The eyes of everyone in the hall were instantly focused on Zhao Yigu, until he placed the Wanren Sword in front of Qi Yanjing, and then the court officials of Qianyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

There is an unwritten rule regarding hunting rewards.

The person who wins first will give the reward to the most important person in his heart.

Of course, Zhao Yigu, who was devoted to cultivation, didn't know this statement.

He always thought that the agate cup was a gift from Qi Yanjing to thank him for saving him in the Imperial Garden.

At this moment, Qi Yanjing's heart and eyes were filled with Zhao Yigu, and he was so excited that his chest ached slightly.

"Return it to you."

Zhao Yigu placed it in front of him with an expressionless face, and glanced at Meng Miaoyan behind him out of the corner of his eye.

"Give it back to me?" Qi Yanjing suddenly felt like his whole body was a piece of red-hot iron that was directly immersed in ice water.

He grabbed Zhao Yigu's wrist and said, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Yigu shook off his grip, looked at him coldly, and walked back to his seat.

The movements between the two were not large, and few people in the hall noticed the undercurrent between them.

In addition to Qi Junhuai and Li Jin who were sitting on the high place, there was also Meng Miaoyan who had been paying attention to Qi Yanjing.

Li Jin and Qi Junhuai looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.

Ever since Zhao Yigu returned to his seat, Qi Yanjing has been drinking one glass after another.

"Zhou Shi, go get me some strong liquor."

Eunuch Zhou leaned over and was about to say something to persuade them, but was given a cold look by Qi Yanjing and was forced to hold back his words.

After Eunuch Zhou went out of the palace, Meng Miaoyan glanced at the people beside her, and the palace maid beside her followed him out.

After the palace banquet was over, Qi Yanjing was already drunk and was almost carried back to Xingsheng Palace.

Just as Zhao Yigu was about to walk out of the palace gate, he heard a shouting voice behind him.

"Master, Master, please, please stay." Eunuch Zhou ran over breathlessly, "The Crown Prince is not feeling well, please go and see him."

Zhao Yigu turned around and continued walking forward, "Let's go find the imperial physician."

"His Royal Highness has just fallen unconscious, please go and take a look!"

Zhao Yigu paused and clenched his slender fingers into fists.

"That's all."

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from Eunuch Zhou's sight.

The young eunuch standing by gasped, but Eunuch Zhou grinned.

Zhao Yigu entered Qi Yanjing's bedroom, but found that there was no palace servant serving him. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Even though she knew Qi Yanjing was a liar, she still let him trick her time and time again.

Zhao Yigu was about to leave when he heard a groan mixed with pain.

He walked over and lifted the curtain, but saw that Qi Yanjing's forehead was covered with sweat, his hands were tightly clutching the clothes on his chest, and his expression was very painful.

All the exposed skin on his body was an abnormally bright red, and he kept letting out tiny moans from his mouth.

Zhao Yigu immediately placed his hand on his forehead. It was almost hot, but the cool touch made Qi Yanjing let out a comfortable sigh.

He was about to withdraw his hand, but the other party held on to it tightly like a life-saving straw.

Zhao Yigu had no choice but to feel his pulse with his left hand. The pulse waxed and waned like waves, and it was fighting violently in his internal organs.

He frowned and injected a stream of spiritual energy into Qi Yanjing's body, but his brows furrowed even more.

What kind of poison had Qi Yanjing been poisoned by? And why was it so toxic?

He could make the antidote, but there were no ready-made herbs at the moment.

Zhao Yigu thought for a moment, then began to take off Qi Yanjing's clothes.

But the other party kept twisting and turning and refused to cooperate, so he finally had to change from taking off to tearing off.

After stripping down to his underwear, Zhao Yigu sat cross-legged on the bed, cut a wound on his wrist and Qi Yanjing's wrist, and then pressed them tightly together.

Then he immediately began to practice martial arts, using his spiritual energy to transfer the poison in the other person's body to his own body.

Before an incense stick of time had passed, Zhao Yigu felt hot all over, and it seemed as if hundreds of ants were biting his lower abdomen. He could not help but groan.

Finally, all the poison in Qi Yanjing's body was transferred into his own body. Zhao Yigu frowned in pain. As soon as he got out of bed, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

"One look!" Qi Yanjing immediately got out of bed and picked him up.

"Yi Gu, wake up!"

Zhao Yigu originally tried to circulate his mental skills, but he was unable to concentrate because of Qi Yanjing's shaking.

He opened his eyes unbearably and panted, "Coward, I have already cured the poison in your body, don't be afraid."

"Poison?" Qi Yanjing was stunned for a moment, and then his heart began to beat violently.

Yi Gu thought he was poisoned, so in order to save him, he passed the poison on himself.

Who said Zhao Yigu didn’t have Qi Yanjing in his heart?

When Qi Yanjing thought of this, he could no longer suppress his inner emotions, and lowered his head to kiss Zhao Yigu's red lips.

Zhao Yigu's eyes widened instantly, and Qi Yanjing took advantage of his surprise to stick his tongue inside.

He raised his hand and slapped him on the back, but the other person took it and hugged him even tighter.

Zhao Yigu just raised his hand to strike a second time, but he felt Qi Yanjing's lips trembling with excitement, so he slowly placed his hand on his back.

By the time Zhao Yigu regained consciousness, he had already received relief from Qi Yanjing's hands several times.

"At a glance, do you recognize who I am?"

Zhao Yigu glanced at him indifferently, closed his eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

Qi Yanjing's heart grew colder and colder, and when he was about to fall into the abyss, Zhao Yigu's cold voice came to his ears.

"Qi Yanjing, do you think that in this world, besides you, who else can treat me like this, Zhao Yigu?"

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