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

Chapter 6 Kill the chicken to warn the monkey

"I can't tell, maybe tomorrow, or maybe even longer."

Cang Lan couldn't say for sure, he only knew that every time Yue Huan got sick, he was overdrawing his few lives.

After this encounter, it can be regarded as exhausting all the energy and blood that was carefully raised before.

You have to be careful in the future.

If he continued to struggle like this, he might not live for three years.

Hearing Canglan's bottomless words, the queen was very sad.

"Huan'er, my Huan'er, has too many problems."

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

The Queen's phoenix eyes blinked slightly, tears rolled down, and she looked at Yue Huan with distress and remorse.

It was she who failed to give Yue Huan a healthy body.

It was she who failed to prevent the insidious means of this huge harem.

But why did the retribution happen to Huan'er!

Emperor Ming watched this scene without saying a word, his gloomy expression was enough to show the self-blame and powerlessness deep in his heart.

As the most honorable man of Yuezhi, he possesses absolute power and wealth.

But the most ruthless emperor's family, these are the prices he has to pay.

"Genius doctor, will increasing the blood volume make Huan'er wake up sooner?"

Emperor Ming's dark and deep eyes fell on the sleeping Jiang Qi, his eyes were hot and crazy.

The fragile and fragile Yue Huan made him feel very uncomfortable.

As long as it can change his Huan'er's health, so what if Jiang Qi's blood is drained?

He still doesn't pay attention to the mere Prince Zhou.

Cang Lan paused for Jiang Qi's action of wiping the corners of his mouth, barely perceptible, glanced at Emperor Ming with bloody eyes, and said firmly:

"No. Do you think this most yin blood is a magic elixir?"

Cang Lan did not doubt Emperor Ming's madness at all, otherwise he would not have sent troops to Dazhou for the blood of the most Yin.

Take the prince from others.

If he got an affirmative answer, the prince Jiang Qi might become a mummified corpse in the near future.

"The blood of the most yin is beneficial to the princess, but if it is too full, it will be a loss, especially if it is too much."

Emperor Ming stared at Cang Lan with heavy eyes, the lights and shadows in his eyes flickered, and he kept secrets.

The air was stagnant, with the discomfort of lack of oxygen.

Standing beside Emperor Ming, Yue Jue was also overwhelmed by his domineering imperial aura.

Did not dare to move.

Cang Lan didn't change his face, and he didn't fear the pressure of Emperor Ming.

He didn't lie.

Although I don't know where Emperor Ming knew the method.

But Yue Huan's body really couldn't bear the excessive Yin blood.

After a long while, Emperor Ming withdrew his aggressive air: "What the genius doctor said is that Huan'er relies on the genius doctor."

"The doctor is benevolent, Your Majesty is welcome."

Cang Lan went to Yue Huan's side to feel her pulse, and once again lamented the magic of the blood of Yin.

The feeling of weightlessness surrounded Yue Huan, suffocating like drowning.

There are intermittent ravings in my ears, strange and familiar, so eagerly looking forward to.

The severe pain in her whole body tore at her only nerve, and she was unable to respond in the slightest.

Who will save her, Yue Huan unconsciously whimpered and begged.

Who will take away her broken bones and carrion.

If the bone is gone, there will be no pain.

With the flesh and blood gone, the pain would be over.

Suddenly, a hole was torn open in the pitch-black night.

Red, scorching liquid poured down, covering her fragmented body, soaking her bad bones and rotting flesh.

Miraculously, restless tearing feels soothed.

Every inch of skin and every inch of meridians gradually calmed down, the pain receded like a tide, and the tense nerves were stretched.

Yue Huan, who was in a coma, subconsciously calmed down her frowning brows.

Seeing Yue Huan's expression no longer in pain, Yue Jue felt at ease.

"Father, empress and empress go back to the palace to rest first. It is good for the minister to guard here. If Huan'er wakes up, the empress will send someone to notify the father and empress as soon as possible."

Emperor Ming looked at his eldest son, and nodded in satisfaction: "Alright."

He hurried back from the early morning, and there were still many books that he hadn't read.

Now that Huan'er's condition has stabilized, she shouldn't be in serious trouble.

"Queen, let's go, Jue'er will take good care of Huan'er."

Murong Ling caressed Yue Huan's thin and fair face reluctantly, and stood up with the support of Emperor Ming.

After all, it was because I was getting old, and my body couldn't bear the great grief and grief.

For a while, she was really weak.

Then nodded: "Alright."

As soon as the Emperor Ming and the Empress walked outside the Hall of Anle, they met Shen Yishu, who had just come to be a concubine.

As soon as Shen Yishu saw the emperor, her beautiful eyes were dazzled instantly, her small steps were full of lotuses, her slender waist was twisted so charmingly and enchantingly, she bowed profusely: "My concubine sees the emperor~"

The ending sound is mild and charming.

Then he turned sideways and bowed to Murong Ling: "The concubine sees the queen."

She had been looking for a chance for a long time to meet the emperor, but she couldn't do so.

There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and the empress is favored alone.

If she doesn't sharpen her head, she will not be able to accept the favor even if she is old and young.

Princess Yuehuan's illness can be said to be timely, can she not hurry up!
"Get up." Emperor Ming said calmly, "Why did Concubine Yi come to Yue Huan's An Le Hall?"

Murong Lingwen looked at Shen Yishu who was well-dressed and came, and glanced at Emperor Ming calmly.

It's not obvious that I came to 'encounter' you.

Otherwise, no matter how she turned around from Yiqing Palace, she wouldn't be able to drop in on An Le Palace.

Hearing this, Concubine Yi glanced secretly at Murong Lingwen, and replied to Emperor Ming shyly and coquettishly: "My concubine heard that Princess Yuehuan was ill, and came to visit her."

What comes in vain is not in vain.

The queen's face was not very good-looking.

Taking advantage of Huan'er's illness and using Huan'er as her ladder to climb the clouds, it's really reckless!
"Nonsense! The princess is seriously ill, you are so gorgeous and ostentatious, how decent you are!" Emperor Ming's voice was unconsciously a little cold.

Looking at Shen Yishu's gorgeous dress, like a lively butterfly, what's more, her eyes.

It is three-point similar to Yuehuan.

At this moment, she happened to be smiling, her beautiful eyes shining brightly.

Emperor Ming couldn't help but think of Yue Huan who was lying in a coma, and his mood was even worse for no reason.

How could he not understand the thoughts of women in the harem.

The king's technique is to control the heart.

In the past, he would have followed the trend, not only winning over the courtiers, but also making Concubine Yi happy.

Today, he didn't want to just push the boat along and do what Concubine Yi wanted.

I don't want to upset the Queen's heart.

"I pass on the imperial decree that Princess Yuehuan's illness needs to be recuperated, and no one should disturb her!"

"Come here! Send Yibi back to Yiqing Palace, and spend half a month thinking behind closed doors."

Emperor Ming made a decree with a cold face, he just wanted to use Yi concubine to make an example of others.

When Yipin heard this, her face turned pale with fright.

Hastily knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy: "The emperor forgives the crime, and the concubine is convicted!"

"Empress, please forgive me, this concubine knows his mistake!"

Emperor Ming remained indifferent, so Murong Ling naturally stood still.

Murong Lingyan didn't look at Emperor Ming until he saw Yipin being dragged back to the palace by the guards.

"Did the emperor punish you too severely?" Murong Ling did not forget her identity as a queen.

God knows, she felt comfortable.

She doesn't care about the concubine's tricks in private, but when she plays tricks on Huan'er's head, she has to ask her if she likes it.

"Aifei is still too kind." Emperor Ming took the queen's hand and comforted her carefully.

"Huan'er has your temperament, gentle and kind."

　Jiang Qi: Kindness?This is the funniest joke I've ever heard!
　　Yue Huan: ...

　　
　
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