A trace of cruelty flashed through Zhujiu's eyes: "Let the two of Shenglong and Huhu send Wuwang City with the fastest light skills, and ignore the others."

Yueqiusheng was a doctor after all, with a kind heart, and glanced at Xia Qinghuan.

Xia Qinghuan could see the desire in his eyes. Without thinking, she used her finger as a knife to cut her index finger tip: "Isn't it just a little blood? Give him some food, maybe it can extend his survival time."

Xiang Zhujiu was paying attention to the matter, but he didn't notice that she cut her finger. When she realized that blood had already emerged from Xia Qinghuan's white fingertips.

Xia Qinghuan walked to the bed and was about to attach her finger to Lord Wang's mouth, but was grabbed by Xiang Zhujiu.

"Silly woman, what are you doing!" Xiang Zhujiu immediately pulled her over, took out a handkerchief and covered her fingertips: "Whoever allows you to give others blood indiscriminately, I say no, it's not possible!"

Xia Qinghuan glared at him: "It's just a few drops of blood. How precious is it? It's also a blessing for me to save a life. Buddhism has its own quotations. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. There are quotations in the world. If you don't save a person, you're not a hero."

"Whoever makes you believe in Buddhism, whoever makes you a hero, just be my wife." Xiang Zhujiu was unhappy, and his eyes were filled with heartache. He was stingy. How could his woman's blood help others? This made him unable to pass the level of self-esteem.

He is the omnipotent Ninth Prince. He has never been afraid of anyone. He has handled everything well since he was a child and has been troubled. How could he let women bleed to eliminate disasters for himself? This is not the purpose he brought her here.

"Let me go... Prince, don't be stubborn. This is a matter of life. I won't lose a piece of meat. Why do you have to do this?" Xia Qinghuan was a little confused. He really wanted someone to slash him out with a palm.

Xia Qinghuan tried hard to pull out her hand, but Xiang Zhujiu looked at her seriously and shook her head firmly: "No. He is not worthy."

"What is worthy or not? I am not a royal family in the heavens, and it is not necessarily very noble. Besides, all living beings in the world are equal, so there is no right to be worthy... Let me go... If I don't save you, I really can't save you!" Xia Qinghuan looked at Lord Wang on the bed and kept surging out of the black blood.

Yueqiusheng was wiping him anxiously. Yueqiusheng raised his head and said anxiously: "Ninth Prince, I also know that you are reluctant to leave Miss Xia to shed blood, but no matter how you say that this is also the ambassador of Ye Sheng Dynasty. If something really happens, it is the war between the two countries. If this really happens, you will put Miss Xia, and you have to think clearly."

Hearing Yueqiusheng's words, Xiang Zhujiu's eyes that had been firmly determined finally flashed a hint of hesitation. That is, this hint of hesitation, Xia Qinghuan decisively pointed his acupoint: "Prince, just stand for a while, just a moment. You must understand that I am not the weak women you know. Maybe I have been injured these days, which makes you feel that I am very weak, but I am not at all."

Xia Qinghuan cut his fingers again, walked to the bed without hesitation and stretched his fingers to Wang Da's mouth.

Blood flowed into his mouth with his black lips.

Xiang Zhujiu stood there and watched all this helplessly, holding his hands tightly, but he hated that he could not move. The stupid woman dared to tap his acupoint at this time, which was lawless.

It seemed that he felt the fragrance in Xia Qinghuan's blood. Lord Wang's lips naturally sucked Xia Qinghuan's blood in. Yue Qiusheng nervously pressed his pulse, but it must be useful.

Otherwise, if Mr. Wang died again after wasting Xia Qinghuan's blood, he would be in great trouble.

Fortunately, the effect of the Tianling Pill was quickly exerted... Lord Wang no longer had black blood flowing from his mouth, and his lips also changed from black green to black purple. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Xia Qinghuan's blood had an effect.

"Doctor Yue, is it effective...Is it necessary?" Xia Qinghuan looked at it and showed a happy smile, which was a clear contrast with Xiang Zhujiu's face behind her.

Xiang Zhujiu rushed open the acupoints with anger and pulled her away, "You think you are a blood bull, and you asked if you want it, why don't you know how to cherish yourself!"

Xia Qinghuan looked at him in surprise: "You...why did you conflict with the acupoints so quickly?"

"You think that little thing can still block me." Xiang Zhujiu looked at her coldly and pulled her hands up: "Such white and tender hands are going to be cut into these wounds. I really want to get you off and beat you up. I'm always so disobedient and make my own decisions!"

He said, fussingly, he took out the golden powder from his waist and applied it to Xia Qinghuan's small wound on his finger. Xia Qinghuan rolled his eyes: "Your Majesty, it's just a small wound. Are you too nervous..."

"Small wounds can also cause big problems. Why are you so stupid? Have you just touched the black blood flowing from his mouth?" Xiang Zhujiu did not relax at all, but asked her very seriously.

Yueqiusheng quickly replied to him: "Young Master, don't worry. I just watched it very carefully. I definitely didn't let Miss Xia meet Lord Wang. Don't worry... Lord Wang's poison has been relieved, and life should not be a problem in these two or three days. But I don't know what poison the other party used, so it's better to find someone to get the antidote."

"My blood is so effective. Will it be completely relieved if he drinks a little bit every day?" Xia Qinghuan asked again without knowing his life.

Xiang Zhujiu, who had originally grabbed her hand, suddenly clenched hard: "Xia Qinghuan, do you completely regard my worries as donkey's liver and lungs?"

Xia Qinghuan looked at him in fear, shocked by the worry in his eyes: "Yes... I'm sorry... I don't have that meaning."

"I don't want to listen to it. I just need to remember that you shouldn't worry about anything. I have my own way. I have the ability to protect my woman. Damn, do you understand me...ah..."

Xiang Zhujiu said this and suddenly felt aching in his heart, causing him to grit his teeth and frown.

"Prince, what's wrong with you?" Xia Qinghuan called out worriedly: "Doctor Yue, come and see what's wrong with the prince. He seems to be in great pain."

Xiang Zhujiu covered his chest, so painful that he couldn't speak, but his hands still held Xia Qinghuan tightly.

Yueqiusheng quickly let go of Lord Wang, ran over and grabbed his pulse worriedly and sighed: "Help him sit there first, the prince is an old disease."

Xia Qinghuan was worried after hearing this. A powerful person like Xiang Zhujiu also had old diseases?

"Is there any problem with the prince?" Xia Qinghuan couldn't help asking.

"Well, but if you want to know, just ask him yourself, I will say that I will be killed by him." If it weren't for Xiang Zhujiu's old illness, he wouldn't have been so familiar with Xiang Zhujiu.

"Qiu Sheng, you're talking too much." Xiang Zhujiu sat down, the pain in his chest seemed to ease a little, and he began to grit his teeth and blame Yue Qiusheng for being gritted.

Yueqiu Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Qinghuan, meaning, look, I didn't say anything yet, he was just in this attitude.

Xia Qinghuan looked at Xiang Zhujiu with a pale face worriedly: "Does it still hurt? Is there any way to relieve it?"

"It's okay, he can't die of this problem. He just hurts a while when he is furious. Who can't control his emotions?" Yueqiu Sheng patted his sleeves and seemed much more relaxed when he saw Xiang Zhujiu recovering.

"I don't know what you are really worried about. Can I really kill your woman? You can't be so nervous. You have to know that there are still a bunch of people outside to treat her." Yueqiu Sheng looked at Xiang Zhujiu with some complaints, and at the same time reminded him not to be so cautious.

After saying that, Yueqiusheng walked to the table and poured him a cup of tea: "Drink it and take a Qingxin Pill. If you lose your life, your Miss Xia will be even worse. Take a look at it yourself."

After he said that, he walked to the bed to observe Lord Wang. He was a little annoyed, so he said he didn't know whether Xiang Zhujiu fell in love with Xia Qinghuan or not.

In the past, he was romantic and had no worries, and his old illness gradually improved. Unexpectedly, he actually broke out again... Just because Xia Qinghuan shed a few drops of blood...

Even the concern for her mother's mother could be tolerated, but she burst into tears because of Xia Qinghuan's bleeding... Yue Qiusheng felt a little unspeakable melancholy and lost as a doctor.

Xia Qinghuan was confused when she heard Yue Qiusheng's words. What kind of people were going to do with her?

"Doctor Yue, do you mean, are there a bunch of people who want my life now?" Xia Qinghuan asked, so Xiang Zhujiu was so nervous just now, afraid that her wound would touch black blood, so he refused to let her take risks?

This seems to be understandable why Xiang Zhujiu is so stingy with her few drops of blood.

"It shouldn't be there yet, it depends on what your prince does." Yueqiu Sheng reminded carefully.

Xiang Zhujiu took a deep breath, calmed the pain in his chest, and shook his head at Xia Qinghuan: "It's okay, don't listen to his nonsense. Whoever dares to touch my wife will make him die without a place of burial. Even his brothers will never let him go."

Xia Qinghuan became even more panicked when she heard this. Could it be that she accidentally became a pawn for their brothers to turn against each other?

Xiang Zhujiu had a killing intent in his eyes. What happened tonight was obviously premeditated. Who was framed by him? Xia Qinghuan was a little worried about him.

If he had any old disease and had just had an attack because of caring for himself, would he be even more serious if she left him in the future? What should she do?

Will this old disease kill him? No, no, Yue Qiusheng just said that this old disease will not kill him, as long as his emotions are not frustrated.

But when he was with her these days, he was always furious. After knowing that she was in the water, he asked himself to touch his heart and told her that he felt sorry for her. She didn't think about it carefully at that time. Now that he thought about it, he had actually reminded himself that he was sick.

Xia Qinghuan looked at Xiang Zhujiu and thought about it all the time. She had no idea how to treat Xiang Zhujiu. If he left, he would be sad, but if he didn't leave, the final result would also make him even more sad.

Damn it, why did she encounter such a thing? She was unwilling to be sad for Zhujiu.

Xia Qinghuan sat next to Xiang Zhujiu and pressed his face against his heart, his heartbeat so fast.

"Silly girl, what are you doing? It's okay, don't worry." Xiang Zhujiu didn't want Xia Qinghuan to see his delicate side, so he stroked her black hair and said firmly.

"No, I'm a little tired." Xia Qinghuan said lazily. She was really tired and didn't know what to do. After thinking about it, she didn't know what to do with this man.

He treated her as a jewel in his palm, not letting others hurt or give, and just protecting her like this, she was really afraid that she would let him down.

She doesn't want to, but it's not that she can live up to it if she doesn't want to. Sometimes fate always controls the people and leaves everything in the world without the right to choose.

In fact, the Demon Sect was not defeated by these decent people in the world, nor was it defeated by attacks from various countries.

That was because the leader of the Demon Cult fell in love with a man. For that man, she forgot the ancestral teachings and finally brought the Demon Cult into a spell cycle event.

Later descendants of the Demon Sect were all beaten this curse and had no right to love each other.

Love means self-destruction. Like her mother, she is one of them and cannot be spared, so she has no right to like anyone from the beginning, and she cannot even love her mother deeply.

It is always faint, like two helpless people relying on each other for their own lives, and they dare not be very sad for her or even happy for her. How sad is this.

Therefore, the Demon Sect slowly moves towards destruction, not in the hands of the righteous, but in the hands of its own love. The most difficult thing in the world is emotion.

Although the magic sect is rampant, the charming technique will fail when facing the person she likes. She forgot this. If she had known that Xiang Zhujiu had not won the charming technique that night, she might not have been like this at all.

But now it's too late... She, like all her predecessors, is not immune to being tortured by a curse.

Torturing her was enough. She didn't want Xiang Zhujiu torture too. She should do something to make Xiang Zhujiu hate her, but she had to do something that she hated so cleverly that she couldn't make him too sad.

How do you make him hate him? Maybe you should ask Cui Liu when you go back.

"If you are tired, go to the next door to rest..." Xiang Zhujiu stood up in her arms, and explained to Yueqiu Sheng: "If you have anything to do, just shout it."

Yueqiusheng nodded, Xiang Zhujiu hugged Xia Qinghuan and left the room, came to the private room next to him, and said a little apologetically: "I may have to spend this night here, I feel wronged."

Xia Qing smiled and said, "I slept on the street all year round. This room is very good. What's wrong with you?"

After she said that, she poured it onto the bed: "It's so soft, I feel sleepy when I get on the bed." She said and yawned.

Xiang Zhujiu looked at her condescendingly, curled her lips and pressed her down: "Then let's sleep together." As he said, he took off his shoes for Xia Qinghuan, and in two strokes, he took off Xia Qinghuan's legs, leaving only a big red bellyband.

"You..." Xia Qinghuan was speechless: "Can you take a little rest in your mind? You just got sick."

"With a beauty in her arms, I can't think of anything, I'm really sick." Xiang Zhujiu quickly took off all of himself, got into the thin blanket, hugged Xia Qinghuan, covered her lips and kissed her.

He kissed passionately for a long time before he let go and patted her back: "Go to bed, I'll toss you tomorrow night, and I'll be able to accumulate energy tonight."

Xia Qinghuan heard it all over the black line. Could it be that he was planning to fight for three hundred rounds? He said as if he was going to the battlefield? Xia Qinghuan rolled his eyes. Are men like him? He always had beastly nature in his bones?

It didn't break out because I didn't encounter particularly delicious prey.

Xia Qinghuan gasped into his arms, Xiang Zhujiu's arms were very wide and warm. Xia Qinghuan would feel very happy as long as she nestled inside. She would feel unhappy when she thought about losing such warmth in the future.

Xiang Zhujiu hugged her tightly and sighed in his heart. Such a day is finally coming to an end tomorrow.

He really felt that God was going to punish him for so many years of romantic affairs, otherwise he would have known Xia Qinghuan when she was in her period, and was confused by her in such a short time, and he had no interest in other women at all.

I would rather bear all the jade hopes and wait for her. I would rather hold her and hold her so hard that I felt so itchy that I felt so uncomfortable that I would hug her, and I would not let go if I beat her to death.
To be continued...