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

Chapter 32 I can’t help myself

Author: Yu Yuan Guiyu

Chapter 32 I can’t help myself

Because of the bed curtain, Yan Qi did not notice Jiang Qi's presence.

Therefore, she didn't notice the complicated and difficult-to-discern expression on Jiang Qi's face when he heard her words.

Cang Lan looked at the stubborn and strong Yue Huan, and suddenly thought of Yue Huan's request when she was ill last time.

She is as determined as she is today.

She told him word for word that she no longer wanted to drink the blood of Zhiyin.

He prepared the pills for her as promised, but he never expected that she would keep her promise.

I would rather endure the pain than drink blood.

Canglan's deep eyes glanced at Jiang Qi, whose expression was unclear, and couldn't help but sigh.

What a bad fate!

If I had known this, why would I do it in the first place?

Looking at this young man, he seemed to be quite injured.

"Miracle doctor, you must help me."

"I must not let my father and mother know that I did not drink Jiang Qi's blood."

Yan Qi gently grabbed Cang Lan's sleeve. He was the only one who could help her now.

"Your disease will only relapse if you don't drink blood. I think you should know very well."

Canglan told Yue Huan the great things about her, which was why he didn't think highly of her at first.

The torture of recurring illness is not something that ordinary people can bear.

What's more, Her Royal Highness is the most pampered princess.

Yan Qi's eyes darkened slightly when she heard this. She no longer dared to sneer at the idea that the blood of Zhiyin was nonsense.

She truly experienced what a slap in the face was.

"Your friend has already treated you with acupuncture."

Canglan only needed to know Yue Huan's pulse to get a glimpse of it.

After only a few days, the latent poison took effect again.

"Can you really take it?"

While Cang Lan stared at Yue Huan closely, the corner of his eye fell on Jiang Qi. He also wanted to know what choice the prince would make.

Are the attacks recurring?

Jiang Qi's eyes flashed slightly, no one knew Yue Huan's poisonous hair better than him.

I took blood tests three times a month and never missed a beat.

His wrists were covered with ugly scars, and each scar was a testament to Yue Huan's poisonous hair.

When he was on the carriage, he noticed something was wrong and the time didn't match up.

Yue Huan's illness should have started long ago.

Did it turn out that I had already had an attack?

Because he didn't drink his blood, the attack happened again.

"Why not? You can always get used to it." Yan Qi smiled sadly and closed his eyes.

There is no possibility of saving her body.

You will die whether you drink it or not.

Why waste Jiang Qi's blood and only increase his hatred.

It hurts, she will bear it.

Just when Cang Lan was about to apply the acupuncture, Yue Huan, who had her eyes closed, said again:

"How come when my father and mother ask about it, you just say that my body has reached its limit and it has nothing to do with Jiang Qi."

If the condition recurs, Emperor Ming and the Queen will definitely notice the clues.

She was also unsure of her condition after the onset of the illness, so it would be better to explain clearly.

She would also think of ways to dissuade Emperor Ming. As long as her body could bear the pain, she would definitely have a way to persuade Emperor Ming to let Jiang Qi go back to Zhou Dynasty.

"Please ask the miracle doctor..."

Yan Qi's voice became weaker and weaker. She was too tired.

Before Cang Lan could answer, she didn't know anything.

The strangeness in Jiang Qi's heart was about to burst out of his throat. He didn't know what the emotion was that made him anxious.

"Did you hear everything?" Canglan, who was administering the acupuncture, asked.

He used acupuncture on specific acupuncture points to relieve the severe pain in Yue Huan's body and allow her to sleep more peacefully.

"So what?" Jiang Qi slowly sat up and stared at Canglan with a pair of cold eyes.

What does this woman want to do and what does it have to do with him!

It was originally owed to him by the Yuezhi royal family.

"Obviously, she likes you."

Canglan poured herself a cup of tea comfortably and kept saying nothing.

Jiang Qi frowned slightly and glared at Canglan.

"When does a miracle doctor take pleasure in teasing people?"

Don't be kidding, how is that possible?

His sufferings were all caused by Yue Huan, so how could he be happy about it?

Canglan looked at Jiang Qi's reaction and asked, "So it's just Luohua's intention?"

But he could clearly see that Yue Huan's protection for him was nothing but joyful.

I would rather endure the severe pain than drink his blood again. Isn't that just a sign of goodwill?

It's just that Jiang Qi doesn't seem to have this intention.

"I can understand that you have resentment in your heart. Princess Yue Huan was only ten years old when you were brought to Yuezhi by Emperor Ming." Canglan paused and then said, "She couldn't help herself either."

How can a ten-year-old child who is suffering from illness have the right to choose?

"She can't help herself, but what about Emperor Ming?" Jiang Qi said with a mocking look on his face. Is it a virtue to bully others?

Should he forgive him for saying he couldn't help himself?

Canglan looked at Jiang Qi as if he saw himself in the past, a young man with a jealous heart.

——Too regretful.

He sighed softly:

"There are many things in the world that are difficult to sort out. I will say this and leave the rest to the prince himself."

They are all poor people in the world.

One leaf obscures the eyes, one thought misses the mark, and it is too late to regret.

The winter hunt is over and it’s time for a new year.

When Yan Qi woke up again, the Anle Hall was decorated with lights and red lanterns hanging high.

Overjoyed.

She turned over and sat up, and all the severe pain in her body had subsided.

The whole person is in great spirits.

A smile appeared in Yan Qi's eyes. The miracle doctor really has two skills. I believe he is right.

"Luzhi?" Yan Qi called Luzhi's name, not knowing whether her injury was healed.

After a while, the sound of hurried footsteps was heard outside, and Green Branch soon appeared in front of Yan Qi, with a happy face:

"Your Highness, are you awake?"

Yan Qi nodded, only paying attention to the way Lu Zhi walked:

"Is your injury healed?"

A martial arts practitioner like Jiang Qi was seriously injured, and I don't know how a weak girl like Lu Zhi managed to survive.

Luzhi was frightened and surprised that the princess would take the initiative to care about her, and hurriedly replied:

"Your Majesty, I am thinking of you. Luzhi's injury has healed."

Thanks to the princess, the imperial doctor was called to treat her and let her stay in the palace to recuperate.

Recovery is natural and quick.

"That's good." Yan Qi nodded, and then ordered: "Get changed."

After being ill for so long, Yan Qi couldn't wait to go out for a walk.

"By the way, where is Jiang Qi?"

Yan Qi suddenly thought of Jiang Qi, who was also a patient, and wondered what happened to him after she fell into coma.

Could it be that he was thrown back into that shabby cold palace again?

"The miracle doctor Canglan examined Prince Jiang Qi's injuries and let him stay in the side hall. Do you need to call him over?"

Luzhi looked at Yan Qi's expression, unsure of what she meant.

Before going to Qingshan, the princess arranged for Prince Jiang Qi to stay in the side hall, and they did not dare to send him back to the cold palace without authorization.

"Very good, no need."

Yan Qi felt relieved, Cang Lan was such a good doctor, and she hadn't even had time to give him any advice.

I've already taken care of it for her.

It's better to live in a side hall, how can you live in a dilapidated cold palace?

"I see that this palace is very festive, but the new year has arrived?"

Yan Qi lowered his eyes and looked at the red palace clothes on his body, and then thought of the newly added gorgeous palace lanterns in the palace, and asked casually.

"Yes, princess."

"Today is New Year's Eve."

New Year's Eve?

So fast?

That's right, after being delayed for ten days with Qingshan, New Year's Eve is already here, isn't it?

No wonder Yue Jue rushed back in such a hurry.

"Let's go out and take a look."

After dressing up, Yan Qi couldn't wait to walk out of the hall.

She has never seen the ancient New Year. The pure natural ancient style must be novel and beautiful.

The man by the window of the side hall stared deeply at the smile on her face, and held the cup held to her lips...

(End of chapter)