[69 Book Bar - www.] "I'll do it myself, I'm afraid of pain." Xuanyuan Ziqi changed his mind and said with a pitiful expression.

"Oh... okay." He said, handing her the knife and small bowl, then turned around and walked out of the inner room.

She cut it off on her wrist without hesitation. The blood flowed down her arm into the bowl, and soon the bowl was full.

In this gap, everything about Xuanyuan Ling clearly appeared in her mind. This 'sister' was not bad to her at all and was very capable. Ling Xiaoxuan, who originally loved Xuanyuan Ziqi, wanted to kill her.

The more this happened, the more curious I became about this 'sister'.

Thinking about it, Xuanyuan Ziqi poured the blood in the bowl onto the quilt, and then covered it with the quilt.

When the imperial doctor came in, there was only half a bowl of blood.

"What...what's going on?" the imperial doctor asked anxiously, as he was still waiting for Yao Yinzi to take the medicine.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Imperial Physician, my blood doesn't flow fast, and I don't want to be like this." Xuanyuan Ziqi said on the verge of tears.

"If the blood doesn't flow quickly, just bleed it." Ling Xiaoxuan, who had been unable to wait for the blood to come, came in person. When he saw Xuanyuan Ziqi looking like he was unwilling to die, he became furious.

Xuanyuan Ziqi pretended to be frightened and sat up from the bed, but secretly reached into the quilt.

Ling Xiaoxuan breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, he was afraid of the way she looked last time he saw her.

"I..." Xuanyuan Ziqi opened his mouth, but hesitated.

Ling Xiaoxuan naturally had no interest in caring about her thoughts. He turned his back and ordered: "If the bleeding is not fast, if the bleeding is not fast, carry her to Ling'er's bed. Let Ling'er bleed whenever she needs it."

Ling Xiaoxuan gave an order, and several guards came up and lifted Xuanyuan Ziqi from the bed, placed him on the stretcher next to him, and walked towards the door.

When passing by Ling Xiaoxuan, Xuanyuan Ziqi grabbed his sleeve: "Brother Ling Xiao, I'm afraid."

Ling Xiaoxuan threw her hand away in disgust and glanced at Xuanyuan Ziqi. Xuanyuan Ziqi glanced at the blood stains on his sleeves and smiled strangely.

Along the way, these guards showed no mercy at all. Xuanyuan Ziqi held on to both sides of the stretcher tightly to stabilize her body and did not fall off. If she were not afraid of falling, she would definitely kill her without hesitation.

How many of them are there.

After walking through a lush garden, passing through a long alley, and turning around several long corridors, a majestic palace appeared in front of us. Imperial Palace, isn't this Ling Xiaoxuan's bedroom? This Ling Xiaoxuan was quite infatuated, and sneered.

.Xuanyuan Ziqi continues to be bumpy.

As soon as he was carried to the door of the room, a sweltering wave of heat hit his face, suffocating Xuanyuan Ziqi. It would be suffocating if not sick, and Xuanyuan Ziqi frowned.

"Come, put her in front of Miss Xuanyuan's bed and take the blood directly." A high-pitched voice sounded, and the guards carried her inside. As soon as they entered the inner room, they heard a violent cough.

Voice.

"Miss Xuanyuan." An imperial physician sitting not far away immediately jumped up and ran to the bed. His originally sad expression suddenly turned red.

Xuanyuan Ling woke up, and the guard naturally did not dare to step forward to take a seat. Xuanyuan Ziqi could only observe the person on the bed through a layer of veil with difficulty.
Chapter completed!