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

Chapter 28 Let You Go

After leaving Yanqi's tent, Yue Jue felt something was wrong the more she thought about it.

How could there be a hunter with medical skills in Qingshan?
This is the royal hunting ground. In order to protect Emperor Ming's safety, no one else can approach it without permission.

What's more, if Orion rescues Yue Huan who fell off the cliff, it is impossible to leave no traces.

He searched almost all over Qingshan and did not find any trace.

Yue Jue turned around slowly, squinting her dark eyes as she looked at Yue Huan's camp not far away.

His sister has something to hide from him.

"Brother Emperor!"

Yue Jue was startled by the sudden voice behind him, he didn't notice anyone approaching.

Yue Jue lowered her expression and turned to look at the person who came: "Yue Jing."

He hasn't appeared since the troubled scene in the afternoon.

"How will you be here?"

Yue Jing glanced at Yue Huan's tent, raised the pastry in her hand and looked at him with a smile: "I was going to see Yue Huan's sister."

"Brother Huang just came out from sister Yue Huan? Yuejing is late, sister Huang should rest now."

Yue Jue nodded without showing emotion, and saw the pastry in his hand out of the corner of his eye:
"You should also rest early, and leave for the palace tomorrow morning."

After Yuejue finished speaking, she was about to pass by.

"Brother Huang, can I have a drink with Yue Jing?" Yue Jing suddenly reached out and grabbed Yue Jue's sleeve robe, imperceptible begging filled her pale eyes.

drinking?

Yue Jue looked at Yue Jing seriously, but didn't speak.

"I'm going back to the palace tomorrow, does the emperor have the heart to let down such a beautiful scenery?"

White snow, burning bonfire, cooking and drinking.

Wouldn't it be wonderful.

Yue Jue's eyes moved, the scenery with Qingshan was truly outstanding, and this accident really hadn't had time to fully appreciate it.

"That's fine." It's okay to have a drink after being tense for the past few days.

"Lead the way."

Yue Jue agreed.

The smile on Yuejing's face extended infinitely, and her steps became brisk.

I don't know if it was premeditated, the maid in Yue Jing's camp was squatting by the stove warming the wine, holding a cattail fan in her hand and gently fanning the charcoal fire.

"Go down." Yue Jing waved her hand to dismiss the saluting maid.

He personally led Yue Jue to the first cushion and sat down, "Brother Emperor, please sit down."

Yue Jing filled the wine glass and handed it to the silent Yue Jue, and poured another glass for herself.

Looking at Yue Jue scorchingly:

"With this glass of wine, Yuejing will make amends to Brother Huang."

Yue Jue looked up at him, keeping calm.

"Yuejing slipped her words during the day and felt that she deserved to die. I also hope that the emperor will forgive me and not be angry with Yuejing."

"This glass of wine, Yue Jing, does it first and respects it!"

Yuejing said as she raised her head and drank it all in one gulp.

Yue Jue looked at the emperor's younger brother who had returned to his former sweetness and gentleness, and drank the wine in the glass in silence.

Seeing this, Yuejing's eyes were full of bright smiles: "After drinking this glass of wine, I will treat you like an emperor and forgive me."

Yue Jue glanced at the snowflakes falling outside the tent, Yue Jing's words during the day really touched his bottom line.

He swore when he was very young that he would do his best to protect Yue Huan.

Even at the cost of your own life.

Even Yue Jing who has always been close to him can't speak rudely to Yue Huan.

"Your injury, are you okay?" He was a little heavy during the day, he remembered that Yue Jing vomited blood.

The skin on Yue Jing's chest instantly became scorching hot, he was stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Brother Huang, Yue Jing is fine!"

Yue Jue poured herself a glass of wine, and said to him, "This glass of wine should be regarded as an apology from Brother Huang to you."

"Brother Huang..." Yue Jing looked at Yue Jue who had gulped down her drink, her eyes were slightly red.

He is a kind and soft-hearted prince and brother, very easy to coax.

Yan Qi lying on the bed thought about Jiang Qi's situation, and couldn't sleep peacefully.

The tent was quiet, she sat up from the bed with a slight sigh.

I don't know how Jiang Qi's injury is, so openly provoking Emperor Ming to curse Yue Huan, isn't that a slap?

What can a weak man do.

Resigned to his fate, Yan Qi put on his robe and walked towards Jiang Qi's camp.

Halfway along the way, she suddenly thought of something and went to the imperial physician's office.

She has to go to the imperial doctor to have a look.

In his sleep, Jiang Qi suddenly opened his eyes, staring warily outside the tent with cold eyes.

Someone is approaching.

Who is it?
Could it be the assassin from last time?

Where are the soldiers who guarded him outside the tent?

Jiang Qi quietly clenched the dagger on his wrist, waiting for the unexpected guest to arrive.

The line of sight in the pitch-black tent was not far away, and the curtain of the tent was lifted suddenly, and the light reflected from the pure white snow made Jiang Qi see who was coming.

is her!

Jiang Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, breathed lightly, and looked at the person coming.

A trace of sarcasm can't help but flash across his eyes, it really is a scourge for thousands of years.

Life is hard.

Yan Qi stepped lightly, took out a fire bag and tiptoed close to the ball lying on the bed.

She saw Jiang Qi's tightly closed brows and eyes through the faint light of the fire, and felt a little relieved.

Just as I was relieved, my heart rose again.

Could he be seriously injured and unconscious?

Thinking of Jiang Qi's treatment in the Yueshi Palace, Yan Qi felt that it was not impossible.

Jiang Qi breathed flat, pretending to be asleep.

He also wanted to know what this woman Yuehuan was trying to do when she broke into his camp in the middle of the night.

If he hadn't noticed Yue Huan's killing intent, how could he have let this woman get close to him.

Suddenly, a touch of warmth pressed against his forehead.

Yan Qi felt the temperature on Jiang Qi's forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, no fever.

Before she came, she asked the imperial physician specifically. Although Jiang Qi's injury was serious, Yue Jue had already ordered the imperial physician to heal him well.

As long as you take the medicine on time, there should be no problem.

She sat lightly on the edge of the bed, looked at the sleepy Jiang Qi and sighed slightly:
"You said you were going to provoke Emperor Ming to do what you did, so why bother with your flesh and blood now."

Jiang Qi, who was pretending to be asleep, mocked secretly in his heart, who did he owe to the bruises?
Is this woman Yue Huan mentally ill?Is it necessary to come to him in the middle of the night to mock him?

Now he is just a fish on Yueshi's chopping board, let her cut it.

Yan Qi, who was talking to himself, had no idea of ​​a man's psychological activities.

"I asked the imperial doctor. As long as you apply the medicine and rest well, you will recover quickly. You can't be so impulsive in the future."

This woman is hypocritical enough, is he impulsive?

If he had been impulsive, the dagger in his hand would have cut her throat long ago.

Yan Qi was immersed in the dark night, and her tense and anxious heart was released a little bit. Here, she has no relatives and friends, and she doesn't know who to talk to about the fear in her heart.

She glanced at Jiang Qi, suddenly feeling aggrieved:
"Do you know that the sword in my chest really hurts? When I fell off the cliff, I really thought I was going to die."

Jiang Qi scoffed coldly, do you know it hurts too?

Your body is precious, and I am also the prince of a country, all the injuries on my body are thanks to you!
"I know, it was you who designed me to hit the sword."

Jiang Qi was startled suddenly, the dagger in his hand was almost out of control.

what does she know
So she came here in the middle of the night for revenge?

Jiang Qi tentatively opened his eyes and looked at Yue Huan who was sitting beside the bed.

Did he kill her directly, or was it more beneficial to hold her hostage?

Just when he chose to commit a crime, he heard Yue Huan say again:

"In the future, you don't have to plan hard anymore, I will find a chance to let you go."

Jiang Qi frowned slightly, and tightly clenched the dagger in his hand. What's wrong with this woman?

Is it fun to fool him?
If she was willing to let her go, how could he be trapped in Yuezhi for several years, and Da Zhou's request to take him back for the New Year was rejected every year?
"Just wait a little longer, okay? I will definitely send you back to Dazhou."

This assassination made Yan Qi understand that Jiang Qi's hatred was out of control.

She was naive.

I thought that if I treated him well, one day I would be able to clear up my previous suspicions.

She understands now, how can the injury be erased there, the best policy is to let him go as soon as possible.

"I don't know if you will believe it, but I am not Yue Huan."

(End of this chapter)