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

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 tent.

She opened her eyes in a daze, looked at the waiting maid and muttered:
"Why so noisy?"

"If you go back to the princess, the prince ordered you to go back to the palace today, and the soldiers are packing up the camp."

So they waited in the princess tent early in the morning to serve the princess to 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 itinerary, which was supposed to end in four or five days, was abruptly dragged to more than ten days, and it was indeed time to go back.

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

"Is the princess washing up now?" asked the maid who was waiting by the side.

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

"Back to the princess, it's Chen Shi."

It's so early, Yan Qi yawns so much that he really doesn't want to get up.

Forget it, she can still sleep in the carriage.

"Groom up."

It's good to have someone to serve her, Yan Qi just needs to sit there and have someone do the work for her.

Move around while getting dressed.

It's really flattering.

"Has Huan'er cleaned up?"

As soon as Yan Qi packed up, Yue Jue walked in.

She looked at Yue Jue of Zhilan Yushu through the bronze mirror, with good-looking eyebrows and curved eyes, the handsome guy without any additions is really pleasing to the eye.

The Royal really produced high-quality stocks.

Yan Qi stood up and turned around lightly to show Yue Jue with actions. The tender blue skirt bloomed one after another, and the embroidered epiphyllum was lifelike.

But Yue Jue was terrified, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Yan Qi: "Be careful."

"How can you be so delicate." Yan Qi stood firm and walked out of the tent first, turning around and calling Yue Jue while walking: "Brother, let's go."

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

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

"Sister Yuehuan!" Yuejing, who was waiting in front of the line, watched the two brothers and sisters coming side by side, and called Yan Qi.

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

With a smile on his face, Yan Qi stood still in front of Yue Jing: "Second Brother Huang."

"Sister Yue Huan has been suffering these past few days, Brother Erhuang specially prepared cakes for you." With a smile on her face, Yue Jing handed over Yue Huan's favorite almond cake.

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

Yue Jing glanced at Yue Jue again and slowly approached Yan Qi's ear, whispering:
"You have been missing for the past few days, but the emperor has been searching for your whereabouts without sleep. You can see that you have 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, so her hearing power is naturally different from ordinary people.

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

He looked at Yan Qi's distressed look, walked over and rubbed her head.

"Be thinner, as long as Huan'er is safe, brother is willing to do anything."

Yan Qi threw herself into Yue Jue's arms, hugging his waist tightly, not wanting others to see her flushed eyes.

How will she return these stolen loves.

Yue Jue was stunned for a while, patting Yue Huan on the back lightly, coaxing her softly:
"Father and empress are still waiting for Huan'er in the palace, so they can't make their beautiful eyes swell from crying."

Jiang Qi, who was peeping, looked at the two brothers and sisters with deep and cold eyes that were difficult to distinguish.

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

In the small carriage, the quiet needle drop can be heard.

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

As soon as Yan Qi asked, he regretted it.

How could he bear such a serious injury.

really.

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

Who cares about his life or death.

Can Yue Jue change the schedule, or can his injury heal immediately?
Yan Qi understood the meaning of his words and knew he was wrong.

Silently threw two of his soft mattresses to Jiang Qi.

"Let's put it on, it will be much better."

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

In the sway, the drowsiness of forced retreat in the morning hit again.

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

What Yan Qi didn't know was that when she fell asleep, a pair of eyes were looking at her deeply.

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

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

At this moment, he didn't even move.

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

He followed the prestige and saw Yue Huan curled up in sweat profusely, biting her lips tightly and still crying out in pain.

Jiang Qi frowned slightly, counting the time silently in his heart.

Suddenly, his eyes turned cold.

Her Fallen Soul broke out.

Jiang Qi stared deeply at Yue Huan, who was dying of pain. After half a month, her poisonous hair should have had an attack once.

How could she survive without his blood?

And who saved her?

He followed closely but failed to find any trace of her, and during the few days he stayed in the cave, no suspicious person appeared.

Where is Yue Huan hiding?

Just as he was thinking deeply, Yan Qi, who was dazed by the pain, suddenly opened his eyes.

Enduring the pain that pierced her bones, she rummaged through the box for something.

From the beginning to the end, she never looked at Jiang Qi, nor did she notice that the man's eyes followed 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 pill that Cang Lan prepared for her. The pain made her hands tremble, and she couldn't grasp the black porcelain bottle at all.

After finally opening the cork of the porcelain bottle, the pills were disobediently scattered all over the place.

what is that?
Jiang Qi squinted slightly at the falling black pill.

Yan Qi was panting heavily, her eyes blurred with moist eyes, she fumbled to pick up the scattered pills.

I found two and put them in my mouth to swallow.

Yan Qi didn't know where to cover himself to relieve the pain all over his body.

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

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something.

Wiping away the tears that blocked his sight, he looked at Jiang Qi who was sitting beside him.

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

Jiang Qi felt the shift of sight, and Fu opened his eyes again to continue to look at Yue Huan.

The trembling and curly long eyelashes are moist and shiny.

she is crying...

Cang Lan's medicine started to take effect, and the bite gradually turned into Ling Chi.

She is still in pain.

Yan Qi didn't understand why the blood of the most yin had such a great effect?
She thought blood detoxification was just a nonsense joke.

Unexpectedly, the joke was actually her own, and the fallen soul taught her a lesson.

During these few episodes, even without drinking Jiang Qi's blood, she was in pain as if her bones had been dismantled, crushed and reassembled.

She also made back Nezha and experienced skinning the cramps.

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

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

Both can effectively suppress her severe pain attack, if taken at the same time, will the effect be doubled?
Jiang Qi frowned and watched as she dug out two more porcelain bottles, took out the medicine inside and ate them.

Is this woman crazy?
Jiang Qi observed carefully, her poisoning his blood is the best antidote.

At first, he also thought it was just an excuse for Emperor Ming to send troops to Da Zhou.

Until he came to Yuezhi, even if Yuehuan used up all the medicines every time he got poisoned, it was not as good as his bowl of blood.

(End of this chapter)