Chapter 491 You are killing her!

When Yan Lang shouted angrily, "My heart veins are torn! Both meridians are flying sideways! I'm mentally disturbed and insane!!", Yan Shijiu was stunned.

He didn't quite understand the obscure Chinese medicine symptoms, but he heard the last two sentences very clearly:

You are killing her.

Yun Chen is dying.

"Is it that serious..." Yan Shijiu muttered to himself in a daze.

Yan Langqiang dragged his body, which was in great pain, to his feet, pointed at Yan Shijiu's nose and started to curse:

"Is this the love you always claimed for her?! What caused her sleepwalking for the first time? What is the cause of this illness? We both know it! I've already given her acupuncture and medication to suppress her sleepwalking!

As long as she doesn't get too much trouble, she'll never do it again! But what did you do?! What did all those secret guards get ordered to do? To make her completely sick! And end up like this?!

Yan Shijiu! She's a human! She's a living being! She's not a stone that can be hacked and killed without crying out in pain! How many people could endure everything she's been through over the years?

Be it war or murder! The pain of losing family, friends, and loved ones cannot save the world from the remorse it brings! Who is responsible for all these things? It piles up day after day! The torture continues day and night! How many people in the world can endure it?

But you, Yan Shijiu! You want to torture her again! You succeeded! You finally got what you wanted! Now her pulse is split and she has double pulses! She is no longer the sunny and pure Yun Chen! There is a demon in her body that only wants to eat human blood! Are you happy? Are you satisfied?

I've started acupuncture treatment on her today, but it can only suppress it, not eradicate it! You just keep torturing and provoking her! Wait until her inner demon becomes stronger than she is! That demon Yun Chen will kill her and take her place! There will no longer be a real Yun Chen in this world!!!"

After saying that, Yan Lang rushed forward and pushed Yan Shijiu hard with all his strength, then left angrily without looking back, leaving Yan Shijiu staggering back, standing there in a daze, unable to utter a word for a long time.

There was complete silence.

The servants had already moved away and could not hear clearly what was happening. They could only hear the collapse and despair in the voice and did not dare to get close to investigate.

Yan Shijiu stood there straight for a very long time, until Wan Chen came forward, gently held up a handkerchief and stopped his nosebleed. He suddenly woke up, and his eyes gradually turned dark from fear.

Wan Chen could tell that Yan Shijiu was starting to feel scared, which was unusual for him. His voice was weak and trembling, and he was trying hard to hold on. He didn't know whether to refute Yan Lang or to comfort himself:

"Even if it's a 'devil', I want it too. As long as it's Yun Chen, I want it no matter what!"

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On the other side, Yun Chen, who was completely unaware of everything, had a deep and sweet sleep after a long time.

She stretched lazily as she woke up from the chaise longue. Yan Lang was still sitting beside her, watching over her, as if he had never left.

It's just that his hair was a little messy and there was dust on the back of his head. Although he had changed his clothes, Yun Chen could still tell at a glance that he might have had a fight with someone.

Yun Chen was surprised: "Why did you get beaten? Who is so bold as to dare to attack us on our Yan Mansion's territory and hit you, a miracle doctor? The Third Prince of Dongyan?"

Yan Lang had returned to his usual cold demeanor, snorting softly and remaining silent.

Yun Chen wanted to ask Yan Shijiu, but he saw that all the servants had a very secretive look on their faces, as if they were hiding something and didn't dare to say anything. They only said that Yan Shijiu was summoned to the palace by Nanlijun and would stay there for a few days.

She began to infer:

It seems that Yan Lang had a fight with Yan Shijiu, probably because of Yan Shijiu's recognition as his godparent during the day.

Look, what did she say? She stole someone else’s mother and got beaten by his own son, right?

She nodded, secretly praising herself for her improved reasoning ability and perfect logical loop.

In the next half month, in order to express his apology on behalf of Yan Shijiu and to express his gratitude to Yan Lang for giving her acupuncture to treat her sleepwalking every day, Yun Chen played the role of a host to the greatest extent and stayed with Yan Lang and Concubine Zhao every day.

Seeing Yun Chen and Concubine Zhao walking hand in hand every day, whispering some girly things together, Yun Chen's funny tricks from time to time made Concubine Zhao cover her mouth and laugh, and Concubine Zhao also asked her followers to rummage through the boxes and cabinets every day, giving her jade today and hairpins and rings tomorrow, making Yun Chen so fond of her that he didn't know what to do. Yan Lang always smiled and watched from the side, often having an illusion:

If he could marry Yun Chen, could he have such peaceful days from time to time?

Perhaps seeing Yan Lang's thoughts, Concubine Zhao nudged Yun Chen with her shoulder, completely unlike her usual high-handed and elegant Concubine. She really acted like a kind and lovely mother-in-law, and deliberately said to Yun Chen in a voice that Yan Lang could hear:

"What do you think of my son? He's handsome, a skilled doctor, and a bit quiet, but still gentle. Isn't he a perfect candidate for a husband?"

"Mother!" Yan Lang scolded helplessly.

Yun Chen didn't understand the meaning of Concubine Zhao's words. He looked Yan Lang up and down, carefully examining him from head to toe. He didn't notice that Yan Lang was uncomfortable being looked at. His cheeks were slightly red. He replied honestly to Concubine Zhao:

"It's quite good, and it also gives you a long life! You can live for a very, very long time!"

"Hahahahahahaha——" Concubine Zhao burst into laughter.

Yan Lang was almost pissed off and laughed: "You, you really can't stand it if you don't poke my heart and lungs for a day!"

"Hahaha......"

At the same time, on the other side, the atmosphere was completely different from the warm and harmonious atmosphere in the Yan Mansion.

In the Fengyutian Hall of the imperial palace, the ground cage was burning hot.

Yan Shijiu was wearing only a thin dress and lying on his back on the bench.

His clothes were untied, with his chest wide open, revealing his muscular body. He was breathing slightly, with one hand hanging down, and the other holding a wine jug, which he kept drinking with his head tilted back.

The clear wine spilled from his chin and dripped onto his chest, which looked quite masculine and attractive.

After the wine jug was empty, he threw it away angrily, then stood up and staggered towards Nan Lijun on the couch. She was putting on her clothes and fixing her hair. Seeing Yan Shijiu coming over again, she was rarely happy, but hid back in fear.

"Again? What's wrong with you? Who made you angry? Who caused the wounds on your neck, chest, and nose?"

Yan Shijiu did not answer, but with a dark face and heavy breathing, he pushed Nan Lijun down on the couch and covered him again.

He couldn't remember how many times this had happened.

Accompanied by Nan Lijun's soft cry of surprise, he roughly tore off the clothes she had just put on.

But it was the same as before, the same as the past few days.

No matter how hard he tried or how much he devoted himself to it, he could never do it.

The harder he tried to forget, the more Yan Lang's words echoed in his mind like a ghost:

"Her pulse is split! She already has two souls!"

"You're killing her! You're killing her!!"

"Keep torturing and provoking her! When her inner demons become stronger than herself, there will no longer be a real Yun Chen in this world!!!"

For the first time in his life, Yan Shijiu felt fear.

Bullied and threatened by his half-brothers since childhood, he only felt anger, regret and sadness towards A Ling.

He would feel lost and sad if he was ignored by Concubine Zhao.

He would get angry if Yan Lang asked him questions and beat him up.

But he has never been afraid of anything.

Yan Shijiu doesn't believe in heaven or earth! He doesn't respect ghosts or gods! He only believes that his fate is in his own hands!

He had been fearless all his life, but at this moment he suddenly felt extremely frightened.

He just wanted to possess Yun Chen, but never thought of killing her!

Don't let her be stimulated again? Impossible. Sooner or later, she will know the truth. He, Yan Shijiu, is the culprit of everything.

If Yun Chen ceased to exist, what would happen to his future great kingdom? Could he live without a queen?

If I can never have Yun Chen again in this life, what does it matter if I stand at the top of the Three Kingdoms?

If his future grand kingdom is not passed on to his and Yun Chen's bloodline after a hundred years, to whom can it be passed on?

These questions were like a hail of arrows, flying back and forth in his mind, making it impossible for him to concentrate on doing anything.

Until recently, he suddenly realized that Yun Chen was like the beautiful yet poisonous datura flower, which had already poisoned him deeply since he was intoxicated by it.

After trying twice more, Yan Shijiu finally gave up and lay on the dragon couch panting, too tired to even lift his head.

Nan Lijun wiped herself and dressed herself again, with a frown on her beautiful face, a hint of annoyance.

She didn't know what happened to Yan Shijiu. He suddenly entered the palace a few days ago, and since then he has been tossing and turning on the couch endlessly, without any results, and doing nothing else.

This made Nan Lijun feel humiliated, and he could only comfort himself by thinking that Yan Shijiu's temperament had become so strange probably because he had been impotent for a long time.

Thinking of this, Nan Lijun's annoyance faded, and he began to feel distressed again. He kissed Yan Shijiu's back comfortingly:

"It doesn't matter. I told you before, I love you no matter who you are. It doesn't matter if it lasts a lifetime like this."

Yan Shijiu remained silent for a long time before he uttered a dull lie through the quilt:

"Didn't you ask me where all the injuries came from? Yun Chen and I don't get along, and we fight every day."

After hearing this, Nan Lijun's eyes curved with smiles, and his mood suddenly became particularly good.

She gently caressed his body and coaxed him softly:

"Are you angry with Yun Chen after all this time? That's normal! She only loves Huo Gannian anyway - don't be angry, let's try again, okay?"

"Heh!" Yan Shijiu sneered, and turned over and stood up, almost throwing Nan Lijun away with such force, he said with disgust:

"No need! I'm not interested anymore!"