Author: Yu Yuan Guiyu

"Qiqi will not die!"

Wen Mo kept wiping Yue Huan's lips, but what he said was decisive.

He stared at Jiang Qi gloomily, "You want to bind Qiqi with your blood, that's a wishful thinking!"

Jiang Qi glanced at Wen Mo's movements, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, "Wen Mo, do you want to erase my traces?"

"Are you just wishful thinking?"

I have Sima Zhao's heart in my heart, so why should I speak to him?

Yue Jue followed Jiang Qi's line of sight and saw this unusual scene.

This person...is also coveting Huan'er?

Jiang Qi continued, "Do you think the two pills you developed can resist Yue Huan's fallen soul?"

"Idiots talk about dreams."

If he remembered correctly, on the carriage back to the imperial capital with Qingshan, Yue Huan had taken two different pills, one of which came from the miracle doctor Cang Lan.

The other kind, of course, came from Wen Mo in front of me.

Cang Lan said that the medicine was useless.

Wen Mo's eyes were dark, "Of course not."

"Don't worry, I will find the antidote and relieve Qiqi's pain."

Jiang Qi smiled sarcastically, "I'll wait and see."

He didn't take Wen Mo's words to heart. If there was a cure, how could the miracle doctor Cang Lan be helpless?

If Wen Mo really found a way to detoxify, that would be great.

As long as I can keep Yue Huan alive, anything is fine.

But Yue Huan, he will never give in!

"Wen Mo, is what you said true? Is there really a way to detoxify Huan'er's fallen soul?"

Yue Jue's heart was trembling, not as calm as Jiang Qi's.

He stared at Wen Mo intently, not missing the slightest change in his expression.

Yue Huan has been tortured for many years. If... if there is really an antidote, can she break the curse of not living past the age of twenty?

Wen Mo looked at Yue Jue who was cautious, and he considered his words, "There are records about fallen souls in my home. When Qiqi wakes up and is well, I will return home to find an antidote!"

"Brother, I believe that Wen Mo will still have a healthy body."

Yue Jue's eyes suddenly brightened, like a dead tree blooming with spring.

He trembled slightly and grasped Wen Mo's wrist tightly, "Does your family have records of antidotes for fallen souls?"

He and his father have been searching for more than ten years, but they have never heard of the origin of the fallen soul.

Is what the young man in front of me said true?

Will it be another empty joy?

Jiang Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, what is the record in his family?

He stared at Wen Mo solemnly. Is there really a way to record it, or is he just telling Yue Jue nonsense?

Wen Mo nodded firmly, "There is a record of falling souls in my family, which is a lost and forbidden medicine."

"But since poison can be produced, it must leave clues to detoxify it!"

If he doesn't believe it, he will be completely helpless.

Although Yue Huan's fallen soul has eroded her internal organs, it is a miracle that she is alive. Since Jiang Qi's blood is known to suppress Yue Huan's poisonous hair, he may be able to experiment in this direction.

Maybe it can revive Yue Huan's depleted meridians.

"What are your terms?"

"As long as you can detoxify Huan'er's body, I will definitely be satisfied if you ask for it!"

Yue Jue looked at Wen Mo's determined look and ignited a fire of hope. The twenty-year period was coming soon. If Wen Mo could really save Yue Huan, then he would be the benefactor of Yuezhi!

Although I don’t know its origin, what people in the world pursue is nothing more than fame and fortune.

It just so happens that he can be satisfied with both of these things at the same time!

"I have no other requirements."

Wen Mo glanced at Jiang Qi, whose eyes were slightly narrowed.

"I just want Qiqi."

Although he was a bit suspected of repaying a favor, he couldn't give up the girl who was so shocked at the first sight and who was so important to him.

Especially, this girl was rescued by him.

It was Jiang Qi who abandoned Qiqi first and sent her to him.

He didn't take advantage of others' danger.

Yue Jue was puzzled, "Who is Qiqi?"

Wen Mo: "..."

He has been calling Qiqi for so long, but Yue Jue is actually Kong Er?

Wen Mo looked at Yue Jue without saying anything, who didn't have a name for being a gangster?

Although he knows that Yan Qi is Yue Huan, he still likes to call Yue Huan Qi Qi. They met as Yan Qi, so she is Qi Qi.

Not the noble Princess Yue Huan in the Yuezhi Imperial Capital.

"You, Hugh, want to!"

Jiang Qi's voice was gloomy and gloomy. Yue Jue didn't know who Qiqi was, but he knew it very well.

The moment Wen Mo appeared, his name was - Qi Qi.

Bai Luoluo is also called Qiqi.

Qiqi of unknown origin.

Wen Mo didn't even bother to pay attention to Jiang Qi's barking, and didn't even give him a look.

Just allow him to personally meet Qi Qi in person, but not allow him to ask for someone from Qi Qi's brother openly?

What kind of truth is this?

In order for Yue Jue to know more clearly who Qi Qi is, Wen Mo pointed at Yue Huan on the bed.

"Brother, I want her, she is my Qiqi."

Yue Jue looked along his fingertips, frowning slightly, when did Yue Huan become Qi Qi?

He had been so focused on Yue Huan these days that he really didn't notice anything wrong with Wen Mo's title.

Could this be Huan'er's pseudonym for traveling around the world?

Yue is the surname of the country, which is indeed too ostentatious.

Not suitable for traveling around the world.

But, "Sorry, Huan'er has never been an object that can be exchanged."

"She's human." A living person.

"If your condition is to exchange Huan'er's freedom..."

Yue Jue's heart twisted into a ball. This may be the only way for Yue Huan to recover, but such a bargaining chip.

He took a deep breath:

"——I can't promise it for her privately."

Wen Mo saw that Yue Jue had misunderstood his meaning and said loudly: "This is not an exchange, but a prayer."

"My heart is full of joy for Qiqi, and I would like Shili Hongzhuang to hire her as my wife!"

If ten miles of red makeup is not enough, he can also give you a kingdom.

Yue Jue: "..."

He couldn't agree to this privately.

Huan'er's life-long events should be decided by her own preference, and then by her father, the emperor, and her empress.

"Wen Mo..."

Just as Yue Jue declined politely, he saw a white light coming straight from Wen Mo!

Jiang Qi stared at Wen Mo with a sinister look, "Want her to be your wife?"

"Unless I die, Yue Huan will never be your Wen Mo's wife in this life!"
To be continued...