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

Chapter 3 Disease Attack

Author: Yu Yuan Guiyu

Chapter 3 Disease Attack

Yan Qi extinguished the candle, pulled off the moon-white dress and fell down on the bed.

The whole room was silent, except for the sound of heavy breathing. Yan Qi bit the flesh on his wrist to resist the severe pain surging in his internal organs.

She did not drink the blood left by Jiang Qi. She did not want to drink it and would not drink it in the future.

If you want to ease the relationship with Jiang Qi, you must first cut off the blood of this nonsense.

If she can get through it, she will definitely be able to get through it.

At that time, Jiang Qi filled a bowl with blood and was about to take out the powder to stop the bleeding, but he ended up emptying it without thinking.

I guess he forgot to bring it. No one in the palace dared to withhold the medicine for his wrist.

He stared at the countless hideous scars on his wrists with self-mockery, and glanced at the blood in the jade bowl with disgust.

His blood was actually life-saving medicine.

Such a ridiculous thing really happened to him.

To think that he, the majestic crown prince of a country, had suddenly become a woman's medicine, and his noble blood could be taken at will.

Pathetic! Hateful!

Jiang Qi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, casually pulled the handkerchief aside and wrapped it around the wound on his wrist. He ignored Yan Qi's instructions and left the Anle Palace without looking back.

The place where he lives is the Cold Palace, which is some distance away from Yue Huan's Anle Palace. Although it is dilapidated, it is deserted and quiet.

Every night late at night, Jiang Qi would be in this corner, practicing his martial arts skills hard, even if he was tortured by Yue Huan and his body was bruised and sick, he never left.

So to this day no one knows that he can do martial arts.

The handkerchief on the wrist has been soaked with blood and smudged, like dark red plum blossoms blooming.

Jiang Qi pulled off the handkerchief in disgust, and blood instantly flowed out along the hideous scars, condensing into a winding red line and flowing down the river.

It stained his palms red, and dripped down from his jade-like fingertips.

Jiang Qi finally took care of the injury on his wrist and finally noticed his unusual body temperature.

He has a fever.

The tattered clothes clung to the scabbed wound. He shook his groggy head and planned to deal with the whiplash first, get hot water and soak himself in the tub.

The hot water soaked the wound and made it easier to take off my clothes. However, I still had to pull open the newly scabbed wound, and the clean water instantly turned blood red.

Jiang Qi didn't move his eyebrows and seemed to feel no pain.

His calloused hands fiddled with the water in the tub, and the ripples in the water reflected the man's increasingly blood-red eyes.

The corners of Jiang Qi's lips rose with bloodlust. He tore off the bandage on his wrist and looked at the blood flowing meanderingly, smiling coquettishly.

It seemed good to just drain the blood from this body and drag Emperor Ming's beloved princess to be buried with him.

Suddenly, Jiang Qi's eyes suddenly became clear, like the cold light of the sun.

He stood up and walked to the bronze mirror, carefully looking at the mottled and bloody injuries on his body, his expression gradually became cruel.

He slowly took the wound medicine aside and applied it to the wound.

Burial?

Ah!

She deserves it too!

Jiang Qi looked in the mirror and arranged his clothes, combing every wrinkle on them carefully.

The figure in the bronze mirror flickers in and out, and for all the humiliations he has suffered, he wants the Yuezhi royal family to use the entire Yuezhi family to atone for his sins!

Snap!

At this moment, the palace door was kicked open violently, and the white-faced eunuch with a sharp voice pretended to salute Jiang Qi: "Your Highness, I haven't finished washing my clothes today. Please move."

Jiang Qi glanced at the little eunuch's legs through the bronze mirror, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

A dog relies on human strength. Since it is a dog, it should crawl!

After washing the clothes, Jiang Qi's body became heavier and heavier. He shook his head and tried to stay awake. There was no doubt whether he would be able to see the sun tomorrow if he continued to stay up like this.

He couldn't just die in frustration.

He is the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he will be the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He has not yet washed away his humiliation, and has not yet killed Emperor Ming with his own hands.

Must live!

Seeing that he was about to leave, the eunuch assigned to him was about to stop him when Jiang Qi shouted with a gloomy face: "Get out!"

The eunuch was so frightened that he stumbled and fell to the ground. Only then did he notice the abnormal flush on Jiang Qi's face.

He was just ordered to 'take care of' the Prince of Zhou, but he didn't dare to take his life.

If it affects the princess's golden body, even if he has ten heads, it won't be enough.

Jiang Qi finally made it to the cold palace. As soon as he lay down, the door was pushed open again.

He frowned fiercely, his red phoenix eyes as deep as a cold pool flashed with fierceness, and the sharp porcelain on his fingertips was about to be ejected from under the quilt.

"You..." Luzhi was frightened by Jiang Qi's eyes.

Jiang Qi paused with his fingers and calmed down: "What are you doing here?"

He thought it was the little eunuch who just refused to let him go. He could kill the little eunuch, but the maid in front of him couldn't move yet.

"Princess...Princess asked me to deliver medicine to you." Probably frightened by the look in his eyes, Luzhi didn't dare to make any mistakes, and he lost his usual bossy attitude.

Jiang Qi didn't even look at the medicine Luzhi put on the table. He rubbed the sharp porcelain with his fingertips and said coldly: "Take it away!"

He found it disgusting.

"It's up to you if you want. Anyway, my job is done."

Luzhi was choked by his cold attitude and lost her patience. She didn't want to stay in such a dark place for a moment longer.

I don’t know what the princess was thinking, why would she give him medicine? Didn’t the princess enjoy torturing him?

Could it be that this is not medicine for wounds but poison?

The more Luzhi thought about it, the more he felt that he had guessed the princess's thoughts. He put the fright behind him and happily returned to his life.

Jiang Qi listened to the footsteps of green branches retreating, reached out and opened an inconspicuous stone brick on the inside of the bed, took out a pill from the wooden box inside, swallowed it, and sealed the stone brick back intact.

As for the medicine Yue Huan sent over, he didn't touch it at all.

When Luzhi returned to Anle Hall, Princess Yuehuan's bedroom was dark. She thought of the princess's instructions before going to bed, so she did not dare to open the door and go in. She only whispered outside the door: "Princess, the medicine has been delivered.

"

Yan Qi, who was in so much pain that he was unconscious, could not hear anything at the moment. His wrists had been bitten to pieces, and some of them were even bone-deep.

It hurts, it hurts too much.

All the bones in his body felt like they were being broken into pieces, reorganized and broken again, over and over again.

The flesh and blood seemed to be bitten and devoured by thousands of ghosts, and the pain was unbearable even if touched.

The blood was too hot, as if boiling in fiery magma, and there was no peace.

Yan Qi's whole figure seemed to be floating in water, her clothes were soaked through, her hair at the temples was wet and stuck to her pale face, and her sickly lips were stained with a dazzling red.

What a thief!

No one told her it would be so painful.

It's no wonder that the original owner developed a surly temperament. This was the first time she felt so painful that she wanted to go crazy.

Woo hoo hoo, she provoked someone to make her suffer such a disaster.

She really wants to go home, she doesn't want to be here.

Who will save her...

Yan Qi's tears rolled down his face, he whimpered in pain, and finally couldn't bear it and passed out.

(End of chapter)