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

Chapter 170
Qiqi, I am Shi Wuxian.

These words exploded in Yan Qi's ears, she turned her head to look at Wen Mo in a daze, her dizzy head seemed to wake up a lot.

Shi Wuxian, the second prince of the Northern Qi Dynasty.

Wen Mo's real identity.

He... is he exposing himself?

"I don't know if you've heard my name."

Wen Mo was a little uncertain, Yue Huan had never been out of the imperial capital, and the princes and princesses of surrounding countries didn't know how much she knew.

Yan Qi raised his eyebrows, with a look of arrogance, "The second prince of the Northern Qi Dynasty has long admired his name."

Wen Mojian Yue Huan knew of his existence, and a fiery spark lit up in his eyes instantly.

"Qiqi...knows me?"

Uh.

Yan Qi's eyelashes flickered slightly, but she didn't know that it was all thanks to God's perspective.

If it weren't for God's perspective, even if he exposed himself now, his eyes would be darkened.

Blind.

It's just that Shi is the surname of Beiqi, she should, probably, maybe guess it?

"I didn't know it at first, but now I know it."

To her, Wen Mo and Shi Wuxian are no different, they are the same person anyway.

Wen Mo sat down next to her, "Then how about Xiqi calling me Wuxian?"

He didn't want to live in her life under a false name.

He wants Yue Huan to receive genuine miss every time she thinks about Shi Wuxian.

"Okay." Yan Qi had no objection.

Shi Wuxian bent one leg, propped his elbows on his knees, propped his head up, and looked at Yue Huan with his head tilted.

"Then you call now to listen."

He wanted to remember Yue Huan's appearance every time he called his name.

And sound.

Yan Qi: ...

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, she looked suspiciously at Wen Mo's still fair face, and reached out to check the temperature of his forehead, "Are you drunk?"

Otherwise, why are you so childish?

Tell him his name specially, and ask her to call him on the spot.

Well, this is it?
Wen Mo's face was dark, he pulled Yue Huan's white and tender hand, put it in his hand and held it carefully.

With a serious look, "Qiqi, just satisfy me."

He really wants to hear it.

The bright and clear moon coated Wen Mo with a filter called gentleness.

Being stared at by such a pair of gentle eyes that could drown people, Yan Qi couldn't refuse.

She stared straight into his eyes, "No strings."

The soft voice, with a hint of hoarseness unique to drinking, instantly hit Wen Mo's heart.

The smile on his face slowly spread.

Unable to control herself, she hugged Yue Huan into her arms, her heart beating so fast.

He is like a young boy who has just begun to fall in love, and his heart can't be suppressed.

"Qiqi, you must miss me after I leave, okay?"

He must have sensed it.

Yan Qi sniffed the smell of moonlight on Wen Mo's body, nodded obediently, "Yes, yes."

How can I not miss it.

He is her first friend here.

Help her a lot.

Wen Mo hugged her tightly for a while, then slowly let go of Yan Qi.

His eyes were a little apprehensive, "Qiqi, since you already know my identity, you must also know Fallen Soul..."

Yan Qi nodded, "Well, you said that the Fallen Soul came from the Northern Qi royal family."

This surprised her.

"Would you blame my birth, the Northern Qi royal family?"

Wen Mo has witnessed Yue Huan's poisonous hair and bone-crushing cramp pain. Yue Huan has experienced it three times a month for more than ten years.

Every year.

Such torture, if not for the toughness of heart, would have been insane.

But Yue Huan didn't, she still maintained pure kindness.

"Did you develop the Fallen Soul?"

The wind from the roof blew away the smell of alcohol on Yan Qi's body, and even the drowsiness brought on by alcohol was slowly fading away.

The eyes she looked at Wen Mo were calm and gentle, without a trace of what he was afraid to see.

Wen Mo was slightly taken aback, "...No."

He was not a few years older than Yue Huan, and when he was born, Fallen Soul had long been listed as a banned drug.

"That's not the end."

"It's none of your business, why do you take it on yourself?"

The original book did not mention that the Fallen Soul came from the Northern Qi Dynasty, let alone true or false.

But this does not mean that the Fallen Soul came from Northern Qi, so all the Northern Qi royal families owe Yuehuan.

Wen Mo looked at Yue Huan in a daze, she wouldn't know, when he knew that the fallen soul on her body could only suppress the pain by drinking Jiang Qi's blood.

He wished he could overthrow the entire Northern Qi Dynasty and catch that villain who made drugs.

To pieces!

"Qiqi, I don't care what you think."

"But this thing has penetrated into my blood and blood, stabbing my heart all day long."

"Believe me, I will definitely develop an antidote to bring back your peace."

Yan Qi looked at the particularly persistent Wen Mo, and suddenly remembered what Jiang Qi told her that day.

"and then?"

"Shi Wuxian, do you want to use this as a bargaining chip in exchange for my ten miles of red makeup?"

"You don't seem to have any surprises about my identity. You...you knew my identity when you were with Qingshan, didn't you?"

Yan Qi knew that what she said was a bit cruel, but——

After saying goodbye to Qingshan, we will meet again whether it is Jiang Qi or Yue Jue.

After knowing their identities, Wen Mo's reaction was very flat.

It was as if all of this was within his expectations.

Wen Mo's face paled visibly, and he looked at Yue Huan as if hurt.

"Qiqi, I never thought of any bargaining chips when I wanted to save you, I just really wanted to let you live safely."

"I told my elder brother that I wanted Shili Hongzhuang to marry you because of... my sincerity."

Thinking of the scene that day, Wen Mo's eyes dimmed, "Qiqi, Jiang Qi kissed you, I was jealous, I was irrational, that's why I said inappropriate things."

"I want to marry you as my wife. It was never because of any exchange. When you fell into my arms with Qingshan, your figure fell into my heart. Can you understand?"

Wen Mo looked at Yue Huan's slowly widening eyes, which turned from suspicion to surprise, and seemed a little puzzled.

"As for your identity, I did have doubts when I detected the fallen soul in you. No one understands the insidiousness of the fallen soul better than me. Your appearance is like a miracle. It is impossible for ordinary people to bear the burden." The medicine your body needs."

"Furthermore, Yue Huan, the princess of the Yuezhi Kingdom, has a fallen soul... This is something that is well known throughout the world. Qiqi, it is not difficult to know your identity."

It is well known that Yuezhi and Dazhou fought each other in battle.

It happened to be the day when Yuezhi was hunting with Qingshan in winter, so her identity was clearly revealed.

"Qiqi, so, do you still suspect that I have ulterior motives?"

Yan Qi looked at Wen Mo who wanted to cut out his heart and show it to her, and was speechless several times.

"Sorry……"

Her words were indeed hurtful, and she could feel that Wen Mo was sincerely treating her well.

But how could he like her?
Wen Mo looked at Yue Huan in a daze, and couldn't even bear to get angry.

He thought of the story in the storybook, and his heart was full of overwhelming distress.

"Qiqi, don't be afraid."

"I will protect everything you care about, and no one will hurt you and Yuezhi."

(End of this chapter)