He had been sleeping for many months, and when he woke up, Fang Aoxiong and others almost cried with joy and excitement.
Soon, Ji Mingzhao found out what happened to Xihai during the days when he was in coma, and... Hall died.
After knowing these things, Ji Mingzhao was silent for a long time.
By the time Ling Xuewei saw him, it was already the evening of the second day.
Groups of important ministers from the West Sea came out of the Ice Palace in batches. When they saw Ling Xuewei, they immediately saluted. Tai Lun personally stepped forward to greet them, "Excuse me for making this trip, the emperor wants to see you, please come with me."
Ling Xuewei followed him into the ice palace and saw Ji Mingzhao, who was leaning on the hospital bed and had woken up.
Perhaps because he had just woken up, Ji Mingzhao's face looked particularly sick, pale and bloodless, and his eyebrows were a little more solemn.
I think I already know the situation in the West Sea these days...
"We meet again..."
Seeing Ling Xuewei coming, Ji Mingzhao smiled, neutralizing the condensation between his brows.
"I didn't expect that after seeing you for several years, we would see each other like this. I heard that you were awake, and I planned to find a chance to meet you, the ghost doctor, but the clinker plan couldn't keep up with the changes... After three years of separation, you are becoming more and more beautiful.
No wonder the Nine Lords, who have always been aloof and ruthless, have been thinking about them for so many years..."
Ji Mingzhao tilted to the side, with an evil smile on his face.
Ling Xuewei was speechless.
Sure enough, this guy couldn't be serious for more than two seconds before his true nature was exposed again.
"Thank you for the compliment. You have also changed. You have become weaker than you were three years ago. You were defeated by the enemy so easily."
"Oh, you are getting more venomous."
"Each other."
The two were quarreling with each other, but he was always smiling and didn't look angry at all.
"Hands out."
Ling Xuewei stepped forward to check Ji Ming's pulse.
Ji Mingzhao also cooperated very much and stretched out his hand. He was unconscious for several days. He lost a lot of weight, his wrist was pale and weak, and his veins were protruding, so that his wrist looked not much thicker than Ling Xuewei's wrist.
"Much better... Most of the remaining poison has been cleared away, but the next seven days are still critical. The medicine I prescribed must be taken on time..."
"Don't worry, Ghost Doctor, my subordinates will personally watch the Emperor take the medicine." Tai Lun said hurriedly.
Ling Xuewei nodded and gave Ji Mingzhao another injection, supplemented by the light of life to condition the inside. Half an hour later, his complexion was indeed better than before.
"Remember, during the period of recuperation, you cannot use your spiritual power or move rashly. When you recover, you can walk around, but it cannot exceed one stick of incense. You cannot eat spicy or cold things in your diet, you cannot drink alcohol, and you cannot..."
"This is not allowed and that is not allowed. It's so boring."
Ji Mingzhao looked bored, Ling Xuewei glanced at him lightly, and he shrugged helplessly, "Okay, okay, just listen to the ghost doctor."
"If you want to get well soon, you must follow the doctor's instructions carefully. I don't want to ruin my reputation."
"Okay, okay..."
After the consultation, the two got down to business.
"This time, I want to thank you very much."
Ji Ming's edict was serious.
Ling Xuewei sat opposite him and slowly took a sip of tea, "It was Mr. Zun who saved you, I was just dealing with the aftermath."
Ji Mingzhao had no choice but to say again, "What I said was not just about saving me."
Ling Xuewei put down her cup, "If you have to put the overall situation first, I don't have the kindness to repay evil with kindness."
"I've heard everything... what Hall did was because I, Xihai, failed to treat Dongyu, and I'm willing to make up for it. Also, you helped Xihai this time, and it was you who saved my life. I'm willing to promise you Dongyu."
Just say the three requirements."
"really?"
"I keep my word." Ji Mingzhao looked solemn.
Although Ji Mingzhao seemed cynical and righteous at the same time, she knew that whatever he said would be fulfilled.
"Well, I won't be polite. First, I want to be able to freely enter and exit your Western Sea areas without being restricted by the confusing sea fog."
Ling Xuewei saw how powerful the fog was after what happened this time. If it had not been blocked by the fog at that time, they would have left the Western Region long ago, and what happened later would not have happened.
"You are the benefactors of the West Sea, and it is natural for you to have free access to the sea. Are you sure you want to impose a condition?"
"no?"
"Of course." After saying this, Ji Ming placed his hand on Ling Xuewei's forehead.
Some light quickly penetrated Ling Xuewei's forehead, and she felt a chill on her forehead.
Then he heard Ji Mingzhao continue, "This is a channeling spirit that has been implanted in your body. In the future, you can freely enter and exit all sea areas without restrictions...ahem..."
After saying that, he started coughing.
"Who asked you to use your spiritual power? I didn't ask you to fulfill it now!"
Ling Xuewei's face sank, and she quickly stepped forward and inserted a few needles at Ji Mingzhao's acupuncture points. When he reacted, he found that he could no longer use his spiritual power.
"Isn't this... unnecessary?" Ji Mingzhao's face darkened instantly.
His spiritual point was sealed!
"in case."
All right.
"The first thing is over, what about the second thing?" Ji Mingzhao asked.
"I want Gujiramon's spiritual core."
Ling Xuewei went straight in.
After Ji Mingzhao heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "I heard from the people below that Gujira was seriously injured in the battle with the ghoul clan. He was probably dying and there was no way he could save himself... In fact, you only need to say a word and you can take away the soul.
Nuclear power, there is no need to waste this treaty.”
"After all, I personally promised it, and the opportunity is rare."
After Ji Mingzhao finished speaking, he winked at Ling Xuewei with his peach blossom eyes.
Ling Xuewei turned a blind eye, "Didn't you ask me to make the request? This is my request, do you agree?"
Ji Mingzhao stared at Ling Xuewei for a long time. After a moment, he smiled and said, "I don't know if you are really smart or...that's all. I just said that as long as it is brought up by you, I will not respond."
"I promise."
In fact, Gujira had died of serious injuries, and Xihai was very willing to do a smooth favor, and there was no need for Ling Xuewei to use any of the conditions.
Ling Xuewei can definitely use the conditions in other more important places...territory, rare treasures, etc.
Even asking him to cede territory in the West Sea for compensation would not be a bad idea. After all, it was their West Sea who took responsibility for the loss first, but Ling Xuewei did not do so.
Even though Xihai is in a difficult situation now, the foundation of being a great domain is still there. The centipede insect is dead but not stiff. Ordinary people can't imagine it, but she should understand.
"What about the third condition? Let me remind you, this is the last one. You have to think about it clearly."
"The third one... I haven't thought of it yet. I'll tell you when I think of it."
Ji Mingzhao, "..."
"Are you sure?"
"Um."
"...Okay, it's up to you."
After he said this, he suddenly smiled.
"You and him are really like one family."
"What? You mean Mo Jiusu?" Ling Xuewei asked curiously.
