Chapter 97 Finally Survived
Ye Qingyu only felt the fear of the scorpion crawling around his body at will, which made him extremely uncomfortable. Even though it was not severe pain, it was still unbearable. In the end, he couldn't help it and slowly opened his eyes.
But at that moment, Qing Yi's big hand quickly covered it, and the scene in front of him suddenly became dark and he could not see anything. Qing Yi's palm was broad and warm, with a reassuring power.
At this point, the time it took for an incense stick to last seemed incredibly long to Ye Qingyu. Finally, Qing Yi slowly withdrew his hand from covering Ye Qingyu's eyes. At the same time, he also removed the small scorpion from Ye Qingyu's body. The once vibrant red scorpion had now turned black and lifeless. Once it left Ye Qingyu's body, it lay motionless, seemingly dead.
Qing Yi looked solemn as he carefully put the dead scorpion into the box and put it in his arms. Then he turned to look at Emperor Chu and Shen Yan.
"What's the matter?" Emperor Chu noticed Qing Yi's gaze and asked in a deep voice.
"I heard that Lord Shen has strong internal strength. Please help me take out the poisonous nail." Qing Yi's tone was filled with anxiety. Xiao Ye's life was hanging by a thread at the moment. Any delay would increase the danger.
"Well, how do we do it?" Chen Yan took a step forward.
"Master Shen, use your inner strength to push the poisonous spikes outwards, and I'll absorb them from the front." Qing Yi spoke rapidly. Upon hearing this, Chen Yan quickly agreed, but his body froze in place, hesitating. He looked towards the dragon couch, hesitant.
It turned out that Ye Qingyu was lying on the dragon couch, which symbolized the supreme imperial power. How could ordinary people touch this dragon couch casually? Although Chen Yan was the commander of the imperial guards, he did not dare to overstep his bounds in the face of such a supreme imperial rule.
"Chen Yan, what are you waiting for? Hurry up! I forgive you!" Seeing this, the Emperor of Chu urged loudly.
With the words of the King of Chu, Shen Yan no longer hesitated, quickly took off his boots, jumped onto the dragon bed, and straightened the little prince's body.
But Qing Yi was not as particular as Chen Yan. He just went up to the dragon bed with his boots on and sat down opposite Ye Qingyu casually.
Chen Yan and Qing Yi looked at each other, calmed their minds, and at the same time used their deep internal strength.
Chen Yan concentrated all his attention and slowly injected his internal energy into Ye Qingyu's body, pushing it towards the direction of the poisonous nail.
Qing Yi concentrated his mind, using his inner energy to create a suction force on Ye Qingyu's wound. Pulled by his inner force, the poisonous nail gradually detached from Ye Qingyu's body. Finally, with the unremitting efforts of both of them, the poisonous nail was pulled out with a "puff", and a stream of black poisonous blood spurted out.
Qing Yi didn't care about anything else. He leaned over and pounced on Ye Qingyu, sucking the wound where Xiaoye had just had the nail removed. There was still black poison remaining in the wound.
At this moment, Chen Yan had already quickly stepped off the dragon bed. In this palace, who, besides the emperor, would dare to step onto the dragon bed so easily? Today, in order to save the young prince of the northwest, he had already broken the rules. As he stood firm, he turned around and saw Qing Yi's actions. He was stunned and filled with astonishment: "What is this kid doing?"
The Emperor of Chu had witnessed countless grand occasions, but the scene before him still left him speechless. On his own dragon bed, the young prince of the Northwest stood with his clothes open. Qing Yi leaned into his arms, leaning close to his heart, as if kissing him. The Emperor's expression changed several times, but he finally controlled his temper and remained silent.
After a moment, Qing Yi felt he had sucked enough. He knew the scorpion hadn't completely absorbed the poison surrounding the spikes, so he had to deal with it himself. When he raised his head, his mouth was stained with bright red blood, and Ye Qingyu's wound was also clearly marked by the traces of the poison.
Seeing this, Qing Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief, his heart finally at ease. He secretly thanked the poisonous nail for not having penetrated directly into his heart, otherwise the consequences would have been disastrous. Furthermore, their frequent close interactions had influenced Xiao Ye's blood, producing antibodies that resisted the toxin, giving him a better chance of survival.
"Master Shen, untie his acupuncture points. The poison has been mostly cleared. He should be fine after drinking some detoxifying medicine." Qing Yi said as he took the half cup of water the maid had left for Ye Qingyu's mouthwash and rinsed his mouth with it, not realizing there was anything wrong with his actions. Qing Yi had lost quite a bit of blood and looked a little pale, but he was in a good mood because he knew Ye Qingyu was finally out of danger.
Upon hearing this, Chen Yan quickly reached out and untied several of Ye Qingyu's acupuncture points. Ye Qingyu felt the previously blocked blood in his body begin to flow, and a warm current surged through his body, instantly making him feel much better. He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Emperor Chu, then at Qing Yi, and whispered, "Uncle Emperor, I'm sorry to have worried you!"
"Silly child, you really scared me to death. It's okay if you're okay, it's okay if you're okay!" The frown on Emperor Chu's face finally relaxed a lot. He walked forward and gently patted Ye Qingyu's shoulder, his eyes full of concern.
Ye Qingyu struggled to get up and get off the bed. This dragon couch belonged exclusively to the Emperor of Chu, symbolizing the supreme power of the emperor. If her life hadn't just been hanging by a thread, she wouldn't have dared to lie on it.
"Don't be anxious, take a rest first." Emperor Chu hurriedly spoke out to stop him. He looked at Ye Qingyu's slightly pale face and still felt a little scared.
"Yes, Xiaoye, don't move for now. Wait until the blood circulation is smooth before getting up." Qing Yi also advised, gently pressing Ye Qingyu's shoulders with both hands, fearing that he would really get up.
Ye Qingyu's poison was finally cured, and she had saved her life from the brink of death. At this time, the atmosphere in the imperial study was somewhat subtle. Only Emperor Chu, Chen Yan, Qing Yi, and Eunuch Chang were present. Everyone else had been sent outside.
There was silence in the room for a moment. Emperor Chu's gaze slowly fell on Qing Yi and he asked, "Are you not afraid of this poison?"
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