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

Chapter 29 Not as good as his blood

Author: Yu Yuan Guiyu

Chapter 29 Not as good as his blood

Early in the morning, before Yan Qi woke up, he was awakened by the noise outside the camp.

She opened her eyes drowsily, looked at the waiting maid and muttered:

"Why is it so noisy?"

"Back to the princess, the prince has ordered us to return to the palace today. The soldiers are cleaning up the camp."

So they waited at the princess's tent early in the morning to help her wash up.

"Going back to the palace today?"

Yan Qi was stunned for a moment. She didn't hear Yue Jue mention it yesterday.

However, the trip that was supposed to be completed in four or five days was suddenly postponed to more than ten days, and it was indeed time to go back.

Yan Qi turned over and sat up, leaning on the head of the bed to wake up.

"Princess, are you freshening up now?" the maid waiting aside asked.

Yan Qi glanced out the window lazily: "What time is it now?"

"Back to princess, it's Chen time now."

It was so early, Yan Qi was yawning so much that he really didn't want to get up.

That's all, she can still sleep in the carriage.

"Come freshen up."

It's good to have someone to take care of her. Yan Qi only needs to sit there and someone will take care of her.

The most I can do is move when I'm wearing clothes.

It's so delicious.

"Has Huan'er taken care of things?"

As soon as Yan Qi finished packing, Yue Jue walked in.

She looked at Zhilan Yushu's Yue Jue through the bronze mirror. His beautiful eyebrows were curved, and the handsome guy without any extraneous features was really pleasing to the eye.

As expected, Royal has high-quality stocks.

Yan Qi stood up and spun around in a circle to show Yue Jue with his actions. The tender green skirt bloomed one after another, and the embroidered epiphyllum came to life.

But Yue Jue was frightened and rushed forward to support Yan Qi: "Be careful of injuries."

"How can you be so squeamish?" Yan Qi stood firm and walked out of the tent first. As he walked, he turned back and called Yue Jue: "Brother, let's go."

"Come here." Yue Jue looked at Yue Huan, who was smiling brightly and lively, and her heart seemed to be filled with honey.

God bless him and let his sister be safe and happy forever.

"Sister Yue Huan!" Yue Jing, who was waiting at the front of the team, called out to Yan Qi as she watched the two brothers and sisters coming side by side.

Jiang Qi, who was sitting in the carriage, heard the noise and opened a corner of the curtain to look out.

Yan Qi's face was filled with a smile, and he stood in front of Yue Jing: "Second Emperor Brother."

"Sister Yuehuan has suffered a lot these days. Brother Erhuang specially prepared this cake for you." With a smile on her face, Yue Jing handed over the almond cake that Yuehuan liked to eat.

"Thank you, Second Emperor Brother." Yan Qi took the almond and carried it in his hand.

Yue Jing glanced at Yue Jue again and slowly approached Yan Qi's ear and whispered:

"Brother Huang has been working tirelessly to find your whereabouts these past few days since you were missing. Look, you've lost a lot of weight."

When Yan Qi heard this, his eyes fell on Yue Jue.

She was really careless. If Yue Jing hadn't reminded her, she would have ignored Yue Jue's haggardness.

Yue Jue is a martial arts practitioner, and his hearing ability is naturally different from ordinary people.

"Yue Jing!" He coughed lightly to stop Yue Jing from talking.

Seeing Yan Qi's distressed look, he walked over and rubbed her head.

"Just be thinner. As long as Huan'er is safe, my brother is willing to do anything."

Yan Qi rushed into Yue Jue's arms and hugged his waist tightly, not wanting anyone to see her red eyes.

How is she going to repay this stolen love?

Yue Jue was stunned for a moment, patted Yue Huan's back for a moment, and coaxed her with a soft voice:

"The emperor and the queen are still waiting for Huan'er in the palace, but they can't make their beautiful eyes swollen from crying."

Jiang Qi, who was voyeuristic, looked at the two loving brother and sister, his cold eyes so deep that it was hard to tell.

When Yan Qi was put into the carriage by Yue Jue, Jiang Qi only glanced at her lightly and closed his eyes.

In the small carriage, you can hear the quiet sound of a pindrop.

Yan Qi was the first to break the dullness: "Can your injury withstand the bumps?"

Yan Qi regretted it as soon as he asked the question.

How could he possibly survive such a serious injury?

really.

Jiang Qi clicked his tongue impatiently and raised his eyelids coldly to look at her: "So what."

Who cares about his life or death?

Can Yue Jue change his schedule, or can his injury heal immediately?

Yan Qi understood the meaning of his words and knew that he was wrong.

Silently, he left two of his soft mattresses to Jiang Qi.

"Put it on, it will be much better."

Yan Qi didn't care whether Jiang Qi accepted it or not, he turned to his own weakness and stopped looking at him.

While swaying, the sleepiness that had been forced away in the morning came back again.

She buried herself in the soft quilt, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

What Yan Qi didn't know was that a pair of eyes was looking at her deeply while she was sleeping.

Jiang Qi looked at the mattress that was thrown over, and then glanced at the almond cake that Yan Qi had casually put aside, his eyes flashing.

If he remembered correctly, almond cake is Yue Huan's favorite pastry.

At this moment, he didn't even move.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Qi, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, heard a groan of pain.

He looked around and saw Yue Huan huddled up in a ball, sweating profusely, biting her lips tightly and still crying out in pain.

Jiang Qi frowned slightly and counted the time silently in his mind.

Suddenly, his eyes turned cold.

Her fallen soul is acting up.

Jiang Qi stared intently at Yue Huan, who was in agony. Half a month had passed, and she must have had an attack of poisonous hair.

Without his blood, how could she have survived?

Who saved her?

He followed closely and found no trace of her. During the few days he stayed in the cave, he found no suspicious person.

Where is Yue Huan hiding?

Just as he was deep in thought, Yan Qi, who was dazed by pain, suddenly opened his eyes.

She endured the severe pain that penetrated her bones and searched for something in the box.

From the beginning to the end, she never glanced at Jiang Qi, nor did she notice that the man's eyes were following her movements.

What is she looking for?

Jiang Qi was puzzled, shouldn't he be asked to get blood at this time?

Yan Qi rummaged around and finally found the pills Canglan prepared for her. The pain made her hands tremble so much that she couldn't hold the black porcelain bottle at all.

After finally opening the cork of the porcelain bottle, the pills scattered disobediently on the floor with shaking.

What is that?

Jiang Qi squinted slightly and looked at the fallen black pills.

Yan Qi breathed heavily, her moist eyes blurred as she fumbled to pick up the scattered pills.

I found two and put them in my mouth and swallowed them.

The pain all over his body made Yan Qi not know where to cover it to relieve it.

She hugged herself tightly and leaned against the car wall, enduring the excruciating pain.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something.

Wiping away the tears that blocked his vision, he looked at Jiang Qi who was sitting next to him.

Seeing that the man still had his eyes closed, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Qi felt the shift in his gaze, and opened his eyes again and continued to look at Yue Huan.

The quivering and curled long eyelashes are moist and shiny.

She is crying...

Canglan's medicine began to take effect, and the bite gradually turned into Lingchi.

She was still in pain.

Yan Qi doesn't understand why the blood of Zhiyin has such great effect?

She thought blood detoxification was just a nonsense joke.

Unexpectedly, the joke turned out to be herself, and the Fallen Soul taught her a hard lesson.

These attacks, without drinking Jiang Qi's blood, made her feel as if her bones had been torn apart, crushed and reassembled.

She also went back to Nezha and experienced the cramps peeling off.

Suddenly, Yan Qi seemed to think of something and started rummaging in his sleeve pocket again.

Soon two white porcelain bottles were found. These were the medicine Wen Mo had prepared for her.

Both are effective in suppressing her severe pain attacks. Will the effect be doubled if taken at the same time?

Jiang Qi frowned and watched as she dug out two more porcelain bottles, took out the medicine inside and drank them.

Is this woman crazy?

Jiang Qi had carefully observed that her poison and his blood were the best antidote.

At first, he thought this was just an excuse for Emperor Ming to send troops to the Zhou Dynasty.

Until he came to Yuezhi, every time Yue Huan was poisoned, even if he used up all the medicine, it would still not be as good as his bowl of blood.

(End of chapter)