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Chapter 60 You Should Feel the Suffering of All Beings
Mrs. Qin backed away in fright, turned her head and ordered.

"Luluo! Go to the doctor immediately!"

"You two hurry up and go to the front yard to inform the prime minister!"

"Also! Tell the guards to seal off the mansion immediately, no one is allowed to enter or leave, and all the cooks and cooks in the dining room are detained! Everyone who has come into contact with Miss Jin today is strictly guarded!"

Although Mrs. Qin panicked, her mind was extremely clear. A series of strict orders were issued, and the servants immediately followed them.

All the places that could go out from the back door of the mansion gate were blocked. The guards came after hearing the sound and guarded all the courtyards.

At this moment, Li Shang sent away He Lianjing, who was preparing for the imperial examination, and sent Shen Jingyuan to him. After opening the Yurun ointment, he heard the movement outside. He looked up, and the six sons ran into the courtyard , uttered a sentence that made him almost a bolt from the blue.

"My lord! Something happened to Miss Jin!"

The government doctors were carrying the medicine box and were rushed to Jinxiu Courtyard by several guards holding their necks. They calmly felt the pulse, but their hands trembled. One by one, they watched Zhao Yong who came in a hurry and dared not answer.

"What happened to Jinjin!" Zhao Yong asked angrily.

"Forgive me, my lord! Miss has no pulse!"

What does no pulse mean?
Nature is dead.

"How is it possible! The lady didn't feel any discomfort at all other than sleepiness!" Luluo cried anxiously.

The government doctor said in a deep voice: "This matter is strange, Cao Min can only give Miss Jin acupuncture and moxibustion to see if it works."

After finishing speaking, he immediately turned around and opened the medicine box, and the person who had just picked up the silver needle bed opened his eyes.

Shen Jingyuan, who came back from Lihun more than ten years ago, was lying on the couch full of doubts and pity.

How could she be dragged by a mortal for half her life?

"As the main god and the next Dao of Heaven, you should experience the suffering of all living beings yourself." A thick and sacred voice came from the distant void.

Lai Qian immediately stood up straight in the void and bowed his head respectfully.

Shen Jingyuan pursed her lips: "In the past, I saw all beings in the plane."

Immediately, the sacred and deep voice could no longer be contained, and he complained bitterly: "You can see it? How many creatures are there in a plane, do you know what they have experienced? It is ruthless to only judge right and wrong fatuous!"

"I heard from the gods yesterday that you bastard drove the ninth son of the dragon god into the abyss of hell and released it today after 300 years. Although he killed the moon girl, the dragon's tendon was pulled and the dragon's root was cut off. That's how it is."

"A mistake is a mistake. The moon girl died but he lived, so he should suffer." Shen Jingyuan paused: "The moon girl is in charge of the rising and setting of the moon, because she has problems in several planes of the gods. It’s not that I have found a suitable candidate to succeed me, there are more troubles.”

Tiandao was a little annoyed: "It should be punished, but it can't be punished to hell Yuanjing! Where is that place? Although the demon god Yuanjing is asleep, but which of the two guardians is not mad? I heard that the tortured by the dragon is not like a dragon. The moon girl reincarnated forever and may return to the void, but can the broken dragon root grow back? No offspring and grandchildren will be cut off."

Shen Jingyuan touched her nose: "Be careful with what you say, I'm still a girl."

Tiandao immediately sneered: "Girl? Miss, is she still dying to read forbidden books in the temple?"

He didn't bother to talk to Shen Jingyuan anymore: "I let you see the first half of Yun Zhaohua's life, how about it? She has a few lives in her hands and her perverted personality is annoying, shouldn't she be sentenced to the hell of Yuanjing?" what?"

Shen Jingyuan was silent for a moment.

Tiandao snorted: "Sure enough, some things can only be understood after experiencing, right? Wrong? It's just because of different positions."

"You secretly used divine power to stop the wind and thunder god from raining. You can't just let it go. From today onwards, I will give you this sickness-ridden backlash, so that you can experience the pain of illness in the mortal world."

Tiandao angrily provoked her to say another sentence: "In my place, it is wrong for you to use your divine power without obeying the destiny. I don't care how many lives you saved."

After the words fell silent, a thick golden light penetrated into Zhao Jinjin's body, invading the internal organs and bone marrow.

Seeing that people woke up suddenly, everyone was shocked in place, Qin Huairong wept with joy and just wanted to make a sound, but he didn't want him to suddenly turn sideways and spit out a mouthful of dirty blood with a wow.

This change frightened everyone in the room.

Shen Jingyuan scolded her mother in her heart, only felt that her heart and lungs were in great pain, and after the fishy smell rushed up her throat and vomited it out, she passed out again before she had time to say anything.

At night, red leaves and green radishes stood by the bed and played fans. The person on the bed was pale and lifeless.

Qin Huairong and Zhao Yong were talking softly behind the screen.

The woman wiped her tears: "Who has such a poisonous heart? The imperial doctor said that the poison on Jinjin's body has penetrated into his lungs. Although he saved a life now, he can only be carefully raised, and nothing will come out. I'm just this one daughter..."

Zhao Yong is heartbroken, his eyes are dark, it is difficult not to implicate this matter with Tang Juhai, the person Tang Juhai selected in advance for the imperial examination has not yet entered, and it is inevitable that he will be hated as the examiner, now Li Shang Having won three prizes in a row, the number one scholar in the palace examination has been guaranteed. The emperor felt sorry for the Xiao family, and was more willing to send out a champion who won four prizes in a row during the Changhe period, so as to create auspiciousness.

In Tang Juhai Dynasty, no new emperor entered the arena, which made him suffer a dumb loss, but he was the one who bore the brunt of the revenge.

It's just strange, the dark guards thoroughly searched the entire mansion, tortured everyone, but there was no trace of poisoning, it was really getting worse.

Zhao Yong thought of looking at his daughter behind the screen.

Fortunately, Jinjin was fine, otherwise he would have made the Tang family pay a heavy price!
"This matter has not been found out."

"Ma'am, everyone knows your enemy and mine."

Qin Huairong grabbed the handkerchief resentfully: "They are too arrogant!"

Zhao Yong got up: "There will always be a day when the account is settled after the fall. Let the mansion be unsealed, and there is no need to investigate."

Even his hidden guards couldn't find out, so there was basically no clue.

"Take good care of Jinjin, the Zhao and Qin residences have no shortage of precious medicinal materials."

"It's late at night, let's rest."

After turning off the lights and closing the courtyard, Qin Huairong and Zhao Yong reluctantly watched Shen Jingyuan for a while and then left, while the red leaves and green radishes scattered and the servant girls leaned on the side of the bed and watched, secretly wiping away tears.

In the dream, the ravings came to my ears.

Shen Jingyuan was asleep at first, but she didn't want to be woken up by a pitiful voice. She opened her eyes in a daze, and saw the two girls who were already asleep beside the bed.

"Mother... Mother..."

"Mother...I miss you so much..."

"mother…"

This person's voice was extremely weak, and when he heard it he was dying, Shen Jingyuan frowned, only then did he realize that it was Yun Zhaohua's voice.

"Mother..." she was sobbing, "Mother...they all hurt me..."

"Mother... Ah Hua misses you so much..."

The voice was desolate and sad, and it became weaker and weaker. Shen Jingyuan felt a little strange, and released his consciousness, covering the prime minister's mansion and searching all the way to the imperial palace.

(End of this chapter)