After forcibly taking the blood of the sick and delicate prince to continue his life

Chapter 19 Wonderland on earth

Author: Yu Yuan Guiyu

Chapter 19 Wonderland on Earth

Um?

Hasn't she introduced herself yet?

Sin, sin, impoliteness, it's really impolite.

Yan Qi finished chewing the rice porridge in his mouth and gave it a big smile: "How can I let my benefactor ask me personally? The little girl's name is Yan Qi."

She thought for a while and finally said her original name.

Yue Huan's name is still somewhat well-known, and it's not her real name.

She still wants to use her name to people outside the palace.

"Yan Qi, why does it sound so disgusting? No, no, no, it's too unlucky."

"I'll call you Qiqi from now on. It's simple and easy to remember."

Wen Mo felt a little dissatisfied that the name was not pleasant, and it was unlucky to call him a good name.

Yan Qi: Thank you so much!

When it comes to being disgusted, just say it if you are lazy!

The smile on his face did not reveal the beauty of mountains and rivers: "The benefactor can do whatever he wants, even Yan Qi."

"Don't call me benefactor or anything like that. Calling me old makes you feel free to call me Wen Mo."

Wen Mo looked quite generous.

"Okay, little sun."

Yan Qi is a person who listens to advice. Since she is asked to be casual, she must listen to advice.

The sons and daughters of Jianghu do not stick to trivial matters because they are generous.

Wen Mo's eyebrows were slightly stunned, "Little Yang? What kind of invincible and childish name is this?"

"My name is Wen Mo!"

Yan Qi felt that Wen Mo's reaction was too cute, so he deliberately teased him, "I heard, Little Sun called Wen Mo. Don't worry, I'm not deaf yet."

Wen Mo's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He glared at Yan Qi angrily, but he couldn't do anything about her.

She also holds a grudge too much, so why don't we just give her a name that's nicer and easier to remember?

She rewarded the childish and shameful Little Sun! She wanted him to be dignified...cough! It's too difficult for a grown man to call him this name.

"What's the matter, little sun?"

Yan Qi looked at Wen Mo who turned away angrily while holding the bowl without saying a word, pretending to be confused.

She didn't choose this name out of nowhere. She really felt that Wen Mo was very warm. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a smiling face. Isn't it the little sun?

But it's much more pleasant than Jiang Qi's cold ice face.

After a while, Wen Mo left and came back again, holding a bowl of dark, steaming soup in his hand.

"Drink the medicine!"

Wen Mo's face was still smelly, but he still carefully blew the medicine to cool it down before putting it to Yan Qi's lips.

Yan Qi stopped teasing and drank the medicine obediently.

As soon as I took a sip, my whole little face wrinkled up.

"Wen Mo, it's so painful."

Damn it, the original owner’s body is just a medicine jar, why hasn’t he built up a tolerance yet?

This is also unreasonably painful.

Wen Mo looked at her miserable look, his face became less dark, and his mood seemed to be a little bit happy.

Little one!

It fell into my hands.

He is very kind and kind, and only adds a little bit of bitterness to it.

"Good medicine tastes bitter. How can there be medicine that is not bitter?"

Listen, it's so reasonable, it shouldn't be too perfect.

Wen Mo was so impressed by his wit that he took another spoonful and put it to Yan Qi's lips.

Yan Qi's expression changed instantly. Feeding him from such a big bowl and spoonful after spoonful was comparable to torture!

"Well, I'd better drink it by myself. Could you please help me?"

You don't have to look at Yan Qi's smile to know how flattering it is. She thought silently in her heart, people under the roof... can bend and stretch!

Wen Mo felt that Yan Qi became cute again at this moment.

Even the benefactor sounds so pleasant to the ears.

Okay, then he will show mercy and help her.

Wen Mo put the medicine bowl aside, lifted Yan Qi's head and helped her sit up, then picked up the pillow next to her and put it on her back.

Wen Mo used Qiao Jin without any effort, so Yan Qi didn't feel any pain from the wound.

"Give."

Wen Mo handed the bowl to Yan Qi again.

Yan Qi stared at the dark medicine bowl, with a lingering bitter taste in her mouth. She tried her best to mentally prepare herself, and drank it in big gulps as she looked down upon death.

It's fatal.

Yan Qi felt that the most bitter medicine in the world was nothing more than this, as if it was mixed with all the bitterness in the world.

The bitter taste in her stomach made her throat sore.

It was so exciting that she wanted to vomit!

Seeing Yan Qi's red eyes in pain, Wen Mo couldn't help but blame himself. He patted Yan Qi's back: "Are you okay?"

Why should he bother with a patient?

Her illness was destined to be associated with bitter medicine.

Why should he bother her?

"Quick! Drink some water."

Wen Mo hurriedly poured a bowl of water and fed it to Yan Qi to drink.

Yan Qi was like a fish on the verge of extinction, and finally got a breather.

"Preserved fruits, are there any candied fruits?"

She clutched Wen Mo's sleeve tightly, looking extremely pitiful.

"No." Wen Mo couldn't bear it.

What a shame, how could he, a grown man, prepare such sweet things?

"Be patient, the strength of the medicine will pass after you endure it, be good!"

As if his words seemed a little pale, Wen Mo hurriedly assured: "Next time, next time it won't be so painful."

If he just doesn't punish her next time, she won't suffer so much.

In a panic, Wen Mo accidentally exposed his trap.

Yan Qi suddenly looked at Wen Mo after hearing this.

Wen Mo was caught off guard and met Yan Qi's eyes, and was shocked to realize that he seemed to have brought it upon himself.

Suddenly feeling a little embarrassed, he said, "Um, you rest first, I'll go take a look at the dried herbs!"

He said and ran out in a hurry.

Yan Qi sneered, a stingy man.

She turned her head and looked out the window. Even if she had to make up an excuse, she should find something decent. Where did the sun come from in this cold winter month...

Yan Qi was stunned.

Everywhere you look, the sun is bright and warm, and the breeze blows and flowers bloom.

Suddenly, a head popped out of the window and looked at her fawningly.

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

It was Wen Mo who left and came back again.

Yan Qi ignored the previous suspicion and praised without hesitation: "It's beautiful."

How can it not be beautiful when flowers in different seasons bloom in the same place at the same time without feeling contradictory?

"I was as surprised as you when I first discovered this place. Everything here was too magical, but I felt it should be the way it should be."

The gentle wind is less harsh and biting in winter.

Yan Qi comfortably enjoyed the gentle breeze blowing on his face, and looked at Wen Mo lazily: "Where is this?"

Wen Mo replied: "A fairyland where the four seasons are like spring."

Jiang Qi avoided the soldiers' search and searched for Yue Huan's body at the bottom of the cliff several times, but could not find Yue Huan's body.

He hadn't thought that Yue Huan had fallen to the bottom of Hantan Lake, but he could clearly see it from hiding in the dark.

Those soldiers and Yue Jue who went down in person all returned without success.

Yue Huan just disappeared out of thin air.

Jiang Qi sat deep in the cave, looking at the blazing fire in front of him and lost in thought. That sword hit his heart, and he watched Yue Huan fall off the cliff with his own eyes. Even if there was a deviation, Yue Huan fell into such a harsh environment.

Huan will definitely die!

Where will her body be?

Could it be that this is her conspiracy?

Jiang Qi suddenly remembered Yue Huan's reaction after being hit by the sword, and the look in his eyes was mixed with other things that he couldn't see clearly.

No calling for help, no panic, just closing my eyes and letting me fall.

That woman was determined not to die calmly, or was this just a test for him?

Maybe there is no assassination at all, nor is there any so-called sword falling off a cliff!

He couldn't help but think that Yue Huan seemed to have changed a lot since she refused to drink his blood, and her attitude towards him had become unpredictable and weird!

But if this is really the case, why would Yue Jue personally go to Hantan to look for someone? There are more and more guards.

The solemn atmosphere does not seem fake.

And when Yue Huan fell off the cliff, Yue Jue rushed over with eyes splitting.

He was really scared.

(End of chapter)