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

As early as when he set off from Yueshi, Jiang Qi had already sent people to the South China Sea to fetch shark pearls for Yue Huan.

These days, Jiang Qi feeds Yan Qi with his own blood every day.

I don't know if it's because of the cold weather, or if Jiang Qi's blood is really effective, but Yue Huan's body has not shown any signs of decay in the past two months.

This undoubtedly gave Jiang Qi great encouragement.

Jiang Qi carried Yue Huan to the Prince's Hall where he used to live, put her on the bed and covered her carefully with a quilt.

"Qiqi, it's already late today, how about showing you around the place where I grew up tomorrow?"

The man's greedy eyes traced the girl's face inch by inch along his fingertips, and the tenderness in his eyes seemed that the girl lying on the bed was really just sleepy after a long journey and fell into a deep sleep.

The fingertips went all the way down from the center of the eyebrows to the long eyelashes, resting on the somewhat whitish lips.

Jiang Qi's eyes dimmed slightly, and he caressed carefully, "After feeding you so much blood, why are your lips still so white?"

He stubbornly stroked Yan Qi's lips repeatedly, stubbornly wanting to stain his blue and white lips with a touch of bright red.

But always to no avail.

Jiang Qi's face turned pale for a moment, as if remembering something, he stopped the movement of his hands, "By the way, Qiqi is the most beautiful, lip balm, you need to apply lip balm."

He stepped away from the bed, wanting to look for it. Wherever he looked, it was so cold that it was all men's things. How could there be a girl's rouge and gouache?
Jiang Qi's footsteps stopped suddenly, yes, this is not Anle Hall.

Qiqi's rouge was gone.

The man turned around, his face stiffened for a moment, and when he touched that small face, he suddenly smiled, "Qiqi, it's because I didn't think carefully and didn't prepare these things in advance."

"How about tomorrow? I will prepare everything for you tomorrow, including your favorite pearl hairpin gouache and beautiful dresses."

Jiang Qi's eyes touched Yan Qi's loose blue hair, "I'll still hairpin your hair, just like in Yongling..."

Suddenly, a crystal tear fell on Yan Qi's lips, and the man was stunned for a moment.

Hastily reached out to wipe it off, "Qiqi, talk to me, you're too quiet, I'm scared."

"Tell me, what kind of bun and hairpin do you want to wear tomorrow, okay?"

No matter how he wiped it, more and more drops of water dripped down, but the girl he begged for didn't pay attention to his little thoughts.

"Qiqi, please take care of me, take care of me..."

Jiang Qi tightly took Yan Qi's hand and placed it on his cheek, tears fell down Yan Qi's fingertips, the bloodthirsty emperor was extremely helpless.

Like a discarded child.

When the Qianyuan Hall was completely transformed into the Anle Hall, the shark beads from the South China Sea had already been sent to the palace, but at the same time Jiang Qi also received something from the Northern Qi Dynasty.

It is the non-rotten grass sent by Wenmo.

Jiang Qi looked at the non-rotten grass that was still green and green in winter, with deep eyebrows, and he suddenly thought of Wen Mo's appearance when he was in Yueshi.

Now, the non-rotten grass has been sent again.

How ridiculous.

After Wen Mo returned to Northern Qi, he felt a sense of bewilderment from the bottom of his heart.

His heart flustered violently, it was bitter and astringent, and the slightest touch was unbearably painful.

He didn't know what to do, he locked himself in the medicine shed countless times, and repeatedly developed the antidote for the fallen soul.

Day and night, watching the pills gradually piled up, his heart did not get the slightest peace.

The fear lurking in his limbs and bones began to sweep him, every cell in his body was screaming, save her, save her, save her, save her, save her!

How to save her?

How to save her?

He saw the dead Yue Huan with his own eyes, but as he sat in the medicine hut, every minute and every second, this thought appeared in his mind like a bewilderment.

save her!

While he was sending people to look for the rare treasure that could keep the corpse from decaying, at this moment, he clearly realized that he really couldn't bear the complete disappearance of Qiqi from this world, and he wanted to keep even the corpse.

Therefore, he repeatedly studied those herbs that he had been familiar with for a long time, and none of the herbs told him the way to bring the dead back to life!

He crazily smashed all the medicinal herbs, and the pills that were re-refined piled up like hills were also swept to the ground by him!

He crushed those pills fiercely, his eyes full of despair, "Trash! Trash! It's useless! It's all useless!"

The huge sound attracted Shi Wuya.

Shi Wuya looked at the mess and hunger all over the floor, his eyes were darker than ever before.

"Wuxian, please wake me up! The emperor of Dazhou has already gone crazy because of a dead woman. Do you want to go crazy too?"

Shi Wuya's complexion was a little cold, seeing Shi Wuxian like this didn't stop him from regretting for a day, and he shouldn't have let him leave Beiqi in the first place.

If this is the case, he will not meet the princess of the Yue family, and he will not have such a bad relationship!
"Nowadays people can't be resurrected after death, as the second prince of the Northern Qi Dynasty, how can you behave like this?!"

Shi Wuya was somewhat disappointed.

How could his younger brother, Feng Jiyue, be this decadent and sloppy man in front of him?
"Brother Huang? Is she really dead?"

Wen Mo looked at Shi Wuya with red eyes, before he could answer, he shook his head, "No! No, she won't die!"

Wen Mo seemed to be trapped in a fog, "Brother Huang, Qiqi won't die, right?"

Both Jiang Qi and Emperor Ming were very sure that Yue Huan was not dead and would not die.

So is there really some miracle in Yue Huan that he doesn't know about?

Even with such a poison as Fallen Soul, hasn't she survived until now?
"Wuxian, as a doctor, you should know better than anyone whether Princess Yuehuan is dead or not. Don't lie to yourself!"

"You are the most honorable prince in Northern Qi, will a woman break your back!"

He didn't know what kind of magical power that Princess Yue Huan possessed. While torturing his younger brother until he was neither human nor ghost, even the bloodthirsty Emperor Zhou went crazy for it!

He heard that His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Zhou had brought the princess's body to the Great Zhou, and was with the corpse every day!
And in order to find the shark beads that can preserve the body from corruption, he sent troops to the South China Sea.

Now it is said that he is looking for a sorcerer who has passed away.

Wherever he went, there was chaos!

Already completely crazy.

Wen Mo's eyes were red, "Brother Huang, tell me how to wake up?"

"I worked hard day and night to prepare the antidote for the fallen soul on Xiqi. Why can't she wait for me?"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Wen Mo stretched out his hand to cover his face, and said in an unprecedented voice of despair, "Brother Huang, do you think she is blaming me?"

Shi Wuya frowned deeply.

"I made a two-year appointment with her. I broke my promise and failed to rush to her side when the two-year period expired. She must be punishing me."

"Punish me never to see her again..."