The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 425: One thing conquers another

Jiang Wantang sat in front of the couch, quietly looking at Ji Wuwang who was sleeping on the couch.

She held his hand, her eyes soft but stubborn: "Brother Xiaoqi, Atang believes that you will wake up..."

"right?"

"..."

"Brother, you once told Atang to eat more and grow up quickly, and that when I grow up you would take me to the south of the Yangtze River, the desert, and the northern border..."

"You said you wanted to see crimson peaches in spring, gaze at the stars in summer, admire the full moon in autumn, and experience the first snow in winter..."

"Let's travel together across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and see the beauty of all seasons."

"Now...Atang has grown up, brother must keep his word..."

"Since we met again, Atang hasn't had the chance to have a good chat with his brother..."

Jiang Wantang choked up unconsciously as she spoke, her voice thick with tears: "I'm sorry, it's because of my willfulness that I made you lie here covered in bruises..."

"I'm sorry... I told you so many lies that made you sad..."

"sorry......"

"..."

They were going back to the palace soon, and Jiang Wantang chattered a lot, mostly about their past memories.

However, the person on the couch did not respond at all.

The two grown men, Shi Feng and Shi Lin, who were guarding outside the door, gradually had tears in their eyes.

Shi Feng, who was originally full of resentment towards Jiang Wantang, gradually changed his mind after spending some time with her, and even began to feel a little pity for this tough and weak woman in front of him.

Here, everyone was in a sad and uncomfortable mood, and the situation in the meditation room on the other side was not much better.

Ji Wuyuan's face became increasingly pale and ugly because of the seven consecutive days of drawing blood from his heart. He also refused to take his medicine properly. When he got angry, he was like a demon. He looked gloomy and terrifying. No one dared to approach him.

Jikong couldn't do anything to him.

Feiyu had no choice but to secretly go find Jiang Wantang without telling him.

"boom......"

"roll!"

"Everyone, get out of here!"

As Jiang Wantang reached the door of the Zen room, she heard the sound of a porcelain bowl breaking on the ground and Ji Wuyuan's furious shout.

Immediately afterwards, she saw Leng Mei and Leng Xue retreating in panic.

Jiang Wantang stood at the door of the Zen room, his eyes lightly sweeping over the solemn expressions on Leng Mei and Leng Xue's faces, and he already understood in his heart.

Leng Mei and Leng Xue walked out of the door with frowning faces. When they looked up and saw Jiang Wantang, they felt like they saw a savior. They were about to bow and salute, but Jiang Wantang gently raised his hand, indicating that they didn't need to be polite, and then slowly walked into the meditation room.

The room was a mess.

Broken porcelain pieces and spilled medicine were scattered on the ground, and the air was filled with a bitter and strong smell of medicine.

Ji Wuyuan sat at the desk, concentrating on reviewing memorials. His face was frighteningly pale and ugly, and his whole body exuded a chilling gloom and hostility.

Hearing the footsteps, Ji Wuyuan didn't even raise his head, and said in a cold and majestic voice: "Get out!"

Jiang Wantang was stunned for a moment and continued to walk towards him.

"roll!"

Along with Ji Wuyuan's violent voice, a scroll of book accurately smashed towards Jiang Wantang.

Jiang Wantang didn't dodge, and the book hit her shoulder directly with a heavy sound.

Ji Wuyuan raised his head and swept over with a cold and icy gaze. When he saw that the person in front of him was Jiang Wantang in a plain dress, his pupils suddenly shrank and the anger in his eyes was instantly replaced by a hint of panic.

Subconsciously, he clenched the hand that threw the book.

Ji Wuyuan's thin lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but the moment he opened his mouth, he turned into a cold reply: "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Wantang didn't respond, but bent down to pick up the book on the ground and walked over.

When she put the book on the table and was about to turn around to pick up the broken porcelain on the ground, Ji Wuyuan stood up and grabbed her wrist.

"Don't pick it up..." After saying that, he looked at Jiang Wantang with dark eyes, and said in an unnatural tone: "I didn't know it was you...

"sorry......"

He was explaining to Jiang Wantang that he had not meant to throw the book at her.

Jiang Wantang didn't say anything, so Ji Wuyuan asked again, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Wantang shook her head and said calmly, "It doesn't hurt."

Still the indifferent and distant attitude.

Ji Wuyuan loosened his hand, and his eyes darkened little by little.

He thought she must hate him even more.

Jiang Wantang looked at his extremely pale face, sighed, and said helplessly, "Even if your Majesty is angry, you shouldn't joke with your own body."

"Would you care?"

"Now that Qiri's heart blood has been taken, do you still care about my body or my life?"

"Don't you wish you could die alone?"

Ji Wuyuan stared at her with a dark and cold gaze, his tone filled with anger and sourness that he himself was not aware of.

The two looked at each other, and Jiang Wantang's voice was calm and cold: "Even if no one cares, Your Majesty should not take advantage of your own health."

Ji Wuyuan clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

His eyes were fixed on Jiang Wantang, as if he wanted to see a hint of emotion from her cold expression, such as concern and care.

Even a little bit...

However, Jiang Wantang's gaze remained as calm as water, without the slightest ripple.

As he watched, Ji Wuyuan's clenched hands drooped weakly. He said calmly, "Forget it, go away. Don't worry about my business."

Jiang Wantang said nothing, turned around and walked out without a trace of reluctance.

In Ji Wuyuan's opinion, it was truly cruel and ruthless.

She had just taken two steps when Ji Wuyuan came forward and hugged her tightly from behind.

He buried his head in Jiang Wantang's shoulder, his voice low and trembling: "Jiang Wantang, how can you be so cruel?"

"You left just because I told you to? Why weren't you so obedient before?"

"My love for you is no less than theirs, so why... won't you trust me a little more?"

"The matter of Jiang Huaizhou is..." Ji Wuyuan wanted to say something, but changed his words when the words came to his lips: "It's my fault. I can make up for it twice as much. Can you..."

Can you give me another chance and go back to the past?

Hearing him mention 'Jiang Huaizhou', Jiang Wantang's calm eyes grew colder, and she interrupted him, "Your Majesty, I'll have someone make you another bowl of medicine."

Hearing this, Ji Wuyuan's body stiffened, and it seemed as if all his strength was drained away in an instant.

He knew that she still refused to forgive him.

When the newly prepared medicine soup was served, there was a hint of bitterness in the air.

Ji Wuyuan frowned as he looked at the steaming brown medicine...

Jiang Wantang saw through his resistance and spoke in a deep voice, emphasizing each word: "Your Majesty, drink your medicine properly."

After saying that, she personally brought the medicine to Ji Wuyuan.

Ji Wuyuan hated the taste of bitter medicine the most, but since Jiang Wantang brought it to him personally, he took the bitter medicine from her hand and drank it all in one gulp.

Afterwards, with Jiang Wantang around, Ji Wuyuan obediently cooperated in taking medicine, applying medication, and eating without any unnecessary resistance.

After several days, the national teacher Jikong was dumbfounded.

When did the tyrant who even gave him a headache and couldn't deal with become so easy to talk to?

It really proves the saying: All things are interdependent and mutually exclusive, and one thing can overcome another.