The Cold-blooded Emperor's Vengeful Concubine

As soon as Baili Haoxuan arrived at the camp, he picked up the unconscious Yun Jingman, looked cold, and shouted, "Come here all the accompanying imperial doctors!"

He entered the tent and came to the bed, gently put Yun Jingman on the bed, gently stroked Yun Jingman's black hair that was soaked with sweat from her forehead, and looked at her slightly frowned brows. Baili Haoxuan reached out and smoothed her slightly frowned brows.

"It must hurt..." he murmured to himself.

It reminded him of the day when she cried foolishly because of the injury on his shoulder, and said: "It hurts a lot, Haoxuan, it hurts a lot..."

Five years ago, he blocked the butterfly mark for Sang Yu Hanyan. Today, this spy sent by the Mo Dan Kingdom to lurk in the palace actually blocked the butterfly mark for him. Is this destined?

"Greetings to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor." The accompanying imperial physician hurried over, his forehead covered in sweat from jogging, and knelt down respectfully.

"Come here and take a look at Concubine Qing's injuries." Baili Haoxuan didn't even look at the imperial physician, but just gave the order coldly.

The imperial physician stood up, walked over to the bed, and saw a large patch of red blood on the chest of Baili Haoxuan's bright yellow dragon robe.

"Your Majesty, let me take a look at the wounds on your body first. There is so much blood, the injury must be serious." The imperial physician said in a bit of surprise.

Baili Haoxuan followed the line of sight of the imperial physician, lowered his eyes to look at the pool of blood on his chest, then glanced at Yun Jingman, and said coldly: "This is not mine. Come and take a look at the Concubine Qing."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The imperial physician used a red thread to feel Yun Jingman's pulse, and then looked at the blood that was constantly flowing from Yun Jingman's chest.

"Your Majesty. Fortunately, the butterfly mark is not poisonous, otherwise Her Majesty's life would be in danger. However, the butterfly mark is deep in Her Majesty's chest, and I'm afraid it will have to be pulled out forcibly to stop the bleeding. Otherwise, she will bleed to death." The imperial physician informed Baili Haoxuan of the diagnosis.

"Then, I will draw the banner for you, Madam."

"But..." The imperial physician hesitated, lowered his head, and avoided eyes.

"But what?" Baili Haoxuan shot a cold gaze towards the imperial physician.

"If the butterfly mark can be pulled out, then the queen will be fine. But what if, during the process of pulling out the mark, the queen can't breathe? Maybe, maybe..."

Before the imperial physician finished speaking, Baili Haoxuan knew what was going on. He knew that pulling out the flag was not an easy task. If he made a mistake, the woman in front of him might really die.

"How can we increase the success rate of pulling out the target?" Baili Haoxuan looked at Yun Jingman, whose rosy complexion was gradually disappearing and turning pale, with his blue eyes, and a sense of strangeness flashed through his heart.

"This can only rely on Your Majesty's own will. If Your Majesty is strong-willed and can hold on, then there will naturally be no problem. If..." If it was not good, the imperial physician did not dare to say it out loud, for fear that the emperor would suddenly become furious and he would not be able to bear it.

"Bring me all the best medicines you brought with you. I will personally remove the medicine for my beloved concubine." Baili Haoxuan ordered.

"Yes!" After receiving the order, the imperial physician turned and left the tent.

"Wake up, wake up quickly." Baili Haoxuan slapped Yun Jingman's face, trying to wake her up. But Yun Jingman, who was in a coma, did not respond at all.

Baili Haoxuan slapped Yun Jingman hard. With a "pa" sound, five big red fingerprints were left on Yun Jingman's pale face.

Yun Jingman, who was hurt by the slap, woke up slowly. He opened his hazy eyelids and felt a burning sensation on his face and blood flowing on his chest.

"Am I dead?" Seeing the phantom-like Baili Haoxuan, he caught a glimpse of something strange in her blue eyes, like the blurred scene in a dream, is she dead?

"Who dares to talk about death without my permission?" The domineering and powerful words concealed the strangeness in his heart.

"Your Majesty...I am not dead?"

"Yes."

"Haha, you're still alive..." The weak breath was as soft as a thread.

"Don't talk, save your strength to pull out the marker."

"Pull the mark?"

"Correct."

"Your Majesty, all the herbs are here. This ginseng slice should be held in your mouth to help boost your energy. These wound and hemostatic drugs will be used after the wound is removed." The imperial physician brought all the herbs. Fortunately, he brought all the herbs he needed, otherwise...

"Well, you can go out." Baili Haoxuan said coldly.

After the imperial physician left, Baili Haoxuan added an embroidered pillow to prop up Yun Jingman, "Are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid." Yun Jingman said firmly. What kind of pain has she not experienced? She believed that she could survive this little bit of pulling out the nail.

Baili Haoxuan fed Yun Jingman some ginseng slices, then lowered his head and forcefully tore off Yun Jingman's clothes, revealing a bloody wound with blood gushing out...

Baili Haoxuan rolled up his sleeves and asked coldly, "Are you ready?"

"Yeah." Yun Jingman's eyes were firm. She didn't know why she felt trust in her heart.

Without hesitation, he quickly grabbed the head of the butterfly dart and pulled it hard. Blood splattered everywhere, even onto Baili Haoxuan's face...

Yun Jingman fainted due to a stitch in the side...

Baili Haoxuan saw Yun Jingman's chest, which was heaving with a breath, suddenly stop. His heart seemed to be kneaded by a pair of hands. He said in a panic, "Wake up, wake up..."

Calling again and again, but unable to wake up, the person who fainted...

I feel flustered, but I can’t calm down. My understanding of my heart and people…