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Sikong Ji was confused by Ming Ruoxie¡¯s eyes that were as cunning as a little fox. Before he could react, he saw Ming Ruoxie ringing the bell for the third time!
"when!"
The bell rang, and Fang Jiujin jumped up at the porch over there.
"I'll go! Is there something wrong with my ears, sir?" He suddenly grabbed Pei Wu's arm, "Three times? Is that right?"
Pei Wu couldn't answer.
because¡ª¡ª
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
Once again, three more bells rang in succession.
The sound of the bell still carries an ancient meaning and can be heard from afar.
However, everyone from the abbot, to Mrs. Feng, to Minister Wu, to those placing bets, to the cowherd boy in the distance, seemed to have been cast a restraining spell.
Their current expressions are almost the same, with their eyes widened in disbelief and their mouths wide open, almost enough to stuff a duck egg¡ª¡ª
Everyone suspected that there was something wrong with their ears.
Six sounds!
The bell rings six times!
This world is fantasy!
"It seems like it doesn't take much effort." Ming Ruoxie muttered to himself in a low voice after knocking six times.
Only Sikong Ji, who was standing next to her, heard this sentence.
Sikong Ji's pupils shrank, and when he saw that her hand seemed to be moving again, he immediately rushed up with black lines and cold sweat all over his body, clasped her hand tightly, and shouted in a low voice: "No. move!"
Ming Ruoxie:
¡°Brother, are you robbing?¡± She looked at him speechlessly.
At this moment, Sikongji felt extremely helpless.
He held her hand tightly, and then tried hard to pull her hand away from the bell. He lowered his voice, "What do you want to do?"
"Ring the bell, I will continue to ring for them. Didn't I just say that? If you don't let me smile playfully, I will be tempted to slap them in the face when I get serious."
Sikong Ji felt that his heart was about to get bad.
He pulled her hand away, hugged her whole body and arms tightly, took her two steps back, and said in her ear: "Look, look, their faces are all gone." It¡¯s all swollen.¡±
"Really?" Ming Ruoxie blinked and looked around.
"Yes. Pretend to faint now, Ruoruo, my little ancestor, you can't be so lively after ringing the bell for six times." Sikong Ji's heart failed.
"Are you pretending to be weak?"
"Ancestor, faint." He was helpless.
"Oh well."
Isn¡¯t it easy to pretend to be weak?
Ming Ruoxie¡¯s right hand covered his face for a while, and then his arm dropped weakly, and he fell into Sikong Ji¡¯s arms.
Sikongji quickly picked her up and hugged her sideways. When he lowered his head, he saw that Ming Ruoxie, whose face was rosy just now, was now as pale as paper, with no blood at all. Even her lips were white and gray.
His forehead twitched.
"Ruoruo!" Sikong Ji shouted in panic, "Doctor! Is there a doctor? Let me have a look quickly."
This cry was a bit sad.
All the servants in Prince Jin¡¯s Mansion were a little speechless.
¡°My lord, is this really such an exaggeration?
Others woke up at this time. It seems that Princess Jin is more like this - correct?
fainted?
died?
After six rings, she doesn¡¯t want to live anymore, right?
Minister Wu and the others brought an imperial doctor with them on this trip. Even the ginseng soup at Huguo Temple was prescribed by the imperial doctor. They were afraid that something might happen to these nobles if they rang the bell.
Now Wu Shilang also saw Ming Ruoxie's extremely pale face, and quickly called the imperial doctor, "Dr. Ding, hurry up, go and diagnose Princess Jin."
Sikongji hugged Ming Ruoxie and ran straight to the passenger compartment.
Others wanted to follow them to see the excitement, but Xingzhui and others were already blocking the way.
"You force our princess to ring the bell. If there is anything wrong with our princess, we will never end it with you!"
Man Yue also stared at them angrily with burning eyes, as if she wanted to tear them all apart.
"What does it have to do with us?"
"It was Master Wu who forced me."
These people have retreated.
However, when they retreated, they suddenly looked at each other again¡ª¡ª
That¡¯s not right, back to the point!
"Did Princess Jin ring the bell six times? Did I hear it correctly?"
"It's really six tones! Then I heard it correctly?"
"Oh my God! Six blasts!"
"Mother, from this point of view, is Princess Jin considered a blessed person who is favored by the Buddha?"
For a moment, it was like water or boiling oil, and everyone could not calm down.
Pei Wu looked down at Fang Jiujin's hand that was tightly clasping his arm, and said in a deep voice, "Can you let go? I have normal flesh, not a copper arm. If you pinch it so hard, it will hurt."
Fang Jiujin finally came to his senses, quickly let go of his hand, leaned over and breathed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, can I give you a blowjob?"
"Get out." Pei Wu turned dark and pushed him away.
He stepped out the door.
"Hey, Pei Wu, where are you going?" Fang Jiujin subconsciously wanted to follow him, but Master Fang held him tightly.
"How many more troubles do you want to cause, you bastard? Just calm down!"
Mr. Fang also came back to his senses at this time. When he thought of the six bells that followed just now, his heart was filled with confusion.
Mom, is something big going to happen?
The secret guard of Xia Tuguo, who was hidden in the crowd, quietly sent the letter.
In addition, a few people who had been standing in the dark corner for a long time turned around and left.
"Look at the results of Princess Jin's diagnosis and treatment."
"yes."
Dr. Ding sat beside the bed and watched King Jin carefully pull Princess Jin's wrist out of the quilt. His hands seemed to be trembling.
"Please trouble Doctor Ding."
"Your Majesty, you're welcome."
Dr. Ding¡¯s hand connected with Ming Ruoxie¡¯s pulse.
Xingzhui and Zifu shook their heads and sighed at the same time. They all remembered the results of every time Dr. Tao diagnosed the princess's pulse¡ª¡ª
¡°Well, another doctor may be frightened.
Sure enough, just as they were thinking this, there was a bang, and Dr. Ding fell from the stool and sat on the ground, looking at Ming Ruoxie on the bed in horror.
Because he was so frightened, he couldn't control his voice and almost screamed to the point of breaking his voice.
"Princess Jin, this, this, this, this, this is the untreatable pulse of a dying person - ugh!"
At the end of the sentence, he reacted and immediately looked at Sikong Ji in horror, then crawled and rolled away from the bed, covering his mouth.
He, he, he, what did he just say?
He didn¡¯t mean to say that. In fact, Princess Jin¡¯s pulse condition is really like this.
The man lying on the roof jumped down quietly, used Qinggong and left.
Sikong Ji¡¯s ears twitched slightly, and there was a dark color in his eyes.
Ah.
He looked at Imperial Doctor Ding, swayed, and covered his chest, "I don't believe it¡ª"
He showed it vividly with a look of grief, shock and despair.
Even looking at the falling stars and the purple floating full moon makes me want to cry.
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