Four Hundred and Thirtieth Chapters Exchange Blood Six

Her movements continued.

On the other side, Nangong Ling's blood continued to pour into His Majesty's body.

Nangong Ling's face also became paler, but he always gritted his teeth.

Feng Xingying said: "If you can't hold on, I'll knock you out, but you can't stop the blood exchange. This is your own choice. Even if you die, don't blame me."

He nodded.

What is life to him?

His eyes were in a trance, and he couldn't hold it any longer. In a daze, he seemed to see the kind face of his father.

It belongs to the father, not the face of the king.

"Father~" Nangong Ling completely fainted.

Feng Xingying's movements stopped abruptly.

Everything is calm again.

Only Feng Xingying is like a butterfly piercing a flower's finger, threading a needle and thread, sewing up the wound with their miracle method.

In the absence of various instruments, it is not easy to do any surgery.

Fortunately, Feng Xingying has awakened the ice attribute, and can freeze the wound at any time to prevent all kinds of blood collapse.

Both Nangong Zhuo and General Du Heng raised their hearts in their throats. They wanted to ask a question, but did not dare to speak.

For fear of annoyed Feng Xingying, a goddess with a bad temper.

What if she was unhappy and gave up on the diagnosis and treatment of His Majesty?

This is half of the blood exchange, isn't it playing dead people?

Knowing that he was short-tempered, Du Heng simply covered his mouth, for fear of uttering a syllable and saying the wrong word.

It is true that a country cannot live without a king for a day, but what the Dali country cannot do without is the present His Majesty, not the spineless traitor like the Crown Prince.

As long as His Majesty can live, no matter how bad-tempered this little genius doctor is, no matter how much he does something wrong, they will have to endure it.

But fortunately.

Feng Xingying stopped first, found a basin of warm water, and used acacia leaves to clean the blood and dirt on her hands little by little.

"Okay, he can wake up in half an hour, and the other things have nothing to do with me. I'll take a nap first, Yunxiang, go and borrow the imperial pantry and make a few bowls of soup for the two of them to drink." Feng Xingying said, and casually Lost a booklet to Yunxiang, and disappeared.

Rue Xiang is inexplicably excited, and the lady has a new recipe. Although the ingredients are rather strange things such as spirit beast blood, spirit beast brain, spirit beast bone marrow, etc., but Rue Xiang is confident to make it delicious.

Because of the recipe given by the lady, there is no fault.

As for the messed up imperial palace, what has it to do with them? They just passed by and borrowed a royal kitchen for a soy sauce.

After Feng Xingying stayed in the space for two hours, she came out.

The palace is still a mess.

Waiting for her are Nangong Zhuo and the favorite concubine. This woman is obviously very fond of His Majesty.

"Can I go?" Feng Xingying asked immediately.

"Of course, I'll send someone to send the girl out of the palace." Concubine Chong's face was charming and friendly, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Feng Xingying did not want to communicate more with the people in the palace: "No, I will go back myself."

"His Royal Highness Leng, in fact, has always been worried about the girl. He has done a lot for you silently. This time General Du was able to come to the rescue because he received a notice from His Highness Leng." Concubine Chong suddenly reminded.

"Who are you from?" Feng Xingying narrowed her eyes, she had already noticed that this favorite concubine, in addition to being daring, was already a great spiritual master.

The dignified spiritual master, instead of practicing hard, went to the palace to serve an old man, and by the way, played palace fights with a group of trivial women?

She blinded her twenties and her beautiful face. Lonely looked back and said ps: 10 more, good night, the owed reward plus more will be sent tomorrow