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With this said, many people present were surprised.

Old woman looked at Qian Shan, and said: "Little girl, tell me the cause and effect!"

Qian Shan did not like the late emperor from the start, so how could he leave any face for him? He did not care about the servants being present, and told them everything about how Wen Yi and the Empress Dowager had given Wen Yi a marriage as Flying Dragon Sect's master that day, and how she was forced to enter the palace by the late emperor as his daughter. She was a woman who sought truth from facts, and did not speak a single word of falsehood.

Everyone was silent for a moment.

The three young masters of the Zhang Clan were not officials, so they usually did not bother with the matters of the Imperial Court and did not ask about it. Now, hearing Qian Shan's words, he was even more glad that he hadn't entered the government that year. Being like a tiger with a king, his words were not wrong. If the late emperor was even willing to treat his own son in such a way, then wouldn't they, as subjects, have made their camps step by step?

Old Mistress Zhang kept quiet for a while before letting out a long sigh. "What's so strange about that?" He had always been a vicious and merciless person. Others might not know, but I walked all the way from the Emperor's dynasty to see how many times I saw them and how much of my heart was hurt? "

The Lord Sikong looked at Qian Shan doubtfully. "Did the Empress Dowager really give such a decree?"

Qian Shan laughed coldly, "When the empress dowager gave the order that day, although there were no important members of the imperial court present, the people serving within the palace still heard about it. Your excellency can ask Wan Niang, whether she was the empress dowager's personal palace maid or the one who served the food that day, I suspect that she was deeply valued by the empress dowager. "If you do not believe me, you can investigate!"

Lord Sikong became silent. He subconsciously believed in Qian Shan's words, but on the one hand he was trying to convince himself that late emperor was not such a terrible person. The previous empress dowager was someone he respected, because she had once saved his father. It was also because of this matter that the Zhang family always remembered the Flying Dragon Sect's grace.

In terms of ethics, Wen Yi was already the Noble Consort, she was the late emperor's concubine. As his son, Jia Ping Emperor was unable to grant her the title of her concubine. However, looking back on it, Wen Yi and Jia Ping Di had already been friends for three lives before they had even entered the palace. It would be fine if they did not get along, but the empress dowager had decreed that they should get married.

Then, who was the one who disregarded ethics first?

Lord Sikong, who had originally been steadfast in his stance, was now somewhat hesitant.

He shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. Right now, Madam's life is uncertain!"

Just as he finished speaking, footsteps came out from inside, everyone raised their heads, and the door was pulled open with a Yi Ya sound. Zhuge Ming walked out, his hands had fresh blood on his clothes, his face was pale white.

Everyone quickly surrounded him and asked anxiously, "How is it? "How about it?"

Zhuge Ming glanced at Lord Sikong, and said: "I don't know for now, but Wen Yi said that she would have to observe for twenty-four hours before she would know." The old mistress was confused by his ambiguous words. She frowned and asked, "Then is it good or not?"

Qian Shan was about to charge in. "Where's Master?"

Zhuge Ming stopped her, and said: "Your master needs to rest. She's tired!"

Qian Shan saw the strange look on his face and knew that things weren't going to be as simple as he thought. He panicked and wanted to push him away. "Go away, did something happen to my master?"

Zhuge Ming pulled her and said: "Don't worry, she is fine. It's just that she has lost a lot of blood and is a little weak.

Lv Ning was startled, "Why would Noble Consort lose so much blood?"

Everyone looked at Zhuge Ming in astonishment. The one that was injured wasn't Wen Yi, how could she have lost blood?

The Dr. Wen used her own blood to give the to the Madam. However, she said that the two of them might not be of the same blood type, and there might be a possibility of blood rejection. However, at that time, if the blood was not, the Madam would definitely die, so she said that she wanted to take a risk. What made Zhuge Ming depressed was that he did not understand all that Wen Yi had said. Both of them were human and both of them were women. What was the difference in blood? Is it possible that people's blood is different? Also, her method of blood circulation was very strange. She had used a needle to pierce her skin and then used her fingers to force the blood into the lady's body. This was something he had never seen before.

No one knew what Zhuge Ming was saying, but Qian Shan had already rushed in.

Her wrist was wrapped in a white cloth, causing blood to ooze out slightly. This type of needle was very big, she made it herself, it was originally used to poison blood, but when it was urgent, it was used to transfusion blood, causing the wounds on the blood vessels to be too big, and required a hemostasis bandage to stop the blood from flowing out.

Lady Zhang laid on the bed, her face was not as pale as Wen Yi's, but she was not as pale as Wen Yi's, she had her eyes closed and her mouth was slightly opened, revealing a powder at the corner of her mouth. It was Wen Yi's hemostatic powder. She had put on a large garment to cover her wounds, and her hands hung over the bed, her fingernails astonishingly white.

Seeing that everyone had entered, Wen Yi struggled to get up, but Qian Shan suppressed her and said: "Lie down, you look weak!"

Wen Yi laughed, "It's not as weak as you think, I just need to rest for a bit."

Zhuge Ming said in a low voice: "You passed so much blood to her, why are you fine?"

Wen Yi looked at Zhuge Ming, her eyes clearly revealing her worry and pain, she laughed: "It's fine, there's something called bone marrow in the human body, it has the ability to produce blood. I don't have many other things, but I have more bone marrow, so you don't have to worry about me!"

She glanced at Madam Zhang, and her expression turned into one of genuine worry. "I'm only worried about the rejection of blood …" In modern times, she was an O type blood, an O type blood could be said to be a universal recipient, but after transmigrating to this world, she did not know what kind of blood type her body was.

Zhang Eldest Young Master walked to Wen Yi's side, took a firm step, and then bowed with his hands folded in front and said: "No matter what, I don't care about my mother.

Wen Yi was feeling anxious. She had said the truth earlier, it was a decision made in a moment of desperation, if she did not undergo an emergency blood transfusion, then Lady Zhang would be dead. She had considered the possibility of blood type mismatch, but there were no other choices.

He could only hope that his body would still have O type blood.

Thank you, Lady Zhang." When Young Master Zhang bowed to her, she wasn't very calm. She was even a bit afraid, afraid that Lady Zhang would lose her life due to hemolysis, which would be a huge sin. In the modern era, this could be considered a medical accident. She raised her head and looked at Young Master Zhang, then said with a complicated tone, "You don't have to thank me, I don't even have the confidence to do it myself!

Zhang Eldest Young Master raised his head and looked straight at Wen Yi, and said: "If my mother can be saved, that is my Noble Consort's kindness. After pausing for a moment, he continued in a soft voice, "This humble one has the guts to request another favor from Noble Consort!"

Before Wen Yi could reply, Qian Shan was already blocking his way, and snorted: "All of you are laughing, just now you were chasing my master away, and now you are begging her to do something, all of you are actually so embarrassed!"

Wen Yi glanced at Qian Shan, and said: "Listen to what Eldest Young Master has to say!"

Eldest Young Master looked at Qian Shan, and said: "I beg Noble Consort, please let this lowly one take down the hairpin to have a look."

Wen Yi was startled, "What are you looking at her hairpin for? Besides, please beg her for this matter. The hairpin is hers, not mine! "

Old Lady Zhang also said unhappily, "As a man, what do you need a woman's hairpin for?"

Qian Shan did not expect him to mention this matter, so he immediately became angry, "Master, you do not know about the evil scheme of his family, they say that I am their lost little sister, so that I can stand on the same side as them and kick you out of the palace. This family has evil intentions, I already said that I should not save them!"

Wen Yi looked at Eldest Young Master Zhang in astonishment. Eldest Young Master Zhang immediately replied: I'm not spouting nonsense, Noble Consort, please listen to what I have to say.

Qian Shan stood in front of Wen Yi, and said angrily: "My master is extremely weak right now, let her rest well, don't disturb her, if there are any problems, wait for her to recover!"

Looking at Qian Shan's somewhat guarded face, Wen Yi more or less knew what she was thinking. She had never had a mother or father since she was young, and her closest kin was the Flying Dragon Sect. She had also used many years of time to convince herself that she was an orphan. For such a large group of people to suddenly say that they were her family, she actually felt joy in her heart. However, she was also afraid that if the truth was proven to be false, then she wouldn't be able to accept this kind of loss.

She said to Eldest Young Master Zhang: "Let's talk about this later!"

"But …" Zhang Eldest Young Master still wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by Wen Yi, "Right now, the most important thing is Madam's injuries. If you can pass these past 24 hours safely, she will be fine, you guys support her from her side, and talk to her."

Everyone's attention shifted, Wen Yi saw that Qian Shan seemed to be relieved, but at the same time, a little disappointed. She felt pity for the little girl, so she reached out to grab her hands and whispered: "No matter what, you already have me as your relative."

In other words, regardless of whether the Zhang family were her relatives or not, she was not alone.

Qian Shan nodded, feeling a little nervous. She thought she had hidden herself well, but her master had seen through her thoughts. Right! She originally thought that she was a leftover from death, but suddenly, a group of people came and said that she was her family. This kind of shock was not small.

Suddenly, she stretched out her hand and snatched away Qian Shan's hairpin. Qian Shan was unprepared for her, but she didn't expect her to suddenly make a move. An old man who even needed someone to support him when walking, was actually so quick and nimble. She guessed that he must have been a good person when he was young.

As such, she snatched the hairpin away from Qian Shan and stared at her blankly, unable to recover from her shock.

When she came back to her senses and reached out to snatch it back, the madame ordered, "Bring the other hairpin!"

Eldest Young Master immediately reacted and rushed over to open the jewelry box on the makeup table. He took out a jade hairpin and quickly ran back to the old lady to give it to her. The old lady compared the two hairpins for a bit before raising her head to Qian Shan and handing it to her: "Take a look at it yourself!"

Qian Shan didn't accept it, but his eyes were focused on the two hairpins that looked exactly the same. It was just that his hairpin was wrapped in pure gold due to the broken hairpin. However, excluding this, the two hairpins were a pair. The carving at the end of the hairpin was exactly the same as the pattern on the left and right of the hairpin.

Thousand Mountains didn't receive it, but Wen Yi received it. She looked at the carvings on the hairpin carefully. She raised her head and asked, "Xiuying is …"

Zhang Eldest Young Master immediately replied: "My mother's maiden name is Xiuying!"