After Mo Yu disappeared from his sight, Li Zang cried like a surging river, unable to stop, and said, "My Queen! I am so sorry! I deserve to die!"
His cries were so loud that even Ming Ye, who was waiting anxiously in the hall, heard them. Ming Ye kicked open the heavy door and shouted angrily, "If anything happens to her, you'll be ready to buy a coffin!"
When Li Zang saw his lord's angry eyes, his twitching face suddenly turned bitter, and he sobbed, "Lord..."
After scolding Li Zang, Ming Ye felt much better. When he entered the bedroom again, his brows furrowed even more. He sent everyone out of the room, leaving only Mo Yu inside. After struggling for a long time, he finally spoke decisively, "Can her eyes be saved?"
Mo Yu was fanning the fire with a small fan. The hall smelled strongly of medicine. Uncertainty crossed his brows as he spoke, "The blood of the drought demon... is highly poisonous. Although Your Majesty has expelled the poison from the Empress, the venom has already infected her eyes. It will take a while... a few days, once the remaining poison clears, the Empress will be able to see again."
Mingye stretched out his hand and gently stroked Jiuxi's eyebrows, his eyes showing a hint of distress. He said to Moyu, "Is the baby in your belly in trouble?"
Mo Yu said seriously, "The queen has many injuries on her body, but the child is very healthy."
This means that she was trying her best to protect her child.
Mo Yu was so hot that beads of sweat formed on his face. Seeing that the fire was almost ready, he anxiously expressed his proposal, saying, "Your Majesty, why don't you let Li Zang boil the medicine? I...I want to go to the zombie world to get some herbs!"
Just as he finished speaking, Li Zang, who had suffered from the cold outside, rolled in. There were still a few tears on his face, but they had all frozen into icicles. He said sincerely, "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong!"
Li Zang had followed him for so many years, and they had a master-servant relationship. He shook his sleeves and said, "Then you stay and make the medicine."
After handing the work in his hands to Li Zang and instructing Li Zang on how to use the medicine, Mo Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead with some relief and walked out of the hall. In fact, he was going to look for medicinal herbs, but the most important thing was that he wanted to see where Yun Fei was.
Her vision was blurry, and what lingered in her ears was a noisy clamor. But now, it was finally quiet. She subconsciously opened her eyes, wanting to see what was going on, but found that the stinging pain in her eyes was still there. She didn't know what she had applied to her eyelids, but it was cool and refreshing, with a hint of wolfberry. Her lips were dark purple, obviously poisoned, but when she was about to use her hands to support herself up, someone had already taken the lead and supported her waist, slowly helping her up. She took a breath, only to feel an unusual dryness in her throat. She coughed twice, but before she could speak, Ming Ye had already reached out and patted her on the back. His soft voice was like a breeze blowing through the valley, making people feel a little itchy. He said, "Next time, if you dare to get hurt again, believe it or not, this emperor will let all the ghosts in the underworld do it for you..."
Before she finished her threatening words, she said with a somewhat soft tone, "I know, I know, you are just like an old woman!"
She actually called him an old woman. Who was he thinking of this for? A certain man's eyes darkened. He gently kissed her cheek, his tone as gentle as ever, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"
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