Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

Qin Ci'an could no longer suppress the sobs in his throat. His heart felt like there was a hole in it. The cold wind blew through his chest, and he felt numb with pain.

He carefully untied the shackles around his neck, inevitably touching the skin on Chu Ziyu's neck. The skin under his fingers was damp and cold. Although the man had lost consciousness, he was shaking even more violently.

His bloodstained hair covered his cheeks. Due to the shackles on his neck, his head was forced to be raised. Under the warm yellow candlelight in the dungeon, it was still terrifyingly pale.

"Click", the chain around his neck fell to the ground. After Changfeng saw Chu Ziyu's appearance clearly, his throat seemed to be choked by something and he could not utter a single word.

He pursed his lips tightly, raised his hands and cut the chains on his limbs one by one.

Qin Yu's hands fell limply, and his body fell to one side unconsciously like a puppet with its strings cut. Qin Ci held him tightly in his arms, but suddenly found that the person in his arms had become terribly thin in such a short period of time.

His arms were restraining their strength to the point of spasming, and the person in his arms was as fragile as a dried leaf in autumn, as if he would be completely shattered if he exerted the slightest force.

Bitterness permeated Qin Ci'an's tongue and heart.

Chu Ziyu's consciousness was somewhat vague. After all, these injuries were real. If he didn't want to see Xiao An's reaction with his own eyes, he wouldn't have to stay here.

Vaguely, he seemed to feel a hint of salty taste between his lips, and then his consciousness fell into complete darkness.

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On the first day that Qin Yu was unconscious, the court physician diagnosed signs of poisoning on Qin Yu's body. The poison was not strong, but after days of torture, the poison flowed to his limbs and bones, and even entered his lungs. Although it could be treated, it could not be eradicated. From then on, on every cold day, the poison would flare up, and it would be as painful as falling into an ice cave.

Changfeng handed the pills he found on Qin Yu to Qin Ci'an, and then knelt at the door of the study for an unknown period of time.

Qin Ci'an closed the door and poured the pills from the porcelain bottle in his hand. One pill was missing. It was obvious who had received this pill.

Inside the palace, "Let me go!!! Be careful."

Jinyan hugged Li Xiangbing's waist tightly, "Don't go, I beg you, Xiangbing, don't go."

"I have arranged for someone to visit your little disciple, and also sent him a thousand-year-old ginseng. The spies reported that he had already left the dungeon. Qin Ci'an has been taking care of him day and night these days, so he will be fine. It's you, on the other hand..."

Li Xiangbing understood Jinyan's unfinished meaning and was slightly startled, but the determination in his eyes did not disappear.

"Jinyan, I have to go."

Jinyan knew very well that once the person in front of him decided on something, it would be difficult for him to change his mind.

He sighed helplessly, slowly loosened his grip on the other person's waist, his eyes filled with deep worry and uneasiness.

"Well... okay, go ahead. But be careful!" Jin Yan said softly, with a hint of trembling in his voice.

Li Xiangbing turned around without hesitation, with his back to Jin Yan, and took a step forward. However, just when he took a few steps, he suddenly felt a gust of strong wind coming from behind his head.

Before he could react, he felt a numbness in his neck, and then his vision went black. He lost consciousness and fell limply to the ground.

It turned out that the one who attacked was Jin Yan. He was holding a sharp dagger in his hand, and the blade was flashing with cold light. At this moment, the dagger was against the back of Li Xiangbing's neck.

His fighting power was far inferior to Li Xiangbing's, but he had the advantage that this man was not on guard against him.

Looking at Li Xiangbing who had fainted on the ground, Jinyan's eyes gradually became moist.

He murmured to himself, "I'm sorry, Li Xiangbing. I can't let you take the risk and go like this. It's too dangerous. Even if you will hate me for this, I accept it..."