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

Chapter 279 Give her my life

Author: Yu Yuan Guiyu

Chapter 279 Give her my life

"Let go!"

Xuan Qi effortlessly moved Wen Mo's hands around Zhuo Yue's shoulders away. Facing Wen Mo's panicked eyes, Xuan Qi frowned, "You hurt her."

Wen Mo, who was immersed in regret, unconsciously increased his strength. Xuan Qi sat aside and heard Zhuo Yue's gasp.

Wen Mo was a little dazed. He looked at Jiang Qi, who was standing behind Yue Huan in a protective posture, and then looked blankly at Yue Huan's frown.

"I'm sorry Qiqi, I'm sorry."

He repeated this sentence helplessly.

Zhuo Yue took Wen Mo's hand from Xuan Qi's and comforted her softly, "I'm fine Wen Mo, no need to say sorry."

Suddenly——

"Rose Crisp..." is here.

Gosheng appeared at the door with a plate of pastries. When he saw the sudden appearance of more people in the private room, he swallowed his words hard.

The three people in the room all looked at him. Wang Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Xuan Qi. When he saw the other person's deep and dark eyes, he walked in bravely.

Isn't this the peach blossom debt that Young Master Zhuo Yue incurred here?

He actually came to the door in front of the young master?

interesting.

He put down the cake in his hand and asked Xuan Qi in a low voice, "Should I avoid it?"

It was not convenient for him to interfere in the Shura field between the three of them.

"What are you talking about? Sit down."

Xuan Qi glanced at him lightly, ignoring the gloating in his eyes.

"Yes, sit down first. You haven't had your meal yet, right?" Zhuo Yue seemed to have just come to her senses and pulled Wen Mo to the table and sat down.

Zhuo Yue naturally sat down next to Xuan Qi. Wen Mo's eyes dimmed when he saw this scene, and he hurriedly lowered his head and sat next to Yue Huan.

Xuan Qi stretched out his hand and pushed the rose cake he brought from the past life in front of Zhuo Yue, "Eat something to fill your stomach. The food will be served soon."

Wen Mo's eyes fell on Jiang Qi unconsciously, and he found that Jiang Qi had changed a lot. The anger all over his body was gone. He was like a beautiful jade moistened by happiness, and his whole person was unparalleled in warmth.

On the opposite side, Xiang Sheng saw Wen Mo staring blankly at Xuan Qi, his eyes were wandering, he picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine for Wen Mo, "I believe this is the second prince of Northern Qi. I am passing away, and I have long admired his name!"

He had already heard about what happened between Wen Mo and Xuan Qi.

There are not many men who can make Xuan Qi feel weak.

Wen Mo's eyes were attracted to the past life. He looked at the young and handsome man opposite. "Rebirth?"

This name...

Only then did Zhuo Yue remember that she had forgotten to introduce Wen Mo, "By the way, Wen Mo, he was a friend of A Qi and I in the past life."

Aqi?

Wen Mo's pupils narrowed.

Wen Mo almost shook his hands and took the glass of wine from the past life. He stared at the face that was very different from what he imagined, "Are you the past life? Did you save Qiqi?"

The deceased raised his eyebrows slightly, "Qiqi?"

He glanced at Zhuo Yue and said, "She can't be counted as being saved by me."

"It was his blood that saved her." He pointed to Xuan Qi.

He also contributed a little bit of the power of the magic circle, and the rest was all done by Xuan Qi.

"His blood... can really save lives?"

Wen Mo's fingertips curled up, then why was Yue Huan's body still declining a little bit when she drank Jiang Qi's blood?

"Of course, only his blood can save him." Gusheng told Wen Mo categorically.

Zhuoyue glanced at Xuan Qi who showed no reaction, and she understood that Xuan Qi wanted her to handle the matter by herself.

She looked at Wen Mo who was a little depressed and said, "Wen Mo, it is true that only Aqi's blood can save me. I don't know how to tell you about the entanglements involved."

"However, the Fallen Soul elixir you refined for me is also very useful. Now there is no trace of the Fallen Soul in my body. My lost sense of taste and eyesight have returned."

"Thank you very much, Wen Mo."

Although even without Wen Mo's elixir, she could recover as before.

But that was something Wen Mo spent two years developing, and she couldn't deny Wen Mo's hard work.

Wen Mo looked at Yue Huan's eyebrows quietly. The relaxation and tranquility between her eyebrows were something that could not be seen in her before.

There was no resistance to Jiang Qi at all.

Even though he didn't want to admit it, he really saw the soft love in Yue Huan's eyes.

"So, you really became Jiang Qi's queen... right?"

Does he really have no chance?

Yue Huan did not passively become Jiang Qi's queen, nor did Jiang Qi force her to wear the queen's crown during her death.

She is really willing, isn't she?

When Xuan Qi heard this, he raised his eyes and glanced at him, his eyes falling on Zhuo Yue.

Zhuoyue was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Not the queen."

The two men's eyes flashed slightly, Xuan Qi's brows furrowed slightly, and he reached out to hold her hand and squeezed it gently.

Wen Mo glanced at their intertwined hands and said, "Qiqi, you..."

Zhuoyue continued to explain, "Aqi will no longer be the emperor of Zhou Dynasty, and naturally I will not be a queen."

"You should have heard that Dazhou will be affiliated to the Yuezhi in the future. After attending the wedding of the emperor and Luoluo, Aqi and I will leave."

As soon as Zhuo Yue finished speaking, the man who was squeezing her palm stopped and gently scratched her palm.

"...Where to go?"

Wen Mo's voice was hoarse and his eyes became blood red again.

Zhuo Yue pursed her lips lightly, thought for a while and then said, "Wen Mo, I am not really resurrected."

Xuan Qi looked at Zhuo Yue's side face, his eyes were deep, but he still didn't say anything.

After passing through life, he glanced at Xuan Qi, and suddenly he understood Zhuo Yue's intention.

"What do you mean?!" Wen Mo's eyes widened in horror.

He hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold Zhuo Yue's wrist and checked her pulse. The moment Xuan Qi made his move, from a corner that he didn't notice, the black golden light in his hand flickered into Zhuo Yue's body.

"How could...how could this happen?"

Wen Mo held on to Yue Huan's pulse tightly, unwilling to let go. He repeatedly checked the body temperature coming from Yue Huan's wrist.

He was so flustered that he asked, "Qiqi, how could this happen? Your body temperature is obviously that of a normal person!"

"Why, why is there no... pulse?"

Yes, Yue Huan has no heartbeat.

No matter how he probed, Wen Mo could not feel Yue Huan's pulse.

Zhuoyue's eyelashes flickered, she glanced sideways at Xuan Qi, and then said: "This is why I said I have no real resurrection."

"The reason why I can appear here now is because Aqi used his blood and the formation of the past life to gain a short-term life."

"It won't last long."

After attending Yue Jue's wedding, she and Xuan Qi were about to return to the void.

If she hadn't noticed Wen Mo's feelings for her, then she might as well have gone blind.

Since she couldn't give a response, it was better to let her truly die in Wen Mo's heart and go into seclusion without any sense.

"No! Don't Qiqi!"

"There is a way, right? Isn't the blood enough? Use mine!"

Wen Mo was horrified, and Qian Qianjunzi's strategizing had long since ceased, "Master of the past life, you must have a solution, right?"

"Exchange my blood for Qiqi! Or exchange my life for her, as long as she can live!"

"Please—!"

(End of chapter)