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

Chapter 8 Help me

Author: Yu Yuan Guiyu

Chapter 8 Help me

What?!

Yan Qi's expression changed drastically, he lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed.

The numbness after the severe pain combined with her violent movements was really uncomfortable.

Yan Qi's face was distorted for a moment, and he almost fell to the ground.

Canglan quickly walked over to help the shaky Yue Huan, but was shocked by her fierce reaction.

"what you do?"

He was just joking to tease her, why did he react so bigly?

Canglan stared at Yue Huan suspiciously, a little unsure of the little princess's thoughts.

Doesn't she enjoy torturing Jiang Qi?

Look at the wounds on people's bodies. They are so densely packed that there is no good spot.

I am so nervous right now. Is there any mystery behind this?

"He can't die!"

"How could he die?"

Yan Qi seemed to be in disbelief, his whole mind was in a mess, and he couldn't listen to Cang Lan's words at all.

Why is this so?

How could the injuries left by the original owner cost him his life?

She didn't take any of his blood on the day she fell into coma.

Now, how come this bowl has lost too much blood?

Does he still have injuries that he doesn't know about?

Yan Qi, who was in a panic, didn't notice Cang Lan's strange expression, and only wanted to go to Jiang Qi to find out what was going on.

Um?

die?

Yan Qi suddenly paused.

Suddenly, she grabbed Canglan's sleeve and asked eagerly: "Is he really going to die?"

Then she doesn't have to worry anymore?

Does that mean you don’t have to go out of your way to please him?

The most important thing is, will she not be quartered by five horses?

Aha!

The more Yan Qi thought about it, the more he couldn't hide his happiness.

The existence of this boss is like a bomb hanging above her head, she is scared!

Now, God is really helping me!

Seeing how eager the little princess was, Canglan couldn't continue teasing her.

But what’s going on with this awkward temperament?

Even though he was so caring, he still caused injuries all over his body.

Is this the taste of young people?

He had heard that little Princess Yue Huan liked Jiang Qi's face very much.

Cang Lan carefully observed Jiang Qi's appearance. His jade face looked like Guanyin's, and he did look a bit more evil.

It's just a little bit worse than him.

"He took two large bowls of blood for you. Plus, he was seriously injured. Excessive blood loss is normal."

"But, as long as I'm here..." He can't die for the time being.

Before Cang Lan could finish speaking, Yan Qi interrupted in shock.

"What did you say! What two big bowls?"

Her heart skipped a beat, why was there more?

Yan Qi stared blankly at the sleeping Jiang Qi. No wonder he didn't react at all for so long. Was he really sick?

She seems to have backfired.

"Isn't it just the princess who is playing tricks on her own? If she drank the medicine obediently, why would she suffer? How could Prince Jiang Qi lose too much blood? Or even fall into a coma?"

Cang Lan saw the distress in Yue Huan's eyes that he didn't even notice, and decided to take advantage of it.

Jiang Qi's physical condition was deliberately described as serious.

Desserts are better for young people.

Yan Qi is really a mute and cannot explain the pain of eating Coptis chinensis.

She was losing her temper.

She didn't want to drink at all.

joke!

What a great hero!

Drinking his blood wouldn't mean jumping repeatedly on the verge of death?

To Cang Lan, Yan Qi's silence was like the guilt that struck straight into his soul.

He glanced at the sleeping Jiang Qi in a good mood, "You owe me a favor."

As long as little Princess Yue Huan is soft-hearted, I think life will be easier in the future.

Seeing this, Canglan wanted to bring Pangyuan back in time, but he couldn't let the little princess blame herself too much: "Don't worry, he just fell asleep..."

"Help me, I don't want to drink his blood anymore."

The two said in unison.

Yan Qi's hoarseness is so hoarse. Sure enough, how could Jiang Qi, who has the aura of a male protagonist, die so easily? He will only be the darling of heaven who fought bravely during the Vietnam War!

She'd better stop dreaming and think about how to hold the hero's thigh tightly.

Canglan's face was slightly cracked. He leaned down and approached Yan Qi to look at him levelly:

"Are you really Princess Yuehuan?"

In Yuezhi's winter, the red walls are covered with snow and dotted with wintersweet.

The cold wind swept across, the branches swayed, and patches of flying snow danced.

Jinglanxuan, in the deepest part of the plum garden.

A woman in luxurious clothes sat under the beautiful plum blossom tree, playing the guqin on the desk casually.

Although it's not in tune, it sounds surprisingly good.

As soon as the sound of the piano fell, a person appeared from behind the treetops.

Dressed in black, even the mask is completely black, making it impossible to distinguish between male and female.

The woman playing the piano said without raising her head: "I know you are here."

The person standing behind did not answer, but completely exposed his figure in front of the woman.

"Ye Li, long time no see.

If Yan Qi were present, he would not be unfamiliar with this name.

The elegant woman smiled slightly, and her delicate face was even more beautiful. Under the blossoming red plums, it was impossible to tell who was more beautiful for a while.

Ye Li was a little crazy for a moment.

He didn't notice until the woman was buried in his arms.

As a killer in the dark, he committed a big taboo.

Ye Li's eyebrows and eyes under the mask were slightly lowered, and the hands hanging on both sides unconsciously touched the woman's soft waist.

Lin Yin felt the man's response, her red lips gradually curved, and she was arrogant and determined to win.

She slowly raised her head, carefully stroking Ye Li's black mask with her delicate hands, about to take it off.

"Empress Yinfei!"

Ye Li suddenly grabbed the woman's rebellious hand, the black eyes under the mask stared at her, and his breathing gradually became rapid.

Lin Yin smiled even brighter, and gently drew circles on the man's heart with one hand.

"It's beating faster here, are you sure you want to push me away?"

Lin Yin did not let go of the man's mask, and his whole person became more and more charming.

She was sure that Yeli would not reject her.

"Empress..."

Yeli's voice became unstable, and his tight grip began to relax.

The mask was quickly taken off.

Sure enough, the man's face was as red as blood, his breathing was rapid, and a pair of black eyes stared straight at her.

With misty love.

Lin Yinruyu's fingertips caressed Yeli's cheek, as if obsessed:

"I really like your face."

"See me picking it up later, okay?"

The man was very young, probably in his late twenties, and his cold face exuded a fatal attraction.

As expected, Ye Li did not refuse, but stared at Lin Yin's trembling red lips and nodded.

"Come and get whatever you want."

Lin Yin did not miss the longing in Yeli's eyes, and his warm breath sprayed on the man's neck, seductive and full of temptation.

Lin Yin is naturally extremely beautiful, and her charming charm seduces the killer Ye Li who should have given up on love.

Can't refuse either.

Suddenly, the cold eyes turned fierce, with a strong possessiveness, and he bent down to capture the red lips that were disturbing his soul.

The soft touch made the two people's hearts feel numb, as if electricity was passing through them, and they were trembling.

In the ice and snow, the temperature of the Plum Garden gradually warmed up, seeming to melt everything, and also the traces of the two people sneaking closer.

I don’t know how long it took, but there was a crunching sound from the snow not far away.

Someone is approaching here.

Ye Li suddenly picked up Lin Yin who was on the ground and covered it with the red plum branches. His sharp black eyes stared at the approaching place.

Lin Yin leaned in the man's arms, not caring at all who was coming, but the gloomy color between his eyebrows showed his displeasure at being disturbed.

In her palace, except for the servants who take care of the plum garden, who would set foot in such a cold weather.

Moreover, she believed that Yeli had the ability to remain undetected.

After a while, a familiar voice came.

"Concubine?"

Lin Yin's whole body froze.

(End of chapter)