This thought flashed through my mind and was immediately thrown away by Xianyi.
How is that possible.
Yan Yi looked ahead with complicated eyes, and soon disappeared.
Fu Hai Mo Yuan.
Fanxu Camp.
Yue Qing walked back and forth anxiously, mumbling, "Why aren't you back yet? I don't know where I am. Could something have happened..."
"Okay, just give me some time to calm down! It's making me dizzy!"
Ye Xiutian beside him frowned and yelled, but his men didn't stop.
"Aren't you worried, Mr. Ye?" Yue Qing asked.
"Since Mr. Yan has already made plans, he must be fully prepared. I believe him. What's more, if Mr. Yinxue goes there in person, if he still can't get the Yunlinhua back, hum! I'll slap him with big-eared melon seeds!"
Yue Qing, "..."
It’s better to omit that last sentence.
At this time, there was movement outside, and he felt happy. It was His Highness Yinxue who was back.
Just as he was about to go out, he saw Yin Xue Fengchen walking in.
"Your Highness Xue!" Yue Qing was overjoyed and stepped forward, "You are back? Have you got the antidote?"
Yinxue nodded, and opened her palms. Two intact cloud lilies, which were emitting a faint light, appeared in her palms.
"Very good!"
Ye Xiutian was also overjoyed and carefully took the bouquet, "Yes, yes, this is it!"
"Ye Lao, the emperor is saved now! Go and make the antidote!"
"You don't have to say it!"
After glaring at him, Ye Xiutian hurriedly rushed into the medicine room and started making the antidote without stopping.
Only then did Yue Qing notice that Yin Xue’s arm was injured!
His clothes were soaked with blood, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.
"Are you injured?"
Yinxue glanced at her arm, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury."
That was injured by Di Qianjue when he used the Flying God Technique. Fortunately, the teleportation scroll was activated quickly, otherwise it would have been more disastrous.
This is the first time he has been injured using this technique...
Sure enough, facing that man, you can't be careless.
"Let me take care of your wound."
"No need. You stay and watch, I can handle it myself."
Yue Qing also knew that this person did not like to be touched, so he did not persuade him any more.
"How is the border war going? Is there any news coming back?"
"Never."
Yinxue frowned, "I'm going to see my junior brother."
Because of the teleportation scroll, he didn't waste much time and should be able to catch up.
Although the demon clan appears to be victorious in this battle, it is actually not so. At least, nothing is known until news comes from the border.
The Demon King left well prepared and would not leave so easily.
It seems that he will rush to the border town as soon as possible. But...the day after tomorrow is the wedding. Junior brother, what are his plans?
His eyes fell in front of him, on the couch, the two figures hugging each other closely, as if they were inseparable, harmonious and warm.
Even if he is unconscious, his junior brother is still very possessive.
He obviously cares a lot, but he insists on making sarcastic remarks and pushing people further away.
This was the first time he knew that this junior brother, who had always been pure-hearted and did not take anything seriously, had such an awkward side.
Then, thinking of what happened tonight and Di Qianjue, he frowned slightly.
He naturally knew what his junior brother was doing.
The two old enemies were already at odds with each other. Now, they may have become even more serious.
She was obviously going to get married soon, but she was forced to interfere. Yinxue didn't think that the man was just doing it for fun.
Thinking of his words tonight, Yinxue couldn't help but rub her eyebrows, worried about her junior brother's future love life.
Why is it that man?
It would be good for anyone, but it is the most difficult one.
No one understands him better than him. If you want something, you will get it by any means necessary. He is the best at controlling people's hearts and destroying people's will bit by bit.
Yin Xue's eyes fell on Ling Xuewei. She must have spent a lot of effort to escape from Di Qianjue's hands.
Even he looked at Ling Xuewei with admiration.
When she thought of her wedding the day after tomorrow... Yinxue couldn't help but sigh.
Then it was funny, when did he become so sentimental?
Forget it, just do your best and obey fate.
******
After simply treating her wounds and bandaging them, Yinxue did not leave and rested on a soft chair.
The night passes quickly.
When the first ray of light penetrated the clouds and fell on the ground, there was finally movement in the pharmacy.
Ye Xiutian rushed in with a puff of dust, holding a bottle and said excitedly, "The antidote is ready! Great! Boy Yan is saved now!"
"Really? Then give it to the emperor!"
Yue Qing lifted the unconscious Ye Moyan up, and Ye Xiutian fed him medicine.
"Drink them all."
After administering the medicine and administering golden needles, the person finally woke up half an hour later.
"Emperor, are you awake?!"
"Boy Yan, how do you feel?"
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw two heads crowded in front of the couch.
Even Yinxue, who had always been calm, quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Yue Qing carefully helped his master up, and as soon as Ye Moyan moved, he felt his hands tighten.
Lowering his head, his hand was firmly grasping a slender, white hand.
Looking at the situation, Ling Xuewei was unconscious, her eyebrows furrowed, as if she had countless things to worry about even if she fell asleep.
As if being electrocuted, Ye Moyan suddenly let go and his face darkened.
"The emperor's subordinates knew that you would be fine!"
There was also a smile on Ye Xiutian's face, "You just need to wake up, brat. It's not in vain. I've worked hard day and night to make an antidote for you! Also, since you brat had already planned it, why didn't you tell me?
Make us worry about you!"
If he hadn't thought that he was still sick, Ye Xiutian would have beaten this brat long ago!
One by one, it’s really not a worry.
The atmosphere that had been gloomy for many days finally cleared up and became a little lighter.
The two of them went to rest because they were worried that they had not closed their eyes for several days.
"How does it feel?"
Yinxue sat down in front of the couch.
"It's okay. Are you injured?"
Ye Moyan's eyes fell on Yinxue's arm. Even though Yinxue changed his clothes, Ye Moyan still keenly smelled the smell of blood from his body.
"A little injury, nothing to worry about."
"Di Qianjue was injured?"
Yinxue didn't deny it, "Well, it's good to be able to escape with only this little injury. You know how ruthless that person is."
He knew clearly that if his junior brother had not planned carefully, he might have suffered more than this injury.
"The poison has been cured now, but you will have to rest for at least a few days before you can move. What are your plans for the border war? Do you want me to go there?"
"No need, Ye Mu Yeru is here, and there is Tuanzi. Before the expedition, I asked him to defend the city."
Yinxue raised her eyebrows, "It turns out you were prepared."
It seemed that his junior brother had thought out everything in advance, including all possible actions of Mo Linyuan.
I'm afraid Mo Linyuan will never imagine that every move he makes is expected, right?
His junior brother really did not miss anything.
"You can handle all major military and national affairs well, so why are you so confused when it comes to your own affairs?"
