looked at the decadent Chu Chuyan and said, "after taking the antidote, the pulse beat is normal. You eat something. When you finish eating, I'll show you a high priest's last letter, and you'll understand the causes and consequences."
Chu Chuyan stood still and looked at Zhuang Qingyun with hostility in his eyes.
Zhuang Qingyun immediately became angry and scolded, "come on, fill him with two bowls of ginseng soup. If you don't drink it, I'll kill her immediately."
As he said this, Zhuang Qingyun took out the dagger he carried with him. The sharp blade of the dagger flashed cold. Chu Chuyan's heart tightened. He quickly raised his hand, picked up the cooled ginseng soup in front of him, and poured it into his throat
Yan Qing handed the letter left by Qin Wuyan to Chu Chuyan: "you are in the priest's house. The people in the Chu house should be the same as other aristocratic families. They will bring people over soon. After reading this letter, you can decide whether to go out and explain to the Chu family."
Chu Chuyan finished reading the letter at a glance and held the letter in his palm. "If Mo'er can wake up, I will believe the nonsense of the high priest. If he can't wake up, Ben Shao will not obey orders. He will also tell the people of the Chu house that the high priest wants to kill me and Mo'er alive..."
Zhuang Qingyun took a deep breath, endured the impulse to scold the boy, warned himself not to be angry, and then said hoarsely, "the high priest has gone to the West. This is his last pen in his life, and he will not deceive you..."
Chu Chuyan was surprised: "well, why did the high priest suddenly..."
"Because the priest's wife can't wake up again..." Zhuang Qingyun heard a faint voice as soon as his voice fell
"It's impossible for people to come back from death!"
Chu Chuyan first reacted. He had just recovered a little strength. When he heard Mo Siyu's voice, he immediately rushed to the bed, held Mo Siyu's hand, and almost cried with joy: "Mo'er, you wake up, you finally wake up, I thought you..."
Mo Siyu looked at Zhuang Qingyun and Yan Qing standing by the bed and said, "I'm not dead."
"You're not dead, you're not dead..." Chu Chuyan put her hand on his lips: "the high priest just wanted to test your feelings for me..."
Zhuang Qingyun looked at Mo as like as two peas, and his eyes narrowed slightly. His eyes fell on Mo Si Yu, as if he had penetrated the time, and he had traced back to the past, sighing, "the girl's temperament is exactly the same as that of our wife when we were young, especially this reckless strength."
Then he waved to his back. The housekeeper presented a small porcelain altar. The water mist at the mouth of the porcelain altar was swirling. A layer of ice was paved at the bottom of the porcelain altar, and a jade box was placed on the ice.
Zhuang Qingyun carefully picked up the jade box from the porcelain altar and handed it to Mo Siyu: "this is a gift that the high priest specially told me in his will to hand over to you.
The high priest said, "if my wife is still alive, she will like Miss Yu very much. I hope Miss Yu can be happy and grow old together with her sweetheart."
After Zhuang Qingyun handed the jade box to Mo Siyu, he turned and left the wing room. Yan Qing handed a letter in brown paper to Mo Siyu: "Miss Yu, this is left to you by the high priest."
Mosiyu took the envelope in surprise. When everyone in the room left, he looked at Chu Chuyan and quickly opened the jade box
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Zhuang Qingyun didn't wait for the witch doctor to finish, so he raised his feet and stepped into the wing room. Looking at Mo Siyu who was still motionless on the bed, he strode over, put his finger on her pulse, and could touch the normal beat of the pulse
Zhuang Qingyun looked at the decadent Chu Chuyan and said, "after taking the antidote, the pulse beat is normal. You eat something. When you finish eating, I'll show you a high priest's last letter, and you'll understand the causes and consequences."
Chu Chuyan stood still and looked at Zhuang Qingyun with hostility in his eyes.
Zhuang Qingyun immediately became angry and scolded, "come on, fill him with two bowls of ginseng soup. If you don't drink it, I'll kill her immediately."
As he said this, Zhuang Qingyun took out the dagger he carried with him. The sharp blade of the dagger flashed cold. Chu Chuyan's heart tightened. He quickly raised his hand, picked up the cooled ginseng soup in front of him, and poured it into his throat
Yan Qing handed the letter left by Qin Wuyan to Chu Chuyan: "you are in the priest's house. The people in the Chu house should be the same as other aristocratic families. They will bring people over soon. After reading this letter, you can decide whether to go out and explain to the Chu family."
Chu Chuyan finished reading the letter at a glance and held the letter in his palm. "If Mo'er can wake up, I will believe the nonsense of the high priest. If he can't wake up, Ben Shao will not obey orders. He will also tell the people of the Chu house that the high priest wants to kill me and Mo'er alive..."
Zhuang Qingyun took a deep breath, endured the impulse to scold the boy, warned himself not to be angry, and then said hoarsely, "the high priest has gone to the West. This is his last pen in his life, and he will not deceive you..."
Chu Chuyan was surprised: "well, why did the high priest suddenly..."
"Because the priest's wife can't wake up again..." Zhuang Qingyun heard a faint voice as soon as his voice fell
"It's impossible for people to come back from death!"
Chu Chuyan first reacted. He had just recovered a little strength. When he heard Mo Siyu's voice, he immediately rushed to the bed, held Mo Siyu's hand, and almost cried with joy: "Mo'er, you wake up, you finally wake up, I thought you..."
Mo Siyu looked at Zhuang Qingyun and Yan Qing standing by the bed and said, "I'm not dead."
"You're not dead, you're not dead..." Chu Chuyan put her hand on his lips: "the high priest just wanted to test your feelings for me..."
Zhuang Qingyun looked at Mo as like as two peas, and his eyes narrowed slightly. His eyes fell on Mo Si Yu, as if he had penetrated the time, and he had traced back to the past, sighing, "the girl's temperament is exactly the same as that of our wife when we were young, especially this reckless strength."
Then he waved to his back. The housekeeper presented a small porcelain altar. The water mist at the mouth of the porcelain altar was swirling. A layer of ice was paved at the bottom of the porcelain altar, and a jade box was placed on the ice.
Zhuang Qingyun carefully picked up the jade box from the porcelain altar and handed it to Mo Siyu: "this is a gift that the high priest specially told me in his will to hand over to you.
The high priest said, "if my wife is still alive, she will like Miss Yu very much. I hope Miss Yu can be happy and grow old together with her sweetheart."
After Zhuang Qingyun handed the jade box to Mo Siyu, he turned and left the wing room. Yan Qing handed a letter in brown paper to Mo Siyu: "Miss Yu, this is left to you by the high priest."
Mosiyu took the envelope in surprise. When everyone in the room left, he looked at Chu Chuyan and quickly opened the jade box
Zhuang Qingyun didn't wait for the witch doctor to finish, so he raised his feet and stepped into the wing room. Looking at Mo Siyu who was still motionless on the bed, he strode over, put his finger on her pulse, and could touch the normal beat of the pulseZhuang Qingyun looked at the decadent Chu Chuyan and said, "after taking the antidote, the pulse beat is normal. You eat something. When you finish eating, I'll show you a high priest's last letter, and you'll understand the causes and consequences."Chu Chuyan stood still and looked at Zhuang Qingyun with hostility in his eyes.Zhuang Qingyun immediately became angry and scolded, "come on, fill him with two bowls of ginseng soup. If you don't drink it, I'll kill her immediately."As he said this, Zhuang Qingyun took out the dagger he carried with him. The sharp blade of the dagger flashed cold. Chu Chuyan's heart tightened. He quickly raised his hand, picked up the cooled ginseng soup in front of him, and poured it into his throatYan Qing handed the letter left by Qin Wuyan to Chu Chuyan: "you are in the priest's house. The people in the Chu house should be the same as other aristocratic families. They will bring people over soon. After reading this letter, you can decide whether to go out and explain to the Chu family."Chu Chuyan finished reading the letter at a glance and held the letter in his palm. "If Mo'er can wake up, I will believe the nonsense of the high priest. If he can't wake up, Ben Shao will not obey orders. He will also tell the people of the Chu house that the high priest wants to kill me and Mo'er alive..."Zhuang Qingyun took a deep breath, endured the impulse to scold the boy, warned himself not to be angry, and then said hoarsely, "the high priest has gone to the West. This is his last pen in his life, and he will not deceive you..."Chu Chuyan was surprised: "well, why did the high priest suddenly...""Because the priest's wife can't wake up again..." Zhuang Qingyun heard a faint voice as soon as his voice fell"It's impossible for people to come back from death!"Chu Chuyan first reacted. He had just recovered a little strength. When he heard Mo Siyu's voice, he immediately rushed to the bed, held Mo Siyu's hand, and almost cried with joy: "Mo'er, you wake up, you finally wake up, I thought you..."Mo Siyu looked at Zhuang Qingyun and Yan Qing standing by the bed and said, "I'm not dead.""You're not dead, you're not dead..." Chu Chuyan put her hand on his lips: "the high priest just wanted to test your feelings for me..."Zhuang Qingyun looked at Mo as like as two peas, and his eyes narrowed slightly. His eyes fell on Mo Si Yu, as if he had penetrated the time, and he had traced back to the past, sighing, "the girl's temperament is exactly the same as that of our wife when we were young, especially this reckless strength."Then he waved to his back. The housekeeper presented a small porcelain altar. The water mist at the mouth of the porcelain altar was swirling. A layer of ice was paved at the bottom of the porcelain altar, and a jade box was placed on the ice.Zhuang Qingyun carefully picked up the jade box from the porcelain altar and handed it to Mo Siyu: "this is a gift that the high priest specially told me in his will to hand over to you.The high priest said, "if my wife is still alive, she will like Miss Yu very much. I hope Miss Yu can be happy and grow old together with her sweetheart."After Zhuang Qingyun handed the jade box to Mo Siyu, he turned and left the wing room. Yan Qing handed a letter in brown paper to Mo Siyu: "Miss Yu, this is left to you by the high priest."Mosiyu took the envelope in surprise. When everyone in the room left, he looked at Chu Chuyan and quickly opened the jade box
