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

Chapter 137 Kissed me, I have to take responsibility

In the past few days, Wen Mo didn't take much rest after taking care of Yue Huan in his clothes.

After he left Yue Huan's room, he bought a jug of wine from the innkeeper and asked for hot water along the way.

Behind the screen, the figure of a man is faintly visible, his clothes are all faded, and the heat is curling up.

There was a soft sound of splashing water, and the man sighed comfortably.

The full head of blue hair is scattered on Ruyu's shoulders, stained with water color and floating in the water lines.

It's so vague, it's hard to see clearly...

The exhaustion all over his body dissipated, Wen Mo took the white jug beside him, raised his head and took a sip slowly.

The slender neck showed a perfect arc, which was soul-stirring.

Amidst the smog, the man's expression was far and deep.

Sighing and muttering, "Qiqi..."

How can I have it?
Wen Mo's eyebrows were entwined with a cloud of sadness, Yue Huan's situation...was getting worse.

The meridians were exhausted and injured again.

It was undoubtedly worse for her.

Based on his diagnosis, if Yue Huan experiences irreversible trauma again, she may even be 20 years old... is a luxury.

She was unwilling to drink Jiang Qi's blood to control her condition, and every time she fell into a coma, she was depleting her own vitality.

Now he has the idea of ​​sending Jiang Qi back to Dazhou, which is tantamount to committing suicide!

He checked Yue Huan's pulse after drinking Jiang Qi's blood. Jiang Qi's blood can not only suppress poisonous hair, but also has the effect of infiltration, which can nourish Yue Huan's damaged meridians.

What should he do?

Was Jiang Qi abolished and trapped him by Yue Huan's side?
Heart... really itchy.

In that case, Qiqi would hate him, right?

Wen Mo closed his eyes.

Northern Qi Dynasty--

He hasn't been back for a long time...

The carriage that Yue Huan was riding in before had been harnessed by Wu Yong to a new horse, and it was delivered intact to the inn where Yue Jue and the others stayed.

Right now, the man driving the carriage is still an old acquaintance of ours.

——Jiang Qi.

He wanted to hire a temporary groom, but Yue Jue was so angry that he "obediently" contracted the groom's job.

"There are two choices, either you get a car, or I'll call another friend of Huaner right now, I believe he will be very happy."

Jiang Qi stared at Yue Jue heavily, and watched him walk into the carriage with Yue Huan in his arms.

Yue Jue placed Yue Huan on the soft couch, and carefully tucked in the quilt for her.

Then he said quietly, "Let's go."

Jiang Qi, who was separated by a curtain, didn't respond, and the whip on the horse's back was the best answer.

Yue Jue felt Jiang Qi's anger, and the corners of her lips curled slightly.

What a joke, how could he let this evil dragon and Yue Huan be alone in the same carriage?

She dared to be frivolous and provocative in front of him, without him guarding her, Yue Huan didn't know how she would be bullied.

He does not follow!

The carriage staggered and soon arrived at the scene of the last 'accident'.

Yue Jue opened the curtain and looked over from afar.

There was a breeze, and there was no blood.

Except for the unknown birds chirping on the branches, the silence is far away.

If only it was this quiet all the time.

"Go faster."

Yue Jue's voice was very quiet and peaceful, but it just made Jiang Qi hear a sense of depression.

He glanced lightly at the crime scene where Yuejing died not far away.

"What, do you feel bad?"

It's just suicide, it's cheap for him.

It is not an exaggeration to divide the body into five horses!

Yue Jue noticed the slowing down of the carriage and knew that Jiang Qi did it on purpose.

Also no longer speak.

What do you feel bad about?

Distressed years are not forgiving.

Distressed things are different.

My heart aches for the lost...boy who cares so little.

Seeing that there was no response, Jiang Qi let out a low snort, "It's boring."

The carriage was running faster visible to the naked eye, and the surrounding scenery was constantly receding, receding...

Saying the final farewell silently.

When it was getting late, the carriage had already left the boundary of Yancheng.

Suddenly, a broken groan sounded, very light and shallow.

Yue Jue, who was sleeping with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Yue Huan, only to see that the person with eyes closed on the soft couch was pale, breathing heavily, and dripping with cold sweat.

The tightly knit brows were tangled together, and there were deep tooth marks on the thin lips, "Huan'er!"

Yue Jue quickly walked to the bed, patted Yue Huan's small face, her eyes were anxious, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

This was the first time Yue Huan had reacted since she fell into a coma.

When Jiang Qi heard the movement in the carriage, his heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition.

He tightened the reins suddenly, forcing the carriage to stop.

He opened the curtain and broke in.

Suddenly meeting Yue Jue's red eyes, he looked anxiously at Yue Huan to see her face clearly.

With a gloomy expression, "Get out of the way!"

He walked to Yue Huan's bed in three or two steps, took Yue Huan's hand and held it in his hand, it was really cold.

"Yuehuan?"

Yue Jue's voice trembled a little, "What are you doing here, go away! Huan'er needs to find a doctor!"

Jiang Qisen cast a cold glance at Yue Jue, "Doctor? Who are you looking for? Wen Mo or Cang Lan?"

He shook off Yue Jue's restraint, lifted up his sleeves, and untied the hairband on his wrist.

"What are you doing?" Yue Jue asked.

Although Jiang Qi's face was gloomy, he was not flustered. He quickly pulled out the dagger from his wrist and slashed hard at his wrist.

Blood dripped instantly.

Jiang Qi sent the bloody wrist to Yue Huan's mouth, pinched Yue Huan's jaw, and forced her to drink the warm blood that was rushing down.

"Huaner, is this... a fallen soul attack?"

Jiang Qi's face became even colder. What happened in the past few days prevented him from feeding Yue Huan with blood.

That's what caused her to get poisoned again today.

As always, Yue Huan is very resistant to blood.

In a coma, she tightened her brows and closed her lips.

Jiang Qi withdrew his wrist, took a deep breath, and leaned over to kiss Yue Huan in front of Yue Jue.

"--you!"

Jiang Qi reached out and lifted Yue Huan's jaw,
Yue Huan eats pain.

After a kiss, Jiang Qi raised his eyes to look at Yue Jue's stiff face, and jokingly said, "Why, you want to call me a beast again?"

"Is there any other way for the prince? Yue Huan seems to like this... way."

"No kissing, no coaxing, no drinking."

Yue Jue tightly clenched his fist, gritted his teeth and looked at Jiang Qi's unbeaten face, and could only swear, "Shameless!"

If he hadn't seen Yue Huan's refusal to take the initiative to drink blood, how could he let Jiang Qi kiss her.

"Shameless?"

"You probably don't know, ever since Yue Huan refused to take the initiative to drink blood, I have been feeding her like this."

"What does the prince think I am for?"

After Jiang Qi finished speaking leisurely, he took another mouthful of blood, ignored Yue Jue's livid face, and kissed again.

The taste of rust in my mouth is surprisingly sweet today.

Yue Jue couldn't describe his mood at the moment, Jiang Qi looked like this, he was grateful from the bottom of his heart.

At least, at this moment, he saw real worry in Jiang Qi.

He was really afraid that something would happen to Yue Huan.

Jiang Qi ended with a kiss, looking at Yue Jue's dark face.

The words are not surprising, "Yue Huan kissed me, and she will be responsible for me."

"Understand?"

(End of this chapter)