That means Your Majesty's blood is also acceptable.
However, Yin Jin'an clenched her fists and remained silent.
No one else knew that he was not a blood relative of Jiutian.
He had no idea where Jiutian came from, so where could he find her blood relatives?
What would happen if it were someone else's blood?
"Not only will it not cure the disease, it will also cause blood to clot and lead to immediate death."
Yin Jin'an was speechless for a long time, feeling so powerless for the first time.
"Is there any other way?" he asked coldly after a long pause. "Your pills are completely useless?"
If Jiutian can hold out for three more days, then Madman Chu will arrive, and the problem should be solved.
“There is another way,” Zhao Song said, seemingly dejected. He looked up at Zhao Qiaoqiao and said apologetically, “Qiaoqiao, are you willing to save the princess’s life?”
Zhao Qiaoqiao said with a wry smile, "Does my daughter have a choice?"
Yin Jin'an was anxious, but he knew the other party was waiting for him to state his terms. He had no choice but to agree to all the conditions in order to save Jiutian.
"How does Miss Zhao plan to save the princess? Will her life be in danger?"
Zhao Qiaoqiao said with a wry smile, "There's no danger to my life, it's just that I need to take my heart's blood to live for twenty years..."
To be honest, if Yin Jin'an hadn't inexplicably transmigrated into Xiao Jin'an's body this time, he would never have believed in the so-called twenty-year life-borrowing theory.
Upon hearing this, he realized that the father and son were lying to him and acting together.
But he didn't want to gamble.
"If the princess can be saved, I will grant any request that Prefect Zhao makes." He had actually guessed what conditions the other party would make, but he couldn't care less.
Zhao Zhizhou's eyes reddened as he said, "Saving the princess's life is what my daughter and I should do. We shouldn't have taken advantage of her, but my daughter is in the prime of her life, and we've taken away twenty years of her life. It's hard for me to bear."
Which powerful family would dare to marry my daughter? It would inevitably lead to gossip and slander. I implore Your Majesty to allow my daughter to enter the palace, regardless of any title or status, simply so she can stay by Your Majesty's side and care for you.”
Yin Jin'an replied, "I grant your permission. When I return to the capital, I will bring Miss Zhao with me, or the palace may send someone to pick me up. It is up to Miss Zhao to decide."
Zhao Song was overjoyed and knelt down to kowtow.
Zhao Qiaoqiao also knelt down and kowtowed to express her gratitude.
Without further hesitation, Zhao Qiaoqiao undressed behind the curtain, took a dagger and drew blood from her own heart. No one knows what else she did, but in the end, she brought out a small bowl of blood.
The military doctor examined the blood and found no toxins, so he handed it over to Zhao Song.
Because Jiutian was in a deep coma and unable to swallow, Zhao Song asked someone to fill the bathtub with half a basin of warm water. Yin Jin'an was worried and personally watched over him.
"Your Majesty, the potency of the medicine will probably be greatly reduced through clothing."
"Just through the clothes."
"May I remove my mask so Your Highness can smell the medicinal aroma?"
Yin Jin'an personally lifted half of the tiger mask off Jiutian, leaving only her nostrils exposed. Zhao Song had no choice but to feed her medicine through her nose.
He didn't take off his clothes for nine days, and just soaked in the water with them on.
The half bowl of blood was poured into hot water, and the whole room was filled with a faint smell of blood.
As dawn broke, Jiutian's little hands and feet began to tremble.
Yin Jin'an squatted excitedly beside the bathtub, watching Jiu Tian gradually come back to life, and finally open his eyes.
Her dark, clear eyes met Yin Jin'an's, and she grinned, "Second Uncle!"
Her voice was a little hoarse, but it was the most beautiful voice in the world.
Yin Jin'an, who was always hard-hearted, now had red and hot eyes. He told Zhao Song to leave, and he took Jiutian out of the bathtub and dried him with a towel.
I took off her tiger mask, and then took off my own. We touched forehead to forehead, and it wasn't hot anymore; my body temperature was normal.
Yin Jin'an asked, "Do you feel any discomfort anywhere else?"
Jiutian shook his head: "I don't feel uncomfortable anymore."
After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Uncle, what illness do I have?"
"You've been poisoned. The doctor said it's a mixture of two poisons, Qianji and Shinaowang. Jiutian is suffering terribly."
My hands are trembling, and my heart is still clenching.
Jiutian touched his little head and said regretfully, "Master didn't teach me poison medicine, he only taught me how to draw talismans and chant incantations. I don't understand poison or medicine."
Yin Jin'an said, "Jiutian is already very good. Even if you cultivate Taoism, most people don't know how to draw talismans or chant incantations. Even if they do, they are not that effective."
"Then how was my poison cured?"
"It was Dr. Zhai from the army who solved it, but he didn't finish. I've already sent someone to invite Madman Chu. Once he arrives, he'll clean it up for you."
A doctor cannot heal himself, and besides, Jiutian only treats evil diseases; she cannot handle poisoning like this.
Zhao Song did not leave immediately. He said he would observe the patient's condition further to prevent a relapse.
Zhao Qiaoqiao stayed.
For breakfast, Zhao Qiaoqiao cooked yam and rice porridge herself, and also made various exquisite desserts.
Zhao Qiaoqiao personally carried the food to Yin Jin'an's courtyard, but Yang Hanfeng blocked her way and took the food inside.
"The porridge is quite soft and sticky, so it's easier for Princess Longxiang to digest. The rest is for His Majesty."
Zhao Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "It's been a long time since I've made this. I wonder if it suits Your Majesty's taste?"
Yang Hanfeng, with his expressionless face, looked at the large table full of breakfast that Zhao Qiaoqiao had prepared and said, "I will hand it over to His Majesty. Thank you, Miss Zhao."
Zhao Qiaoqiao saw that he was blocking her way, and stood at the door looking around for a while before Yang Hanfeng came out again.
He held up a jade ruyi and said, "This is a gift from His Majesty to Miss Zhao. His Majesty said that Miss Zhao just extracted the princess's heart's blood, which is a great service. She should take good care of her injuries and does not need to serve him."
Zhao Qiaoqiao clutched her chest, thanked them, took the jade ruyi, and happily went home.
After she left, Yang Hanfeng took the breakfast out of the room and dumped it all into the swill bucket.
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