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

Chapter 105
"Brother Emperor!"

Yuejing looked at the bone-like figure defensively, and stood in front of Yuejue calmly.

The man looked at Yue Jing who suddenly appeared, and blinked his dark eyes, "Third...Prince?"

Yuejing's starry eyes were as calm as water, he carefully looked at the person in front of him, trying to discern something from his dark face.

"Yue Jing, get out of the way." Yue Jue already had an answer when she heard the man's voice.

He crossed Yuejing, looked down at the man curled up on the ground, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you Mr. Zhang Yanzhang?"

The rough and hoarse voice of His Royal Highness was too dry for him to distinguish.

But the sound of the third prince made Yue Jue suddenly recognize who the person in front of her was.

Looking at His Royal Highness in front of him, Zhang Yan burst into tears, his throat filled with whimpers, and he slowly covered his face with his skinny palms.

Nodding indiscriminately.

Then he struggled to get up and knelt down in front of Yue Jue and the others. His weak and tired body couldn't support his movements at all, so he knelt down on the ground.

Saluting tremblingly, "My minister... Zhang Yan... I have seen, I have seen... Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

In a word, Zhang Yan had exhausted all his strength.

"Wei Chi, hurry up and help Master Zhang up!"

Yue Jue looked at Zhang Yan who was kneeling on the ground, her phoenix eyes were as dark as water, how vicious these people are.

The dignified imperial envoy was tortured into such a state!
Wei Chi stepped forward in a hurry, helped Zhang Yan up, and looked at the haggard Zhang Yan collapsed in his arms, with disbelief in his eyes.

This is Master Zhang Yan Zhang?

That upright Zhang Yan with a breeze in his sleeves?

A layer of cold sweat broke out unconsciously on Wei Chi's back. Could it be that Mr. Zhang Yan has stayed in this dark basement for more than 60 days?

How on earth did he survive?

Zhang Yan's aura has gradually weakened, his skinny hands tightly gripped Wei Chi's clothes, and he pointed tremblingly at one place, "... Qian Liang..."

"What happened to the disaster victims...?"

He is ashamed of His Majesty, ashamed of the victims of East Pole.

In the trap of the thief.

Now that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came to the rescue in person, the guilt in Zhang Yan's heart accumulated in his chest, and a mouthful of old blood spewed out.

In an instant, he was so angry that he passed out.

"Master Zhang?!" Wei Chi called out to Zhang Yan sharply, his fingertips hurriedly checking his breath.

Feeling his faint breath, Wei Chi breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded lightly to Yue Jue's gaze, "He's still alive."

"General Wei, carry Mr. Zhang up and call the imperial physician to come over and treat him with all his strength."

"Master Zhang's life must be saved!"

Yue Jue ordered Wei Chi in a deep voice, wait until Zhang Yan and the other survivor were sent away by Wei Chi.

He took the torch from the soldier beside him and walked towards Zhang Yan's finger.

This dark room that exists underground is very large, and everything you can see is darkness, and you can't see the end at a glance.

The place where Zhang Yan and others and this batch of money and food are stored is just the tip of the iceberg.

Yue Jue walked towards the batch of money and food.

The soldiers opened the boxes containing silver one by one, and counted them one by one.

Not bad.

The batch of sacks containing grain became tattered, as if they had been ripped open by hands.

The ground is full of scattered grain and bits and pieces of broken shells.

— eat it raw!
Yue Jue's heart sank suddenly.

He looked at the corpses with a gloomy and hostile look in his eyes.

He closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Take these corpses up and bury them all!"

Yuejing looked at this basement, his crazy mother and concubine really did things cruelly.

The officials ordered by the imperial court were imprisoned in the dark basement, and the tortured ones were completely inhuman.

Dead dead, useless waste.

Since you want Zhang Yan's life, why not just give him a happy one?

"Brother Huang, go up." Yue Jing narrowed her eyes and called to Yue Jue.

The smell of corpses is so high here, and the stench is pervasive. It is not good for the body to stay for a long time.

Yue Jue's body was seriously injured and he was still recovering, so he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Yue Jue let out a breath, nodded slightly, and walked towards the secret passage.

Yue Jue stood by the pool, looking at the dark underground passage, "After the money and food are brought up, this basement will be sealed."

The wind blows the willow green, and half a month has passed like this.

Yan Qi was in a bowl of soup and medicine, his injuries had almost healed, at least he could wander around the streets and alleys of Gusu with Bai Luoluo.

Bai Luoluo came to the Qingfeng Inn today to look for Yan Qi, and still brought her the peach blossom cakes from Gusu.

Every time she came to visit Yan Qi, she would bring a few boxes.

The boxes left over from last time are gone, so it can be seen that Yan Qi and the others should like to eat.

She noticed this carefully and brought it to Yan Qi every time.

"Qiqi, today's peach blossom cake."

Bai Luoluo put the delicately decorated pastry box in front of Yan Qi, signaling her to eat quickly, being generous and generous.

Yan Qi looked at the Peach Blossom Crisp in front of him, and for a moment didn't know what expression to put on.

For the past half month, she has been able to see the exquisite peach blossom cakes every time, which are beautiful and attractive.

It smells like peach blossoms again.

It tastes like nothing in your mouth.

The pink color instantly became dull.

Jiang Qi was afraid that she would be sad, so every time Bai Luoluo brought it, he would take away the peach blossom cakes after she left.

"Eat." Bai Luoluo looked at Yan Qi who couldn't move, and urged.

Yan Qi watched as the smile gradually spread on Bai Luoluo's lips, and he stretched out his pale fingers to grab the peach blossom cake.

The wrist was grasped suddenly, Jiang Qi looked at Bai Luoluo with cold and distant eyes, "Does this Gusu only produce peach blossom cakes?"

Bai Luoluo followed Jiang Qi's wrist and looked at Jiang Qi's face, "It's not just peach blossom cakes, there are plum cakes, crabapple cakes, and cherry blossom cakes."

Yan Qi: ...

Jiang Qi: ...

Seeing the silence between the two, Bai Luoluo felt blessed in an instant:

"Is Qiqi tired of eating peach blossom cakes?"

"Then I'll bring you other pastries tomorrow?"

Yan Qi looked at the enthusiastic Bai Luoluo embarrassingly, "That Luoluo, don't bother."

"I actually... actually..."

Yan Qi racked her brains to think of a reasonable reason, how should she reject such sweet troubles?

She suddenly looked at Shang Jiang Qi with slightly disgusted eyes, her eyes lit up, and she looked at Bai Luoluo sincerely.

"I don't actually like dessert."

Jiang Qi's eyes hurt slightly, and he narrowed his eyes to look at Yue Huan.

Not a fan of desserts... no wonder.

Dessert is her favorite, and she likes all flavors.

Only almond cake.

Hearing this, Bai Luoluo looked Yan Qi up and down, "Don't you like dessert?"

how can that be possible?
"Would a beauty not like dessert?"

"And when I brought peach blossom cakes for the first time, I clearly saw you drooling."

Yan Qi: "..."

You really don't have anyone's attention.

(End of this chapter)