Chapter 152 Xiao Jiwu, can you let me lean on you and rest for a while?

Hearing Xiao Jiwu's question, he couldn't help but become nervous.

After a moment's silence, Yun Qingshi lowered his head and explained in a low voice: "Maybe it's because of a cold stomach last night."

It's hard to tell the truth. He can't say that he, a secret guard, feels disgusted because he killed someone and felt the bloodiness.

Prince Xiao couldn't help but frown when he heard this and asked, "Did your stomach get cold?"

How could it be possible? He had covered the boy with the quilt several times last night, so how could he still be cold?

Xiao Jiwu was a little unconvinced...

Yun Qingshi nodded and responded calmly: "Yes."

Worried that Xiao Jiwu would continue asking, Yun Qingshi continued without waiting for him to speak: "Xiao Jiwu, I really don't feel well. Can you please stop talking and let me lean on you to rest for a while?"

When he said this, he was looking into Xiao Jiwu's eyes, and his eyes looked pitiful.

Prince Xiao was silent upon hearing this. Of course, he would not refuse. He simply supported the young man's head and rested it on his shoulder before saying, "Okay."

Hearing this, Yun Qingshi breathed a sigh of relief and slowly closed his eyes tiredly.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the scene of the assassin's blood splattering after his aorta was cut by a sharp sword, and the other party's death with his eyes open, automatically replayed in front of his eyes.

No matter how hard he tried to suppress these images, it was of no avail.

Finally, Yun Qingshi hurriedly opened his eyes again.

He stared blankly ahead, then couldn't help but retched: "Hah——"

Yun Qingshi: ...

Before Xiao Jiwu could speak, Yun Qingshi hurriedly explained again: "I really have an upset stomach."

Xiao Jiwu: ...

Xiao Jiwu gently stroked the top of the boy's head and said, "This king knows."

Hearing the sound, Yun Qingshi was able to relax again.

Now he didn't dare close his eyes anymore, so he had to pick up the teapot and pour a cup of tea to drink.

But as soon as he picked up the teapot, Xiao Jiwu pushed his hand back.

Xiao Jiwu: "It's cold."

The tea has been sitting there for half an hour and has gone completely cold.

Yun Qingshi looked at Xiao Jiwu pitifully: "But I'm thirsty."

Well, actually I want to suppress it, otherwise I always feel like there is something blocking my chest, making me nauseous and uncomfortable...

Prince Xiao did not agree this time. He said calmly, "Wait a moment. Let's leave here and ask them to bring us some hot tea."

Ying Shiyi's health has not recovered yet and is not as good as before. If he really drinks the cold tea, his stomach might really get cold.

Seeing that Xiao Jiwu was really determined this time, Yun Qingshi had no choice but to give up and lowered his head dejectedly.

After a moment, he thought about it, then reached out and took out the half-read book from the secret compartment on the small table, intending to continue reading.

There was no way, he had to do something to divert his attention.

About a moment later, the team was ready, and after the guards had applied the medicine, the team set off again.

Yun Qingshi was rarely able to concentrate on reading the storybook, but it was still better than doing nothing and just enduring it.

Not long after, Ying San also went to find hot water. After drinking a few cups of hot tea, Yun Qingshi felt better.

This assassination had a huge impact on Yun Qingshi, but fortunately, there were no more setbacks along the way.

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Before dark, the team checked into an inn again.

This time, Yun Qingshi was visiting a place he had been to before, a place he was relatively familiar with, Danxia City.

It was the city where the only doctor who could diagnose his poisoning was located.

But Yun Qingshi really wasn't in the mood to go out today. After checking into the inn, the first thing he did was ask someone to bring him a bucket of bath water.

He felt that washing once was not enough, so he asked the waiter to change the water and wash it a second time before he felt at ease.

As for clothes, he won't want them anymore.

When he took it off, he found that his collar was also splashed with blood. No wonder he could still smell the faint smell of blood all the way even after wiping his face clean.

Even for dinner, Yun Qingshi rarely ate much.

Xiao Jiwu picked up a lot for him, but he could only eat a little and couldn't eat any more.

After dinner, Yun Qingshi went to lie down on the couch early.

But he fell asleep very late, because as soon as he closed his eyes, those bloody scenes would appear in front of him again. Even the little eunuch that Xiao Jiwu had killed and drowned in the lake would appear in front of him from time to time.

As a result, he had to stay up until very late, and only when he was too sleepy to think about anything else did he finally fall into a deep sleep.

Xiao Jiwu stayed with Yun Qingshi until he fell asleep.

He also understood why the boy was like this, and he regretted not protecting him today.

Seeing Yun Qingshi finally fall asleep, Xiao Jiwu couldn't help but lean over and kiss the boy's forehead. After tucking the quilt in for him, Xiao Jiwu extinguished the candle in the room and closed his eyes while hugging the boy...

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'Tick...tick...tick...'

Blood dripped from the rocks and fell into the pond.

Blood, blood everywhere. Everywhere you look, there is scarlet. Even the pond is dyed blood red.

And at his feet were corpses with extremely tragic deaths.

Yun Qingshi was already terrified. He wanted to escape from this terrible place in a panic, and subconsciously wanted to find someone he could rely on.

But no matter how he ran, his feet were always surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

He never found the person who could give him peace of mind.

Xiao Jiwu is not here.

But even if he couldn't escape, Yun Qingshi didn't dare to stop. He could only keep running, running...

Gradually, Yun Qingshi finally collapsed, and subconsciously, he began to call Xiao Jiwu's name in despair.

"Xiao Jiwu! Where have you been? Xiao Jiwu..."

All he could think of was that Xiao Jiwu was the only one who could come to save him...

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At the same time, almost the moment Yun Qingshi struggled and muttered, Xiao Jiwu suddenly opened his eyes.

He quickly sat up and half-embraced the young man in his arms, then turned outside and ordered, "Turn on the lights."

Chang Shun was the one on guard tonight. Upon hearing the voice, he quickly pushed the door open and lit the candle with a tinder. He then hurriedly carried the lamp to the inner room beside the couch and said, "Your Highness."

With the candlelight, Xiao Jiwu was finally able to see the boy's appearance clearly.

The young man was already sweating profusely, his cheeks were flushed, and his lips were very dry.

Xiao Jiwu realized something instantly and immediately reached out to touch the boy's forehead, and found it was indeed burning hot.

The next moment, Xiao Jiwu ordered outside without hesitation: "Ying Twelve, go find a doctor quickly."

In the past, Ying Shiyi's physical condition shouldn't have caused him to be like this, but unfortunately, the poison had just taken effect...