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

Chapter 169 Qiqi, I am Shi Wuxian
When Wen Mo heard Yue Huan's words, a trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes, "Go home."

"Go back to the home I haven't been back for a long time."

Wen Mo glanced at Yue Jue, who was always paying attention to Yue Huan, and couldn't help but ask a silly question.

"Qiqi, tell me, my family will miss me just like your father and elder brother miss you?"

Yue Jue's love for Yue Huan really doesn't seem to come from the royal family.

How could the royal brother-sister relationship be so pure and sincere?

"Go home?" Yan Qi's eyes were a little distant.

"Since I am going home, I will naturally miss it."

Wen Mo glanced at Yue Huan's indifferent appearance, as if she was so drunk that she didn't know what he was talking about.

He reached out and stroked her hair, "I hope so."

The look on Wen Mo's face didn't have much expectation, his brother, he was very cold, but he didn't express his love for Yue Huan so enthusiastically like Yue Jue.

but--

"Qiqi, when I get home, I can find the antidote for you."

"You must take good care of your body, and wait for me to come back to find you, understand?"

He moved the wine glass on the table farther away, "Especially this wine, don't drink it anymore."

"Drinking hurts your health."

Yan Qi's eyes followed the movement of his hand holding the wine glass, "No discomfort, you can drink."

"Canglan didn't say anything, don't drink."

"Osmanthus wine, delicious."

Wen Mo understood Yue Huan's headless words.

He smiled, "You are clever, don't forget that I am also a doctor, you have to listen to what I say."

"If you really want to drink, just have a few drinks, but don't be so drunk as you are now."

"After I come back and heal your body, you can do whatever you want."

Yan Qi looked up at Wen Mo, she raised her hand to gently pinch his face, with a smile on her lips, "Little Sunshine, I just asked you to help me lie to my father, but I didn't let you lie to me."

"I remember, in Yu Qingshan, you said I was dying."

"Hopeless."

"How to cure it?"

Yan Qi was silent for a while, then took his hand away from Wen Mo's face, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Wen Mo, I just want to reassure my father and brother. I know my body well, so I don't need any white lies."

"do you understand?"

When she woke up that day, she heard what her father and Cang Lan had said.

Furthermore, she is the one who feels the most intuitively about her body.

She has lost her sense of taste, and now even her sight is almost gone.

On the day Yuejing died, her eyes were briefly darkened.

She thought it was just a serious injury.

But when she wakes up in the morning these days, her eyes are always dark for a while.

Yan Qi finally noticed something was wrong.

She is really going blind...

With her illness, she will lose all five senses after she becomes terminally ill, right?

Even if Wen Mo really had a way, it was too late.

Hearing Yue Huan's words, Wen Mo's heart ached like a needle prick.

He wished he could beat himself who had nothing to do with Qingshan Pass, how could he say such things to Yue Huan?
Those words, coming out of Yue Huan's mouth, made him feel so uncomfortable that he was about to die.

How did she accept the fact that she was going to die step by step in these years?

Wen Mo's eyes were full of pain, "Qiqi, don't be like this, those words are my nonsense, I am not rigorous enough."

"I have asked Canglan Divine Doctor how to treat fallen souls, plus my family..."

Wen Mo's words stopped abruptly, how should he introduce his home to Yue Huan?

If she knew the Fallen were from his family, she—

Will you blame him?

"...Combined with the records in my family, I will definitely be able to develop an antidote."

"Qiqi, give me some time, I can save you, okay?"

Yan Qi looked at the almost stubborn pleading in Wen Mo's eyes, his eyelashes flickered slightly.

"Wen Mo, I believe you."

"Don't worry, I'm right here, just take your time."

Forget it, let him alone.

It is good to have a thought.

Anyway, her body is just like this, believe it or not, she is in the imperial capital.

Living the last countdown of life.

"Qiqi, did I never tell you where I am from?"

Wen Mo looked at Yue Huan's gentle appearance, his voice was hoarse and difficult.

He was suddenly a little afraid that if Yue Huan knew from other people that he was from the Northern Qi Dynasty and that the poison on her body was closely related to his family, would Yue Huan...

There was a strong impulse in his heart, and he didn't want to lie to her.

Where are you from?
She knows, the Northern Qi royal family.

Wen Mo stared straight at Yue Huan's drunken eyes, and didn't care about anything.

He took Yue Huan's hand, "Go, I'll take you somewhere."

Wen Mo led Yue Huan to stand up, and almost everyone's eyes fell on them. Ever since Cang Lan said that Wen Mo's medical skills were reliable, Yue Jue became less defensive towards Wen Mo.

After all, it is all thanks to Wen Mo who took care of her all the way.

Emperor Ming just glanced at the two of them lightly, then withdrew his eyes, and continued to play with Wen Yan's superficial smile.

Only Jiang Qi.

He kept staring at the interaction between Wen Mo and Yue Huan.

They were so close, chatting and laughing happily, either rubbing their heads or pinching their faces in intimate movements.

God knows how much he wants to snatch Yue Huan over.

The unnatural flushing on Yue Huan's face and her charming and soft appearance were all peeped by Wen Mo.

Now, Wen Mo even took people away!
How does this make him sit still?

The cool evening wind blows away some of the heat on Yan Qi's face.

She looked at Wen Mo's back in a daze, "Little Sun, where are you going?"

"I'm dizzy, can I go again tomorrow?"

Wen Mo's footsteps stopped abruptly, and Yan Qi bumped into his back without noticing.

It's all right now, I'm even more dizzy.

Yan Qi had no strength all over his body, so limp that he couldn't even support his own body.

Just when she was about to collapse to the ground, her body suddenly hung in the air.

She was held in Wen Mo's arms.

"Sorry, I was so nervous."

Why did Wen Mo think he was the one who was drunk?
He was too anxious to find a secluded place and tell Yue Huan everything about himself.

He didn't want Yue Huan to call him by a false name when she thought of him.

In that case, would he not be able to receive Yue Huan's thoughts in Northern Qi?
Yan Qi was very dizzy, and she obediently leaned against Wen Mo's neck to relieve her heavy head.

Grabbing Wen Mo's clothes softly with both hands, this is the source of her sense of security.

The wind beside her ears seemed to be chasing and fighting with her, twirling her hair, twisting and flying.

When Wen Mo put her down, Yan Qi looked at the familiar courtyard.

Looking sideways at the man beside him, "Take me to a place you said, the roof of the inn?"

Riding lightness kung fu all the way from the government office, the destination turned out to be the roof of the Qingfeng Inn?

This is too 'romantic'...

Wen Mo carefully placed Yue Huan on the roof and sat down, watching the moon gradually emerge from the clouds, casting a layer of silver light on the roof of the inn.

Yue Huan's body also seemed to be surrounded by moonlight, her whole body was soft and intoxicated.

He looked at Yue Huan's eyes filled with countless stars, "Because in Gusu, this direction is the closest to my home."

"Qiqi, I'm from Northern Qi."

"My name is Shi Wuxian..."

(End of this chapter)