Princess, be nice

Chapter 676

Xie Ci protects her on his chest, not allowing her hands to move.

So as not to strain the wound on the chest.

even if.

Her chest had begun to ooze blood.

"No, no..."

Seeing that he couldn't struggle, Yuan Changhuan's messy hair stuck to his face, and he kicked his leg violently.

Almost kicked the thank you.

Xie Ci held her whole body, his legs pressed against hers, not touching her chest wound for a moment.

Yuan Changhuan was still struggling in his arms.

"Here we come, Miracle Doctor Cui is here."

Qing Wan ran in panting, followed by Doctor Cui.

Yuan Changhuan's situation can be seen at a glance.

Doctor Cui said resolutely, "The Imperial Concubine is having a nightmare, and she must be woken up quickly."

With that said, Miracle Doctor Cui took out the golden needle.

A needle was stabbed in Yuan Changhuan's body.

Yuan Changhuan, who was still struggling, calmed down in an instant.

Xie Ci quietly breathed a sigh of relief, put her on the bed, and asked in a deep voice, "Why is the princess always having nightmares?"

"The imperial concubine always has nightmares?" Miracle doctor Cui asked Qingwan, frowning while directing Qingwan to change Yuan Changhuan's medicine.

"Many times." Xie Ci frowned and pondered, "Ever since the eldest grandson undid the Gu for her last time, she began to have continuous nightmares, and these two days have become more severe, and she has nightmares as soon as she falls asleep."

Doctor Cui stroked his beard and shook his head again and again, "No, no."

So wrong.

"When the concubine wakes up, the concubine can ask the concubine what dream she had, so that he can prescribe the right medicine."

"Maybe it's overthinking. After all, I think about it every day and dream at night."

"Unlock it, it may be relieved."

After Miracle Doctor Cui ordered, he left.

Xie Ci looked at Yuan Changhuan's face and said nothing for a long time.

Because, just vaguely, he heard Qin Lancang's name.

She dreamed of Qin Lancang.

Do you mean not wanting him to die?

but……

Qin Lancang must die!

Xie Ci's clear, moist and mild eyebrows and eyes were instantly sharp and cold, eerie and treacherous.

Cold fingers fiddled with her sweat-soaked hair, revealing her pale and delicate face.

The tone was gentle and soft, "If he's dead, you won't miss him anymore."

Yuan Changhuan, who was originally quiet, suddenly twitched his fingers as if he had sensed Xie Ci's words.

immediately.

He was held back by Xie Ci.

Qing Wan stood beside the screen, the tray in her hand was almost unsteady.

A cool breeze rattled the windows.

The room is quiet and peaceful.

No one knows, it's weird and unpredictable.

After a day and a night.

Yuan Changhuan woke up groggy, his body was dry.

Her voice was hoarse, "Qing Wan?"

"Jade satin?"

But no one came.

Yuan Changhuan propped his arms on the bed, trying to sit up.

Then he was held by a pair of big cold hands, "Where do you want to go?"

The voice is as cold as these hands.

Yuan Changhuan turned his head mechanically, only then did he see that there was a man lying on the other side of the bed, and he was a male god covered in frost, especially those eyes, which seemed to be soaked in the wind and snow.

Cold to the bone.

"Thank you?"

Hearing her questioning tone, Xie Ci smiled coolly, "No amnesia this time, not bad."

"Speaking in a strange way, I'm hungry." Rubbing his belly, Yuan Changhuan said softly.

If Yuan Changhuan had said this in the past, Xie Ci would have asked someone to get food, this time...

Xie Ci replied lazily, and closed his eyes again, "I'm hungry."

Yuan Changhuan was so angry by his attitude that his heart ached, he covered the painful wound, cleared his throat, and shouted, "Qing Wan!"

(End of this chapter)