Chapter 823: Sibling senses she needs me(9)
Chapter 823 Brother and sister feel that she needs me (9)
"Ma Ningyue."
"Which... Ma Ningyue? The one in the capital?" The boy asked with a confused face.
"Yes." Rong Qing sat up, picked up a dead branch, and wrote her name on the ground, "You said earlier that she has a good family background, but her family is General Fubo's mansion in the capital?"
The young man nodded: "Yes! Her father is Ma Yuan, who used to be the guard of Linzi City. It is said that he was killed by Qu Bi. Why did you mention this all of a sudden?"
Rong Qing paused, and tightened his fingers holding the dead branch: "Yuan Shu, it's Ma Yuan."
"What, what?" The boy jumped up all of a sudden, "That old guy is Ma Yuan? That big fool Huangfushan actually brought a general from Xiliang into the palace?"
Recalling the conversation between Su Huo, Ma Yuan and Huang Fushan, Rong Qing strengthened her guess: "Rong Lin, she is my sister."
This she, of course, refers to Ma Ningyue. Regarding this episode, the young man was not very surprised. As early as when he saw that girl in Huichun Hall, he thought she should have something to do with Rong Qing, but he didn't expect it to be his sister. Wait, if Rong Qing is Ma Ningyue's elder brother, isn't she also Ma Yuan's child? No wonder Ma Yuanhui stole Rong Qing out of the palace, he wanted to take his son home. Fortunately, he didn't settle the score with Ma Yuan just now, otherwise, wouldn't he have killed Rong Qing's own father?
Rong Qing squeezed the dead branch tightly, and said with deep eyes: "I forgot everything except her name. I think I must have loved her very much before."
The boy nodded, and asked again: "But you haven't seen her, why do you say something happened to her?"
"Induction."
Rong Qing pressed his painful heart, "She needs me."
…
Xiliang
Bishui Hutong became a mess.
After Qingqing returned to the palace, she told the news that Ning Yue was about to die from poisoning. The concubine and Sun Yao were terrified. They sent someone over at dawn. Sun Yao came by herself. Ning Yue, who was ashamed, burst into tears: "How could this happen? A good person, she fell down in the blink of an eye! What kind of poison did she get?"
Xuanyin didn't speak, but shook Ning Yue's hand, trembling all over.
Biqing brought Sun Yao, who was crying so much that she was about to faint, back to the palace. Before leaving, she said to Xuanyin: "Fourth Master, please send a message to Mrs. Ma, at least let her send her daughter on her last journey..."
"Get out!" Xuanyin drove Biqing out with scarlet eyes.
Divine doctor Zhou boiled a bowl of medicine and put it on the table: "Remember to feed her to drink it when it's cold."
Xuan Yin tremblingly asked Doctor Zhou: "Didn't you say you could protect her for ten days? It's only the second day...she's unconscious!"
Doctor Zhou said helplessly: "I said I would protect her for ten days, but I didn't say that she would be alive and kicking. To be honest, she is already out of breath, and she is just hanging by medication. And she will become weaker and weaker every day. Ten days... is the limit. "
"You mean, she might not survive ten days?" Xuan Yin grabbed the collar of Divine Doctor Zhou, and said every word like ice, "I don't care what method you use, keep it for me for ten days! Dare to lose one day, I will It will kill your daughter!"
Divine doctor Zhou was chilled by the cold air all over his body, and said bravely: "Hey, you...you are reasonable, I am a doctor, not a fairy!"
"She lives, that is the truth."
…
On the official road outside Linzi City, the black-clothed leader quietly watched a tea merchant's carriage.
A shadow guard asked: "Boss, do you want to catch them?"
The black-clothed leader raised his bandaged hand: "No, they're heading north, that's the direction of the capital."
"Huh? It's so sleepy that I came to give you a pillow! But it's very strange. They are from southern Xinjiang. Why are they going to the capital? Aren't they afraid of being arrested?"
The black-clothed leader's eyes were fixed: "Notify the brothers along the way, organize the post, and leave the best horses to them!"
"Then we..."
The black-clothed leader rode his horse and turned around, looked at a large wave of black-robed killers coming towards this side, and said coldly: "Kill this group of flies!"
(end of this chapter)