---Suddenly, Jun Ziyan struggled like crazy, "Get out, get out——" ---
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After the fu Nizi was kicked out of the room, she was suffocated and became even more desolate.
In the copper stove, benzoin curls up and refreshes the spleen.
On the table, in the celadon bowl, heat rises from the surface of the brown concoction, and a cold, bitter taste fills the air!
Wanyan Che looked at the medicine and hesitated, picked it up, panted, and his palms became sweaty unconsciously.
Putting the medicine on the low table, the man raised Jun Ziyan's body and leaned against his arms. He held the porcelain soup spoon in his trembling hands, lifted her neck, scooped up a spoonful of porcelain medicine and put it into her mouth.
The smell of the medicine was fishy, cold and bitter, and it slid down his throat. Jun Ziyan, who was in a coma, frowned and coughed slightly, as if he was choking.
"Yan'er——" Wanyan Che stretched out his hand and smoothed her back, and coaxed distressedly: "Yan'er, please bear with me, this medicine is more bitter than ordinary medicine, just bear with it and it will be fine."
How can the medicine for losing one’s heart not be bitter?
With a gentle breath, the man put the second potion into the woman's throat. It was bitter and painful. Jun Ziyan frowned even more and hummed in disobedience. She was unconscious and could only resist with her senses.
It's so bitter. What kind of medicine is this?
In her consciousness, during the past three days, she could feel that someone had been feeding her meals and giving her medicine in this way every day. However, why was the medicine this time so bitter, as bitter as snake gall, and as bitter as yellow lotus.
cough--
The medicine was choked out, and the brown liquid flowed out from the seam of her lips. Wanyan Che stretched out his sleeves to wipe it clean. Seeing her clear eyebrows, he immediately became confused and coaxed softly: Yan'er, it's very bitter, isn't it? Drink more.
Just take a few sips and you'll be fine. You'll feel better after drinking it."
Immediately, he grabbed her throat with one hand, opened her lips, and put the third potion into her mouth. This time, he helped hold her body down, held her neck up, and let the potion fall smoothly.
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In an instant, the medicine entered her throat, slid into her chest, and flowed into her heart. Jun Ziyan felt her heart twisting for a while, as if a knife was cutting into her heart. The pain was unbearable.
"Well - it hurts -" Tears welled up in the corners of Jun Ziyan's eyes, and he groaned in pain, and Yousi's voice was full of pain.
It hurts so much, it feels like someone has ripped out your heart. Such torture is very unbearable.
Sweat kept pouring from his temples, and his face looked paler and more fragile than before.
A sound of pain hit his ears, Wanyanche's face turned pale, his mind went blank, his hand shook, and the porcelain soup fell to the ground.
The clear sound cut through the silence, bringing with it a tearing destruction. The ground was stained with broken porcelain, and it was a mess.
Wanyan Che hugged the struggling Jun Ziyan, the pain in his eyes was unspoken, and coaxed in her ear: "Yan'er - just bear with it a little longer, you can bear with it a little longer -"
Although he heard from Dr. Yuwen about the reaction after giving this medicine, he was still nervous and broke out in a cold sweat. Seeing her reaction like this, he really wanted to kill himself with a knife.
Reaching out to wipe away the tears on her face, Wanyan Che's eyes were filled with mist, and he felt as if he was holding a dagger to stab her heart.
"It hurts - my heart hurts so much -" Jun Ziyan gritted his teeth and cried out in pain, hugging Wanyanche's arms and shouting in a low voice, sweat pouring out from his face, and tears welling up.
Many pictures flashed through my mind quickly,
"This young master looks familiar. Have we met somewhere?"
"My gentlemen say."
"Wang Yan, Zi Yan has an unkind request. I wonder if the prince can agree to it?"
"No problem!"
"That's great, I like a cheerful person like you!"
"That Ziyan owes the prince a favor!"
"This allusion is thought-provoking!"
"It seems that the prince is a man of temperament, and he understands the meaning of such allusions."
"Will you dismount?"
"Won't!"
"I suddenly want to taste tea. I wonder if I can trouble you, Mr. Jun?"
"A gentleman's words are a gentleman's words, and it has nothing to do with whether the king accepts female guests or not!"
"What would you do if I suddenly asked you to become Princess Su as Jun Ziyan?"
"As long as she is the woman I have always wanted to marry, she is perfect."
"I am absolutely willing to spend my whole life waiting for her, loving her, knowing her, pitying her, and cherishing her."
"lifetime?"
"Yes, for life!" These are the words he once promised.
"I want to take you to a place where we are the only ones."
The rain was falling, the cherry blossoms were falling like snow, and they hugged each other closely.
"What if I say I'm getting out of here?"
"I'll go wherever you are. It's best to go to Peach Blossom Valley and be with Han'er's family. How about that?"
Kiss, sincere and sincere,
Hearts are in love with each other,
Love, promise for a lifetime.
"Zi Yan, let go quickly."
"I don't - you don't want me anymore? Don't you want to marry me? Are you willing to let me go? Are you willing to let me go?"
"I don't want to give it up, Ziyan, believe me, I will never marry you in this life unless you are a gentleman, just wait for me!"
"No - Shajue."
Her heart pulse tightened again, and the strong pain almost tore her apart: "Ah——!"
The sharp sound resounded through the night, like cracks in rocks, like thousands of arrows piercing the heart.
Jun Ziyan wailed and cried bitterly, as if he wanted to catch the man deep in his memory, his hands tightly covering the position of his heart, his body slightly bent, holding his breath and struggling to catch his breath. At this time, crying was no longer enough to prove the pain.
Blood oozed from his lips and he burst out with a hoarse voice: "Don't go, don't go!"
Scenes flashed by, Jun Ziyan's heart convulsed with pain, and the long-cherished memories in his mind seemed to be separated from him for an instant. Every silhouette of him with him instantly left him alone, blank, unfamiliar, and uneasy.
In each silhouette, the man's figure gradually disappeared, as if she had never met him before.
How could this happen? Jun Ziyan didn't understand why she was the only one left in those scenes, and what about him? Why was Sha Jue missing? Where had he gone?
His eyes suddenly opened wide, and his tear-filled eyes looked at Wanyan Che in horror. His face was so pale that it was almost transparent, as if he might disappear at any moment.
Suddenly, Jun Ziyan struggled frantically, "Get out, get out -"
Her head hurt so much, as if someone had hit her with a stone. The pain made her want to die.
He punched his head with both hands, trying to relieve the pain of memory loss, but in the end it was all in vain.
"Yan'er——" Wanyan Che was so frightened by her that her heart felt like being hit by an ice pick, and she was heartbroken.
He held her down forcefully, and the hot pain dropped drop by drop. What should he do? What should he do now?
He glanced sideways at the 'Lost Heart Grass' with only six points left on the short table. Suddenly, he recalled the words of Imperial Physician Yuwen: "Remember, no matter what reaction she has, she must take all this medicine."
"Hmm -" A sudden stinging pain came from his shoulder, and Wanyanche couldn't help but frown and groan.
Looking sideways, she realized that Jun Ziyan had bitten her shoulder to bleed. At this time, she was glaring at him with frightened eyes. The hatred in her eyes was like a sword piercing his heart, and she suddenly became weak.
"Brother, big brother, open the door quickly. Stop feeding me. Stop feeding her. My sister-in-law is crying out in pain. Stop feeding her." Outside the door, Wanyan Yixi knocked on the door tightly and shouted anxiously.
At this time, Xing'er was running towards Lan Xiyuan with a look of great joy and said to Miss Sun: "Miss Sun, Miss Sun, Su, the prince is here."
"What, brother Jue is back!" Wanyan Yixi was shocked.
"No, no, yes, it's the young prince. The young prince told the Taijun that he would take his wife back to the palace." Xing'er gasped and replied.