The Year of Lihua: She Was Reborn

"I told you, I don't want to drink..."

Li Li's pale and bloodless face made me feel sorry for him. His flawless white brocade undershirt was loose on his body.

He seemed to be out of breath, but he actually snatched the medicine brought by the servant and poured it onto the ground with a wave of his hand.

I was so frightened that I immediately fell to my knees and kowtowed desperately, sobbing and begging for mercy: "Your Highness, please calm down. I deserve to die..."

Li Li fell on the bed covered with gorgeous curtains, his eyes empty and lifeless. Xu Zhi's appearance and the portrait in Hua Ye Palace kept flashing through his mind.

"Cough cough cough..."

Chongming signaled the crying servant to retreat quickly...

"Your Highness, you must take care of yourself no matter what." Chongming stood by the bed holding a sword and continued anxiously.

"Your Highness, you can have any kind of beauty you want. Why must you choose Miss Hua? She has a strong temper and is not a good match for you!"

"Zhongming, if you say one more word, I'll slap you in the face!"

"Your Highness, you seem to be recovering well. I could hear your angry voice from a distance. Be careful not to get too angry and become seriously ill. You won't have anyone to accompany you on your journey to the underworld!"

Hua Ye's ethereal and mocking voice reached Li Li's ears, but he didn't get angry and called out, "Chongming, help me up!"

He sat on the edge of the bed, leaning on the headrest, with the mattress half covering him. His listless look made people feel a second of heartache.

Hua Ye strode over the threshold and walked in. He sat down on the wooden stool in the room without even glancing at Li Li who was lying on the bed.

"Reheat the remaining medicine and serve it!"

When Chongming saw Miss Hua come in, he ordered the servant waiting outside to bring the medicine.

"Miss Hua, you have finally come to my master. She is extremely difficult to serve. I will leave her to you without any thanks!" Chongming walked to Hua Ye and whispered in her ear.

Li Li looked at her from head to toe and finally spoke!

"Hua Ye, why are your ears red?"

"My mother and father are the ones who forced me to come to see you and tell you that your father is a rare and wise ruler. You must not let him suffer the pain of seeing his son die."

Hua Ye was so angry when he asked this question that he felt like a pile of anger was stuck in his throat and was about to explode.

General Hua's wife, who was peeking at him from outside the wing room, coughed lightly a few times and immediately became timid again.

Mrs. Hua's words kept floating in her mind: After all, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was injured while saving you, and you didn't even look at him. This is unacceptable...

"I can ask him to save me, but he doesn't believe in your daughter's kung fu..."

Hua Ye had a sour face, but the words he said were much softer: "It's not a big deal. Please, Your Highness, take your medicine on time and get well soon!"

A maidservant, her hands shaking violently, walked in tremblingly carrying a white jade porcelain bowl filled with black medicine and handed it to Hua Ye.

"Miss Hua, please take it to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Then he dropped the bowl of soup and fled...

"Your Highness, you are abusing the maids in your room. They all treat you like a ghost."

Hua Ye looked embarrassed, feeling torn between two options as she looked at the medicine in her hand. She glanced at Li Li, who should have been stunningly beautiful, but now looked like a sickly and yandere beauty.

It would have been better if she hadn't looked at it. Once she saw it, a trace of heartache appeared in Hua Ye's eyes, and she actually picked up the soup bowl and walked over.

Although her face looked very ugly, Li Li was still in a much better mood after seeing her.

She placed the bowl of soup on the bedside cabinet and asked, "Will you drink it yourself?"

Li Li turned his body to the side and raised his right hand, which made the wound on his chest more painful. Blood stains seeped out of the gauze and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He looked at Hua Ye with a pitiful look as if he was about to die from the pain and said weakly: "My chest hurts so much that I can't even lift my hands. Miss Hua, please help me!"

Hua Ye glanced at him and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"You've learned all my tricks of throwing a tantrum and pretending to be pitiful, haven't you?"

"This is too much trouble. How about I feed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Hua Ye suddenly had an idea. He picked up the medicine bowl with a smile, sat down beside the bed and handed it to his mouth.

"Open your mouth!"

Li Li was so flattered that he trembled slightly all over. Seeing the smile of success in her eyes, he was ready to die.

In the end, Hua Ye simply pinched his chin with her slender fingers, forcibly pinched his jaw down, and dislocated it!

There was a creaking sound, and Li Li groaned in pain.

"Drink it..." Hua Ye stared at him with sharp and hateful eyes.

Since he couldn't close his mouth, the medicine was easy to pour in. She lifted the bowl lightly and poured it into Li Li's throat. His Adam's apple kept rolling up and down as he tried his best to swallow the bitter medicine that kept pouring down.

A lot of the medicine still spilled out, sliding down the corner of his mouth, across his neck and onto his white underwear, instantly staining it into brown splashes.

Hua Ye looked at him as he let him do whatever he wanted. His excited and triumphant expression gradually became numb, and there was still some pain in his eyes that wouldn't go away.

She put the bowl down and instantly took back Li Li's chin...