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

Chapter 143 Karma
Yue Huan has a special body, only someone who is familiar with fallen souls can take care of her body so flawlessly.

So Cang Lan is certain that the young man in front of him is the one who rescued Yue Huan and made pills for her with Qing Shan.

With a word, Wan Laijing.

Jiang Qi and Yue Jue knew about this a long time ago, but Emperor Ming didn't.

There was a hint of danger in his eyes, "What medicine?"

Yue Huanzai and Qingshan were injured and disappeared, could it be that they were rescued by the person in front of them?
So what does Canglan mean by medicine?

Wen Mo glanced at Cang Lan, of course he knew what Cang Lan was referring to.

He couldn't help but secretly startled that this person was worthy of being a genius doctor, with such a meticulous mind, just by checking Yue Huan's pulse, he could guess that he knew about the poison of Fallen Soul.

"The medicine was indeed given by me."

Wen Mo paused for a moment and looked at Emperor Ming, "As for what the medicine is, I'll just say it because there are no outsiders here."

"When Qingshan and I were rescuing Qiqi, I encountered her poisonous hair. I just knew a little bit about this poison, so I made the pill for her on my own initiative."

"The effect of the pill can only temporarily suppress the pain of her poisonous hair."

Speaking of this, Wen Mo looked at Cang Lan with burning eyes, and he had long wanted to talk to Cang Lan about the fallen souls in the habitat.

I heard from Qiqi that Cang Lan once cured her mother of the poison.

Cang Lan's gaze was deep and deep. How could he know anything about fallen souls if he could refine such pills?

The pill has the same effect as the one he made, and it can only relieve a temporary need, and it is still not as effective as Jiang Qi's blood.

Emperor Ming cast a heavy glance at Wen Mo, then his eyes fell on Cang Lan, "Genius doctor, Huan'er has taken that medicine?"

Cang Lan never mentioned these things to him.

Furthermore, Cang Lan did not answer Yue Jue's question just now.

It's Yue Huan's body, is there something wrong?

Cang Lan suppressed the dark light in his eyes, nodded slowly, "I have taken it, it is a very good medicine."

"Don't worry, it's harmless to her body."

It was just mixed with the medicine he gave, and the effect of the medicine was a bit shocking.

It would indeed make Yue Huan uncomfortable.

Emperor Ming's face looked better when he heard the words, but it was related to Yue Huan, "The genius doctor just meant that Huan'er's body..."

Cang Lan sighed in a low voice, "Princess's body is really not optimistic."

Wen Mo lightly tapped the fan bone with his index finger, but he closed his eyes and didn't speak. What he could find out, naturally he couldn't hide it from Cang Lan.

"The existence of the fallen soul has always corroded the princess's body. This is a fact that cannot be ignored."

"However, I have been seriously injured many times, coupled with excessive worry, the situation is naturally very poor."

Cang Lan looked sideways at Yue Huan, her body had been nourished by Jiang Qi's blood for five years, and once she wanted to cut off Jiang Qi's blood.

The body will naturally dry up faster.

In fact, if you drink it or not, Yue Huan's meridians will be exhausted until she dies.

It's just a matter of time or not.

Emperor Ming lowered his eyes, "Then, will Huan'er's health improve after increasing the blood volume?"

When he said this, Emperor Ming didn't even look at Jiang Qi.

If three times a month is not enough, then four times a month, if four times is not enough, then ten times!
Huaner can always be left behind.

Jiang Qi squinted at Emperor Ming, and then looked at his own wrist.

Can increasing the blood volume really make Yue Huan's body better?
Yue Jue frowned and looked at Jiang Qi, increase blood volume?

There are countless deep and shallow scars on his wrists, even looking at them is a little shocking, even so, isn't it enough?
Cang Lan frowned, "Your Majesty, Cang Lan said a long time ago that Prince Jiang Qi's blood is not a panacea, and it cannot prevent the princess' meridians from drying up, let alone..."

"What's more, I don't want to." A hoarse voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Cang Lan's words.

Everyone looked at Yue Huan on the bed. The person whose eyes were closed tightly opened them at some point.

She looked sideways at Emperor Ming, her pale lips parted slightly, and she said word by word: "Father, I don't want to."

"Huaner!"

"Huan'er, are you awake?"

"Qiqi?"

For a moment, several people were overjoyed and approached Yue Huan's bed one after another.

Emperor Ming stood at the forefront, and he sat on the outside of the bed, holding Yue Huan's hand, "Huan'er, don't mess around, you are not in good health, how can you do it without taking medicine?"

Jiang Qi was squeezed to the outermost side, staring at Yue Huan's small face from afar.

Yea, how can it be done without drinking his blood?
How could she not drink his blood?
"Father, take blood three times a month, and there are three whole bowls."

"I'm tired of drinking, and I'm tired of drinking, how do you want to increase your blood volume?"

Yan Qi's eyes were full of despair and sadness, and she tried so hard to cut off the origin of this evil.

She would rather endure the torment of the fallen soul for life, even if she fainted from the pain, she never thought of drinking Jiang Qi's blood.

Cang Lan lied to her, Jiang Qi lied to her, and now even Emperor Ming is coming to persecute her!

Yan Qi's eyes gradually turned red, and there was deep disgust in her eyes. She glanced at Jiang Qi who was standing outside, and waved to him.

"Jiang Qi, come here."

Jiang Qi stared deeply at Yue Huan's red eyes, and walked towards her with heavy steps. For some reason, he always felt uneasy.

Emperor Ming glanced at Jiang Qi, his eyes flickered slightly.

Is Yue Huan resisting drinking Jiang Qi's blood?

Yan Qi turned over and sat up, grabbing the hand of Jiang Qi who was walking in front of him.

Jiang Qi froze, the place where her wrist was pinched was burning hot, he asked hoarsely, "What are you doing?"

Yan Qihong kept his eyes open and didn't speak, and suddenly lifted up Jiang Qi's sleeves!

Jiang Qi's pupils shrank slightly, and it was too late to stop it!

Yan Qi stared blankly at the lavender hairband on Jiang Qi's wrist, his fingertips trembling slightly.

This is a hair tie that she randomly picked out when Yongling couldn't tie her hair.

After Jiang Qi gave her a hairpin, she never saw this headband embroidered with the moon again.

She caressed the white moon on the hairband, did Jiang Qi carry it with him?
Yan Qi started to untie the knot of her hairband, Jiang Qi pressed her hand, staring at her deeply with his deep eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mine."

Don't take it away.

This hair has the breath of her body, which has an analgesic effect.

With it wrapped around, his wrists don't hurt anymore.

Yan Qi looked up at the pleading in Jiang Qi's eyes, did he think he wanted to get this thing back?
It's just a hair tie, not a treasure.

Her voice was very low, "Take it away, I don't want it."

Yan Xi took away the hand he was holding down, and untied the purple hair band layer by layer, and there were countless hideous scars under each layer.

Yan Qi looked at the new scar that hadn't healed yet, closed his eyes, and tried hard to hide the tears in his eyes.

That day, half dreaming and half awake, the person she saw was indeed Jiang Qi.

The taste of blood in the mouth is also real.

She is really drinking blood.

Yan Qi suppressed the sourness on the tip of his nose, and looked at Emperor Ming, "Father, look, the wound on this wrist."

Emperor Ming stared deeply at Yue Huan's scarlet eyes filled with tears, and frowned in confusion.

"so what?"

How can there be no reason to take blood without injury?

Yan Qi pursed his lips miserably, "So what?"

"Father, Yiqi is dead."

Yan Qi's words without beginning or end made Emperor Ming's frown deepen.

It was just a secret guard, and it was his destiny and his honor to die for his master.

What is there to mention.

Yan Qi looked at Emperor Ming and said sadly, "Yiqi's death and Jiang Qi's injury are all karma owed by Huan'er."

"What do you think I should pay back?"

(End of this chapter)