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Chapter 66 Life hangs by a thread

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    "Damn it!" Ling Zimo cursed in a low voice, strode forward, almost snatched the wound medicine from her hand, hummed, and said in a deep voice, "Get out!"

    "Yes, yes" Chuchun hurried out, not forgetting to close the door behind him.

    Mengdie saw Ling Zimo's somewhat embarrassed expression, and couldn't help but giggled with her mouth covered.

    Ling Zimo said with a straight face, "Why don't you come over to get the medicine?"

    Mengdie stuck out her tongue playfully, walked forward obediently, and stretched out her injured hand.

    Ling Zimo's face was ugly, but his movements were extremely gentle.  Mengdie waited for him to apply the medicine neatly, and then took the initiative to send a kiss on his cheek, and his face softened.

    Mengdie sat in his arms: "Don't you ask what happened in Jing'an Temple today?"

    "I only care about who made you like this!" Ling Zimo's tone was still very displeased.

    "Is it so important who made it?" Mengdie sighed, "Concubine Ru also went to Jing'an Temple today."

    Only then did Ling Zimo show a hint of surprise.

    "Of course she got out of the palace by disguising herself as a royal guard."

    "What is she trying to do with all this trouble?"

    "She asked me to tell you, don't overdo your acting, otherwise it will be bad for everyone."

    Ling Zimo pondered for a while: "That's all?"

    Mengdie thought for a while and replied, "She still asked me to leave."

    Ling Zimo snorted coldly: "I knew it!"

    The two fell silent at the same time.  Ling Zimo didn't ask how Mengdie answered Rufei, and Mengdie didn't give any explanation.  It seemed that both of them knew the answer in their hearts, and words became superfluous.

    "Zimo, please answer me a question." Mengdie suddenly sat upright and stared at him without blinking.

    "Tell me." Seeing her serious face, Ling Zimo also became serious.

    Mengdie said word by word: "You do support the prince, but you want to get rid of the concubine Ru, right?"

    Ling Zimo was slightly taken aback, his eyes showed surprise, and after a while he suddenly smiled: "My Die'er is really smart!"

    But Mengdie didn't smile: "You want to help the crown prince come to power, but you want to kill his mother! In the future, when the new emperor ascends the throne, what should you do with yourself?" At the end of the speech, her face became more serious.

    Seeing Mengdie's eyes full of concern and worry, Ling Zimo couldn't help smiling slightly, and took her into his arms again: "I have my own calculations, don't worry about it."

    "It's not that I want to worry about it," Mengdie sighed, "but that this matter is really too risky."

    "Brother's heart is too soft. If he becomes a great position, if the concubine wants to meddle in the government, he will have nothing to do. Moreover, she has something to ask of me now, but she will also hide it in the future. Keep her, for us, for us.  Da Zhou is a scourge. If I want to help elder brother rise to power, I must get rid of her to be at ease."

    "But, you don't have an idea yet, do you?" Mengdie asked softly, caressing an embroidery on his sleeve unconsciously.

    Ling Zimo held her hand: "I'll tell you, I really don't have a good idea right now, but there will definitely be one. I'm just waiting for an opportunity. In order for Concubine Ru to lose control of the government, she doesn't have to kill her."  She. In fact, Eldest Brother is very sensible, as long as Concubine Ru is saved, he will not make things difficult for us in the future."

    Mengdie thought for a long time, finally nodded, but then sighed: "Zimo, I really miss the days in other courtyards."

    Ling Zimo's hand tightened for a moment, he rubbed his cheek against the top of her hair, and said in a low voice, "Hurry up, Die'er! Hurry up!"

    "It's okay," Mengdie raised her face and smiled warmly, "I will wait for you, always waiting for you!"

    With Mengdie protecting her, of course Zi Hua would not be hit by the board.  Even so, she knelt in the garden for three hours by herself, even without dinner.  No matter how much Mengdie persuaded her, she refused to get up, so she had to let her go, and only quietly asked Chuchun to save food for her.

    Regarding this, Ling Zimo just snorted and said no more.  Everyone knew that this matter would be exposed in this way.  Fortunately, Mengdie's hand was not seriously injured, so he let it go.

    After returning from the other hospital, it was almost a month before Mengdie had already taken the second pill.  Although Chunyuqian was not around, Mengdie had been taking the medicine according to his last prescription. Apart from his pale face, there was nothing serious about it.

    Ling Zimo stays in Xuyuan almost every night, and usually returns before nightfall as much as possible.

    This night, after returning a little later, Mengdie had already fallen asleep.

    ? I asked Zihua, and knew that Lin Xihan had just left, and that Mengdie had helped him drain his energy and blood before going to bed, so I stopped thinking about it. ?Go to bed quietly, hold Mengdie in her arms, and soon fall into a deep sleep.

    It was nearly June at this time, and the coldness of the night had long since disappeared, and the two of them were only covered with a thin layer of silk quilt.  However, Ling Zimo felt that the more he slept, the colder he got. In the middle of the night, a biting chill suddenly hit his whole body, and he couldn't help but slapped him.  In the midst of a haze, his hand suddenly touched the wet and sticky piece of mattress, and a thick bloody smell came to his nostrils. He was startled and immediately woke up.

    The lights in the room were flickering, Ling Zimo sat up suddenly, lifted the quilt, and his heart stopped immediately.

    Meng Die was still sleeping quietly, however, under the dim light and shadow, her face was so pale that there was no trace of life.  What was shocking was that the mattress under her was almost completely soaked in blood, and even the underwear on Ling Zimo's body was also stained red.

    Ling Zimo suddenly felt unable to breathe. He slowly stretched out his hand and touched Mengdie's cheek lightly. Her cheek was cold.

    "Dieer" He called carefully, as if whispering.  She didn't move.

    With a crisp sound of "Zheng", Ling Zimo looked down, and the jade wrench finger in his hand, which never left his body, suddenly burst into a crack for no reason, like a weird smile.  A wave of panic swept over his body, he was so frightened for a moment that he didn't dare to touch Mengdie again, let alone sniff her.

    However, the slowly expanding blood stains on the mattress finally woke him up.

    "Dieer!" Suddenly, he let out a heart-piercing cry.

    When Lin Xihan hurried over with Zihua, he entered the room and only took a look, as if a string in his heart was suddenly pulled tightly.  On the blood-stained bed, Ling Zimo hugged Mengdie tightly in his arms, motionless, as if the two had died at the same time, but they still maintained an intimate posture.

    Chuchun sat paralyzed on the ground, looking like he was half dead, his face was so pale and blue, he knew how to cry before, but this time he was so frightened that he even forgot to cry.

    Zi Hua stopped when she reached the door, not daring to go in again.

    Lin Xihan's palms were already filled with cold sweat, but he was still rational. Knowing that even Ling Zimo was in a state of confusion at this time, he had to stay awake all the more.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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