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

Chapter 28 Let you go

Author: Yu Yuan Guiyu

Chapter 28 Let you go

After leaving Yanqi's camp, the more Yue Jue thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

How could there be a hunter with medical skills in Qingshan?

This is a royal hunting ground. In order to protect Emperor Ming's safety, no one can approach it without permission.

What's more, if the hunter rescued Yue Huan who fell off the cliff, it would be impossible for him to leave no trace.

He searched almost all over Qingshan and found no trace.

Yue Jue slowly turned around and narrowed her dark eyes at Yue Huan's tent not far away.

His sister is hiding something from him.

"Brother Royal!"

Yue Jue was slightly startled by the sudden voice coming from behind him. He didn't even notice anyone approaching.

Yue Jue lowered her expression and turned to look at the person coming: "Yue Jing."

He hasn't been seen since the unpleasant commotion in the afternoon.

"How will you be here?"

Yue Jing glanced at Yue Huan's tent, raised the cake in her hand and looked at him with a smile: "I originally planned to go see sister Yue Huan."

"Did the emperor just come out from sister Yue Huan's place? It's because Yue Jing came late, the emperor should have rested."

Yue Jue nodded without any emotion, and saw the cake in his hand from the corner of his eye:

"You should rest early and leave for the palace early tomorrow morning."

After Yue Jue finished speaking, he passed by.

"Brother Imperial, can you have a drink with Yue Jing?" Yue Jing suddenly reached out and grabbed Yue Jue's sleeves, her pale eyes filled with imperceptible begging.

Drinking?

Yue Jue looked at Yue Jing solemnly and said nothing.

"I will return to the palace tomorrow, can the emperor bear to live up to such beautiful scenery?"

Amidst the white snow, the bonfire is blazing, and wine is cooked and drank.

Isn't that wonderful?

Yue Jue's eyes moved. The scenery with Qingshan was indeed outstanding. This accident did not allow her to fully appreciate it.

"It's okay." It doesn't hurt to have a drink after being stressed for the past few days.

"Lead the way."

Yue Jue agreed.

The smile on Yue Jing's face extended infinitely, and her steps became brisk.

I don't know if it was premeditated, but the maid in Yue Jing's tent was squatting by the stove, warming wine, holding a cattail leaf fan in her hand and gently fanning the charcoal fire.

"Go down." Yue Jing waved her hand to dismiss the saluting maid.

He personally led Yue Jue to the cushion at the front and sat down, "Brother Imperial, please sit down."

Yue Jing filled the wine glass and handed it to the silent Yue Jue, then poured herself another glass.

Looking at Yue Jue with burning eyes:

"With this glass of wine, Yue Jing can apologize to the emperor's brother."

Yue Jue raised her eyes to look at him, expressionless.

"Yue Jing made a mistake during the day and feels that he deserves to die. I hope that your royal brother will forgive me and not be angry with Yue Jing."

"Yue Jing drinks this glass of wine first as a token of respect!"

Yue Jing said, raising her head and drinking the whole drink.

Yue Jue looked at the emperor's younger brother who had returned to his usual well-behaved and gentle nature, and drank all the wine in the glass in silence.

Yue Jing saw this, with a bright smile in her eyes: "After drinking this glass of wine, I will forgive you as your royal brother."

Yue Jue glanced at the snowflakes falling outside the camp. Yue Jing's words during the day had indeed touched his bottom line.

He swore an oath when he was very young that he would do his best to protect Yue Huan.

Even if it means giving your own life.

Even Yue Jing, who had always been close to him, could not speak rudely to Yue Huan.

"Is your injury okay?" He was a bit heavy-handed during the day. He remembered that Yue Jing vomited blood.

The skin on Yue Jing's chest instantly became hot. He was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Thank you for your concern, Brother Huang. Yue Jing is fine!"

Yue Jue poured herself a glass of wine and said to him: "This glass of wine can be regarded as my brother's apology to you."

"Brother Emperor..." Yue Jing looked at Yue Jue who had finished the drink in one gulp, the ends of her eyes turning slightly red.

He is such a kind and soft-hearted prince and brother, he is very easy to coax.

Lying in bed, Yan Qi thought about Jiang Qi's condition and couldn't sleep peacefully.

It was quiet in the tent. She sighed slightly and sat up from the bed.

I don’t know how injured Jiang Qi was, but he openly provoked Emperor Ming to curse Yue Huan. Doesn’t this deserve a beating?

How can a weak person succeed?

Yan Qi resignedly put on his robe and walked to Jiang Qi's camp.

Halfway through the journey, she suddenly thought of something and diverted to the imperial doctor's office.

She had to go to the imperial doctor to see him.

Jiang Qi, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes, staring warily outside the tent with cold eyes.

Someone is approaching.

Who could it be?

Could it be the assassin from last time?

Where were the soldiers who were guarding him outside the tent?

Jiang Qi quietly clenched the dagger on his wrist, waiting for the uninvited guest to arrive.

He could not see far in the pitch-black tent. The curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted, and the light reflected from the pure white snow allowed Jiang Qi to see clearly the person coming.

is her!

Jiang Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, took a light breath and looked at the person coming.

There was a trace of ridicule in his eyes, it was indeed a disaster for thousands of years.

Life is so hard.

Yan Qi quietly walked lightly, took out the Huozhezi and tiptoed close to the ball lying on the bed.

With the faint light of the fire, she saw Jiang Qi's closed eyebrows and felt a little at ease.

Just as I felt relieved, my heart started to beat again.

Isn't he seriously injured and unconscious?

Thinking of Jiang Qi's treatment in the Yuezhi Palace, Yan Qi felt that it was not impossible.

Jiang Qi breathed calmly and pretended to be asleep.

He also wanted to know what Yue Huan wanted to do when she broke into his tent in the middle of the night.

If he hadn't noticed Yue Huan's murderous intention, how could he have let this woman get even closer to him.

Suddenly, a touch of warmth touched his forehead.

Yan Qi felt the warmth on Jiang Qi's forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I didn't have a fever.

Before she came, she specifically asked the imperial physician. Although Jiang Qi's injury was serious, Yue Jue had already given an order to the imperial physician to treat him well.

As long as you take the medicine properly and on time, there shouldn't be any problems.

She quietly sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the sleeping Jiang Qi and sighed:

"You said you went to provoke Emperor Ming to do something, and why are you so miserable now that your skin is torn apart?"

Jiang Qi, who was pretending to be asleep, secretly laughed in his heart, who gave him the bruises?

Is this woman Yue Huan mentally ill? Is it necessary for her to come to him in the middle of the night and ridicule him?

Now he is just a fish on Yuezhi's chopping board, letting her cut it.

Yan Qi, who was talking to himself, had no idea about the man's psychological activities.

"I have asked the imperial doctor. As long as you apply the medicine well and take a good rest, you will be cured quickly. Don't be so impulsive in the future."

Is this woman hypocritical enough? Is he impulsive?

If he had been impulsive, the dagger in his hand would have cut her throat long ago.

Yan Qi was immersed in the dark night, and her tense and anxious heart was relieved. She had no relatives or friends here, and she didn't know who to talk to about the fear in her heart.

She glanced at Jiang Qi and suddenly felt aggrieved:

"Do you know that the sword in the chest really hurts? When I fell off the cliff, I really thought I was going to die."

Jiang Qi sneered coldly, do you know it hurts?

Your body is precious, and I am also the prince of a country. All the injuries on my body are thanks to you!

"I know, you designed me to be hit by the sword."

Jiang Qi was shocked and almost lost control of the dagger in his hand.

What does she know?

So she came here in the middle of the night to get revenge?

Jiang Qi tentatively opened his eyes and looked at Yue Huan, who was sitting beside the bed.

Would it be more advantageous for him to kill her directly, or hold her hostage?

Just when he was choosing a crime method, he heard Yue Huan say:

"You don't have to make any elaborate plans in the future. I will find an opportunity to let you go."

Jiang Qi frowned slightly and clenched the dagger in his hand tightly. What on earth is this woman so angry about?

Is it fun to fool him?

If she was willing to let her go, how could she trap him in Yueshi for several years? Dazhou's request to take him back for the New Year every year was rejected?

"How about you wait patiently, I will definitely send you back to Dazhou."

This assassination made Yan Qi understand that Jiang Qi's hatred was out of control.

She is naive.

I thought that if I treated him well, I would be able to bury the hatchet one day.

She understood now that how could the injury be erased there? It was the best policy to let him go as soon as possible.

"I don't know if you will believe it, but I am not actually Yue Huan."

(End of chapter)