"Jiang Zui, why, why do you do this to me, I love you so much." Beijiang Zhiqing finally couldn't suppress the love in her heart and shouted out.
Han Jiangzui turned around, but he remained expressionless when facing Beijiang Zhiqing's confession. "I appreciate the princess's kindness, but I already have my heart set on something. I'm afraid I will disappoint the princess."
Beijiang Zhiqing knew that he would say this, but she was still unwilling to give in. She said: "Jiang Zui, I am a princess of a country. You know that my father has no sons. If you marry me, it is very likely that he will
Become the king of a country."
"Sorry princess, I have no interest in the throne. Again, I already have my heart set on it."
"Then if your heart dies, can you accept me?" Beijiang Zhiqing asked. She knew what would happen if she touched this man's heart, but she was willing. For him, she was willing to accept it.
Despised by the world.
Han Jiangzui didn't expect the princess to say this. He was stunned for a moment, but soon regained his composure. "Princess, if you dare to touch my heart, I will protect her even if you die, but I hope the princess will cherish it. I don't want to
I am your enemy, so I say goodbye."
Even if you already know the answer, you can't help but feel chilled. Everyone says that language is the most beautiful text, but sometimes it seems so poignant, so powerful, and so heartbreaking.
Xing Ruyun and the people around him walked underwater for a full hour before they found a way out. When they returned to land, it was almost dusk. Xing Ruyun did not dare to neglect for a moment, so he hurried towards home again.
She knew that if the moment passed by a second, Han Jiangxue's chance of survival would increase.
Unexpectedly, a trace of blood seeped out from the corner of Xing Ruyun's mouth. She quickly wiped it away for fear of being seen. It turned out that Xing Ruyun had spent a lot of real energy when dismantling the formation, and the force she just used to cool down Han Jiangxue was even more damaging.
As a result, her body was damaged now, and her whole body would be in unbearable pain like fire. But she didn't dare to stop, she was afraid that a moment's hesitation would end Han Jiangxue's way of life. At this moment, a woman, regardless of
The eyes of the people around her were running wildly under the sunset; at this moment, she had long forgotten what pain was, and she only remembered a promise to her friends and her future brother-in-law; at this moment, all she wanted was to save the life of the person on her back.
"Quick Qiuyun, go and vacate the wing. Yuci, prepare a basin of water, a few pieces of white gauze, and silver needles and wait for me in the wing."
"Yes." In this race against time, what is needed is not obedience, but tacit cooperation between master and servant.
Xing Ruyun put Han Jiangxue on the bed and took off the thin ice on her body. She suspected that Han Jiangxue had such a high fever because she was poisoned. Madam Han did not want to imprison her, but to kill her.
"Qiuyun, Yuci, please go out! Remember to light the incense and burn a pot of charcoal fire."
Moyanxiang can alleviate the spread of toxins. Once the toxins are removed, Han Jiangxue's body temperature will drop suddenly. If precautions are not taken, Han Jiangxue will turn into an ice man.
Qiuyun and Yuci nodded, closed the door and left. After a while, the smell of Mo Yanxiang wafted into the room.
Xing Ruyun picked up the silver needle and sealed Han Jiangxue's five acupoints, and then quickly stimulated the inner energy to force out the toxin. The originally shiny silver needle turned darker and darker.
Suddenly, Xing Ruyun felt severe pain in her internal organs, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth again, but she did not stop, and still poured a steady stream of internal energy into Han Jiangxue's body. She knew that if she stopped now, the toxin would backfire, and when the time came,
Both she and Han Jiangxue would die from bleeding from their seven orifices. At this time, she had no choice but to fight...
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