Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

Qin Ci'an did not respond. The room was silent and only the sound of two people's breathing could be heard.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Suddenly, a violent coughing sound rang in Chu Ziyu's ears.

Qin Ci'an felt his blood rushing up, and his heart felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on it, making him feel uncomfortable. Darkness began to spread before his eyes.

Before Qin Ci'an completely fainted, he only heard Chu Ziyu calling his name and smelled a faint smell of blood.

Qin Ci'an was awakened by the medicine. The tip of his tongue was filled with dense bitterness, but the aftertaste was a little sweet, the taste of medicine he had never tasted before. His consciousness was clear for a moment, and then he fell into darkness again, and there seemed to be a flash of light in front of his eyes.

Changfeng fed the medicine into Qin Ci'an's mouth one spoonful at a time.

At this moment, Chu Ziyu lowered his head and knelt on his knees in the magnificent health hall of the imperial palace. He could clearly feel the abnormal movements inside his body. The poisonous insects that became restless due to the stimulation of special spices were running wildly and scurrying around in his body. They were gnawing at his flesh and blood frantically, bringing waves of piercing pain.

The emperor, high above, sat leisurely on the dragon throne, nonchalantly fiddling with the exquisite and gorgeous incense burner in his hand.

I saw that the spices in the incense burner were already burning, and wisps of green smoke were rising. Soon the room was filled with a rich aroma - rosemary and various other spices were intertwined and mixed together to form a unique and mysterious smell.

However, despite the lingering fragrance, the emperor kept his lips tightly closed and said nothing, as if he was completely unaware of the pain that Chu Ziyu, who was kneeling below, was suffering.

After Qin Ci'an fainted, there was another round of chaos. The imperial physician had not left yet and examined him again. "The prince was so angry that his body could not bear it for a while, so he fainted."

He also prescribed some medicine to calm the nerves and replenish qi and blood before leaving with the medicine box.

Chu Ziyu cut a quarter of the pill and dissolved it into the simmering medicine. Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him. Chu Ziyu picked up the long spoon in the medicine pot and began to stir the medicine.

After sending Doctor Li away, Changfeng was walking into the kitchen from outside. Chu Ziyu had his back to him, so Changfeng did not see his little movement.

But for Chu Ziyu, his nose was not a nose, his eyes were not eyes. If it weren't for him, how could the prince faint? But his eyes fell on the wound behind him, which had not been bandaged in time. Because of the violent running back and forth, the wound on his back was more broken, and it had completely soaked the shirt that Xuxu was wearing. Changfeng opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything hurtful.

He just walked silently to the medicine jar and took away the medicine that Chu Ziyu had served. Seeing this, Chu Ziyu also wanted to follow him back to the bedroom, but just as he was about to go out, he was bumped by a servant with his head lowered. The servant did not look up and left quickly, but there was a note in Chu Ziyu's hand.

Chu Ziyu did not follow him, but just looked at the servant's back, who was the servant who drove the car today.

"Tsk, this spy is placed at a very grassroots level."

Chu Ziyu returned to his room and opened the note, "Come back soon."

I simply sprinkled some medicine on the back, bandaged it, and changed my clothes.