Chapter 432: Exchange Blood Five
Nangong Chu's face was not good-looking.
Feng Xingying deliberately demolished him!
If he refuses, he will be unfilial.
But Feng Xingying had a grudge against him, if he did anything in the middle, he would die in vain.
Nangong Chu didn't care about Xingying at all.
More importantly, he was reluctant to take his own life.
He even hoped that Feng Xingying's so-called blood exchange would not be successful, and it would be best if his father Huang and Nangong Ling died together. In this way, he can ascend to the throne with peace of mind, and then get rid of the little trash Nangong Zhuo.
"I'm sorry, I only believe in Imperial Physician Su." Nangong Chu made an excuse: "You are too young, I can't entrust your father's life to you."
"Shut up. Since you don't want to, you can get out. Everyone else will be sent out. There are too many people."
"Yes!"
Du Heng responded with his mouth shut, only to find out, why do you feel that something is wrong?
How did he become under the command of Feng Xingying?
After all, the heaven and earth are big, and the genius doctor is the biggest.
Because the doctor can save my emperor.
Looking at Feng Xingying's confident face, it must be no problem.
Although Du Heng is upright, he is not stupid, and he is very knowledgeable about people. Otherwise, he, the military marshal, can only rely on the peak mysterious spiritual master to become?
"Have you figured it out?" Feng Xingying asked Nangong Ling one last time: "Once the blood exchange begins, there is no room for regret. If you want to resist, I will forcibly knock you out."
"I figured it out!"
"Even if the blood exchange is successful, your body will lose too much blood at one time, and then you will become seriously ill, which will affect your body and spiritual power cultivation. Are you sure?"
"I'm sure." Nangong Ling nodded resolutely, looking at the man on the bed with moist eyes:
"Although the royal father didn't give me the title of prince, he didn't even come to see me, and he didn't give me the title of king, but I know that he loves me, and he did this to protect me.
If I were crowned king, I wouldn't be alive today. "
"it is good."
Feng Xingying's actions are indeed scary.
She said exchange blood, really exchange blood.
Seeing Feng Xingying separating His Majesty's blood vessels, he even stimulated his blood vessels to spurt with spirit needles.
The gurgling black blood looked like murder no matter what.
In order to prevent the blood from cooling and coagulating, Feng Xingying even put people into warm water. The water soon turned a stench of black and red.
Such a terrifying picture is also thanks to a bold concubine and two palace maids who dared to come and help.
If it is useless, count the queen.
The empress woke up, saw her majesty become like this, screamed "kill." and fainted.
Feng Xingying was too lazy to care about her, it was just right to faint, and the whole world would be cleaner.
However, in order to prevent her from waking up again in the middle, Feng Xingying still pierced her sleeping hole to ensure that the Empress had at least six hours of sleep.
Seeing the bloody scene, Nangong Ling felt a little nervous, but let Feng Xingying separate his wrist and took a strange tube straight to His Majesty's chest.
The blood, the feeling of passing, is cold.
"Give him medicine." Feng Xingying ordered.
Yun Xiang poured the prepared medicinal powder into Nangong Ling's mouth.
"You, suck blood for him, don't swallow it, you must spit it out." Feng Xingying pointed to the maid next to her.
The palace maid's legs were weak, but the concubine approached with a pale face: "I'm coming."
After she turned pale with fright, her lips were extraordinarily delicate and beautiful.
Her lips were printed on His Majesty's blackened arm, she took a sip, turned her head and spit it out, her delicate red lips seemed to be stained with a layer of ink, turning into an abnormal black color.