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

Chapter 138 Will He Be Sad When He Dies?

"Who taught you to be so shameless?"

Before Yue Jue could say anything, the curtain was lifted.

Standing at one end of the curtain was Wen Mo, who had been left behind by the two of them.

Yue Jue: "..."

Is this dog skin plaster?
Can this also catch up?
However, what he said really touched his heart.

Wen Mo glanced at Yue Yue's bright red lips, but naturally he didn't let Jiang Qi's blood-colored lips fall.

What happened is self-evident.

He walked quickly to Yue Huan's side, and took her wrist to feel her pulse.

Sure enough, he got sick.

Under Wen Mo's long eyelashes was a raging hostility, he was not in good health and yet led her to toss like this.

He also tried to get rid of him as a doctor.

If it wasn't for this man being Qi Qi's elder brother, he really wanted to kill someone!
Wen Mo held back his anger and took out the porcelain bottle from his sleeve pocket, poured out the pills and wanted to feed them to Yue Huan.

Yue Jue grabbed his hand and said cautiously, "What is this?"

Wen Mo frowned and looked at Yue Jue, "Haven't you seen it?"

He remembered that when Yue Huan left with Qingshan, he had prepared several bottles for her. Yue Jue must have seen it before.

"Should I see it?"

Yue Jue grabbed his hand and didn't let go, for fear that Wen Mo might accidentally give Yue Huan some unknown medicine.

Ever since he knew that Wen Mo might be from the Northern Qi Dynasty, he had been extra cautious.

Jiang Qi looked at the two people who were chattering and chattering, and rolled his eyes, "Don't waste your efforts, you have taken the medicine Yuehuan, and you can't suppress her poisonous hair at all."

He squinted at his bloody wrist, "Also, what is shameless?"

"How can she drink blood if she doesn't kiss me?"

Jiang Qi seemed to be deliberately playing a rogue, or possessive, so he sucked a mouthful of blood in front of Wen Mo, and kissed Yue Huan's lips without saying a word.

The lips are close together, soft.

It was Jiang Qi's greedy breath.

Wen Mo stared at Jiang Qi's profile gloomily, and the veins in his hands popped out.

Is this provoking him?
Wen Mo's slightly squinted eyes lifted up, revealing his murderous intent.

What does it mean that his medicine is a waste of effort?

Of course he knew that his medicine could not suppress Yue Huan's poisonous hair, otherwise he would have killed him a hundred thousand times!
Even Yue Jue at the side felt the murderous aura emanating from Wen Mo, how could Jiang Qi, the center surrounded by murderous intent, not feel it?

Just when the treacherous atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out, a muffled groan resounded.

Instantly broke the tense situation.

The men paused slightly, and looked at Yue Huan suddenly.

The one with the strongest feeling is Jiang Qi.

He stared blankly at Yue Huan whose eyelashes were trembling slightly, and did not dare to move his thin lips, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

Yan Qi felt as if she was soaked in blood, and the strong smell of rust surrounded her, and even hit her continuously.

His body was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to move his fingertips.

The heavy eyelids seemed to be glued together, and there was no way to open them.

Was she broken by Yue Jing?
In Yan Qi's mind, he recalled the incident of himself and Yiqi being intercepted.

Yiqi was stabbed through the heart, and she was thrown flying out holding Yiqi.
Yiqi lay there, motionless, no matter how she crawled, she couldn't get to Yiqi's side.

Even in the dream, despair swept over her, Yan Qi wept silently, muttering in pain, "Play chess, don't die..."

The three men were stunned when they heard the words, and the expressions on their faces were distressed, guilty, or sad.

Jiang Qi stared at her teardrops gloomyly, and when the tears fell between the pillows, he stretched out his fingertips to stop them.

He looked at the crystals on his fingertips, and squinted at Yuehuan's extremely restless little face.

Put your fingertips in your mouth.

Very salty.

Jiang Qi caressed Yue Huan's face, and whispered close to her ear, "Yue Huan, are you so sad about Yiqi's death?"

What about him?

He also held a sword in her hand and pierced into the heart.

If he died, would Yue Huan be so sad?
At this moment, Yan Qi's eyes opened suddenly, and he looked at Jiang Qi in a daze.

Sad and lifeless, as if he hadn't slowed down.

"Yiqi... is dead?"

"Huan'er?" Yue Jue was overjoyed to see Yue Huan opened her eyes, and immediately moved closer to Yue Huan.

Yue Huan's eyelashes trembled feebly, but she didn't look at Yue Jue.

She blinked her eyelashes a few times tiredly, then closed her eyes again.

There was no more movement.

Yue Jue's heart tightened, and she said in panic, "Wen Mo, Huan'er..."

what happened?
Wen Mo suddenly grabbed Yan Qi's wrist, and after a while, "Nothing unusual."

After drinking Jiang Qi's blood, her fallen soul is not a threat for the time being.

"I guess I was too sad, so I fell asleep again."

Didn't she cry just now?
Yue Jue breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

As long as there is nothing to do, the heart that has been restless and restless for the past few days has finally settled down.

Jiang Qi was still lying on the edge of the soft couch, staring straight at Yue Huan's closed eyes.

The phoenix eyes were pitch black.

How many people did she pretend to have in her heart?
A hidden guard, is it worth her crying for him in her dreams?
The same is true for the safe talisman, there are so many, no one is the only one.

It turned out that she was not only good to him.

For some reason, Jiang Qi felt uneasy.

In the eyes that were opened briefly just now, there was no wave in the eyes that looked at him.

Didn't she also resist his kiss?
Why is there no reaction at all?
It's as if he's just an insignificant stranger.

Do we still have to find Cang Lan?

Jiang Qi suppressed the thoughts in his eyes, squinted at Yue Jue, "Take care of her."

Then he opened the curtain and went out.

Yue Jue glanced at Jiang Qi's back, when did this person become so active?
Didn't he want to cling to Huan'er just now? Besides, there is also Wen Mo who is watching him covetously.

Can he be so relieved?

"Did brother forget to call Wen Mo when he left? Let me chase after him for a while."

Wen Mo's words successfully made Yue Jue's expression froze for a moment, and he had no time to guess Jiang Qi's thoughts.

Embarrassing, really embarrassing.

Yue Jue looked at Wen Mo calmly, unexpectedly meeting his smiling eyes.

"Ok?"

"Did Jiang Qi not call you?"

Yue Jue blurted out and used Jiang Qi to cover the bag.

Anyway, these two people always love to pinch each other, so it shouldn't be a problem if there is more hatred, right?

He can't say that he did it on purpose, can he?

With a reasonable excuse, the embarrassment on Yue Jue's face instantly disappeared without a trace.

"Really?"

Wen Mo's voice was low and hoarse, "Brother, please remember to call Wen Mo next time, I will be sad if Qiqi is gone."

Wen Mo didn't care what the truth was, he only knew that it was a fact that he was left behind.

In Yue Jue's eyes now, he might be a charlatan.

It's normal to be wary of him.

But letting him leave like this, he was really worried about Yan Qi.

God knows, after he got out of the bath, he saw someone going to the empty room in the building.

How much I want to kill.

It was like this every time, he was always the one left behind.

When Yue Huan is awake, just sneak away without taking him.

Even when he was in a coma and escaped secretly, he didn't have his share.

How could he not be angry?

At any rate, he was still screaming at his elder brother, Yue Jue's behavior really made him sad.

Could it be that he owed these brothers and sisters something in his previous life?
In this life, chasing to pay off the debt?
(End of this chapter)