When Yao Muzixi woke up, she saw a luxurious palace in front of her. She seemed to have seen the furnishings and layout here before, but she couldn't remember it. Maybe it was in a dream.
Several women in uniform and gorgeous clothes were standing on both sides of Yao Muzixi's bed. Yao Muzixi wanted to sit up, but found that he was unable to move at all and could not speak at all.
"Welcome to the deputy palace master." The group of women bowed respectfully to the woman in plain clothes who came over.
The woman waved her hand gently, and the group of women stood up and returned to their previous positions.
The woman in plain clothes walked to the bed, sat down, looked at Yao Muzixi on the bed, and whispered: "I can't send you back now, His Highness the Prince needs your blood. If not, he will die, and I won't let him
Damn it, I will never allow this to happen."
Yao Muzixi opened his eyes and looked at her, "Shisha, how many secrets do you have? What does all this have to do with me?"
"Don't look at me like this. Didn't you call me sister before? You said you wouldn't dislike me, why are you looking at me like this now? I'm just protecting the one I love. For him, I will do whatever I want.
Do it." Shisha looked at the nervous Yao Muzixi on the bed and said with a smile.
After Shisha finished speaking, she pulled out a short dagger from her sleeve. She looked at Yao Muzixi with a trace of panic in her eyes, but she had to get her blood.
Yao Muzixi looked at the dagger in Shisha's hand with horror on her face, and couldn't believe it. Did Shisha really want to kill herself?
"I won't kill you, I just need your blood." After Shuiyan said that, he slashed the dagger across Yao Muzixi's wrist without hesitation, and blood flowed down Yao Muzixi's wrist.
Yao Muzixi's vision turned dark and he fainted.
Hookah picked up a bowl and caught the blood flowing from Yao Muzixi's wrist. After taking a full bowl, she opened her hand. She ordered someone to bandage her wound, and then she took the bowl of Yao Muzixi's blood.
The blood is gone.
Hookah took the bowl of blood and suddenly walked to a room. There were many large bathtubs in that room, one next to another. There was an unpleasant medicinal smell inside. Hookah endured it and almost vomited.
When I got to the largest red sandalwood bathtub in the middle, I lightly touched the shoulder of the man in the bathtub with a hookah, and I felt a chill emanating from my body.
Shisha frowned and poured the bowl of blood into the tub.
"Girl hookah, this blood?" An old man with a white beard sitting next to him asked in confusion as he looked at the hookah.
"It's the blood of Her Royal Highness the Princess's daughter." Shuiyan glanced at the old man and breathed a sigh of relief.
"So that's it. Then please go out first, girl. With the blood, His Highness the Prince should be able to survive this. But even if he can survive this time, I don't know when His Highness will relapse next time." Na Bai
The bearded old man said thoughtfully.
"Okay, I'll go out first. Please pay more attention to His Highness the Prince." Shisha glanced at the man in the bathtub with blue silk shawl and said with melancholy eyes.
After sending away the hookah, the white-bearded old man quickly closed the door, walked to the tub, and sat face to face with Prince Jiang. It was just that the old man sat outside the tub, and Prince Jiang sat inside the tub.
The old man with the white beard stretched out his hand and sent out a burst of infuriating energy. The medicines in all the bathtubs next to him slowly rose up and began to merge together, forming a stream of heat that rushed towards Prince Jiang's bathtub. For a moment,
Suddenly, some subtle changes began to occur in the bathtub. The originally dark medicinal soup now turned bright red, automatically covering his whole body and reaching his neck.
The man in the bathtub groaned, as if he was experiencing endless torture, his face was as pale as paper. The muscles and veins all over his body protruded, and then, there seemed to be countless bugs in his skin, vying to break through.
This layer of physical restraint.
A stream of green smoke emanated from his whole body, and then the layer of bright red liquid that covered his body disappeared in an instant. The restless insects slowly calmed down and were no longer as ferocious as before in his body.
Struggle in flesh and blood.
Jiang Chiyan opened his eyes slightly, and his peerless face seemed to eclipse everything in the world. He glanced at the old man opposite and said softly: "Master, why am I here?"
The old man glanced at the man in front of him and sighed softly: "It was the hookah girl who brought you back to the All Saints Palace. You were able to escape this disaster thanks to the hookah girl's full assistance, but I don't know that you are such a witch."
When can the poison of the poison be truly eliminated? In my opinion, the most reliable way is to keep the princess's daughter. Only her blood can save your life, the prince."
The man's eyes were filled with sadness. It was really tiring to live like this. In order to survive, the torture he had suffered over the years was really unbearable for ordinary people.
"But, I don't have the right to keep her with me forever, and I don't think she would want to." Jiang Chiyan stood up from the tub, got dressed, and walked out of the Yu Pharmacy.
When they arrived at a side room, Jiang Chiyan walked over. The group of maids were about to salute, and Jiang Chiyan waved his hand to signal them all to go down. At this time, there were only Jiang Chiyan and the woman lying on the bed.
Jiang Chiyan looked at the woman on the bed, and his heart suddenly ached. When he came to the bed, Jiang Chiyan sat down and gently held her hand: "Are you willing to stay with me? If you don't want me to, I shouldn't."
Should I stay by force?"
Yao Muzixi suddenly opened her eyes and glared at the man in front of her with a painful expression on her face.
Jiang Chiyan just took one look at her expression and understood that she had been tapped. Jiang Chiyan gently tapped his fingers, and Yao Muzixi felt that his body relaxed all of a sudden, no longer the restraint and tightness just now.
feel.
"I tell you, I will not stay here with you." Yao Muzixi said firmly while looking at the man in front of her.
"But, even in the last moments, aren't you willing to accompany me?" Jiang Chiyan pulled Yao Muzixi into his arms, hugged her lovingly, and exhaled.
"I have nothing to do with you. I don't know what your purpose is in bringing me here, but I will never stay here." Yao Muzixi resisted, but was unable to break away from his embrace.
The faint fragrance, an extremely familiar smell, seemed to be piercing the unbreakable barrier deep in her memory.
"If you want to leave, I won't keep you. But don't you know me? I'm Jiang Chiyan, Jiang Chiyan! The man who almost died trying to save you twelve years ago." Jiang Chiyan reluctantly pushed her away
She hugged her tighter. Could it be that the rumors from five years ago were true and her memory had been erased.
"I don't know, I don't know who you are. I only know that I am Princess Yao Lan. I only know that I am the Crown Princess of Xia." A tear fell from Yao Muzixi's eyes. She didn't even know why she did it.
She shed tears. She just felt extremely sad when she heard his voice, but she really didn't know who he was.