Chapter 113 The Price of Bloodletting

As soon as the group left the palace, Marquis Dingbei came over and asked the emperor if he was enthusiastic and what he said about the marriage between Marquis Dingbei and Qingping.

Chu Zhenxuan simply perfunctorily replied that the emperor looked unwell, and left without saying a few words. He asked the dealer to take him around. Because the style was very different from that of Da'an, he took a closer look.

Marquis Dingbei was skeptical, but the spy's reply also said that the emperor's attitude was very cold and he let them go after just a few words. It seemed that the empress dowager's warning worked.

The group returned to the Dingbei Marquis' Mansion. Before dinner was served, someone from Ningzhou came to ask Chu Zhenxuan to go back, saying that there was an urgent confidential document from the capital.

"What secret document is so important that we have to go back to Ningzhou to read it?" Lady Dingbei Hou said disdainfully.

Marquis Dingbei glared at her and said, "If you have anything to do, please go ahead and do it. I will take good care of the princess and the prince." As he said this, he glanced at Xia Xue.

Although this woman usually wears men's clothes, it is not difficult to see that she is very important to Prime Minister Chu. As long as she doesn't leave, Prime Minister Chu will not leave without saying goodbye.

Chu Zhenxuan looked at the person who came and asked, "Did the governor send you here?"

The visitor nodded.

"Can't you send the confidential document over?" Chu Zhenxuan asked.

"They were sent out from the palace, along with two eunuchs. We dare not take them out of the border." The visitor replied.

"Well, I'll go with you guys!"

Chu Zhenxuan simply said goodbye to Marquis Dingbei and left without even packing his luggage. Before leaving, Chu Zhenxuan passed by Xia Xue and said softly, "Wait for me to come back!"

Xia Xue nodded.

As soon as Chu Zhenxuan left, Marquis Dingbei and Ouyang Du disappeared, and the only one left in the mansion was the eccentric wife of Marquis Dingbei. The people in the Marquis Dingbei mansion really didn't care much about Yang Junyi, the prince in name only.

On the third day after Chu Zhenxuan left, Xia Xue was having breakfast. Just as she picked up the porridge, her hand suddenly shook and the porcelain bowl shattered to the ground.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Meng Ya quickly put down what she was holding and ran over.

Before Xia Xue could say anything, she felt a piercing pain in her abdomen.

Xia Xue covered her stomach and big beads of sweat dripped down.

"I will go find Doctor Xia."

Meng Ya was about to turn around when Xia Xue grabbed her and said, "Go find the Fourth Master."

I'm afraid it's the snake poison that's acting up again and he's going to have to drink blood.

Meng Ya was stunned for a moment, then nodded and hurried out.

Yang Junyi and Xia Xue lived very close to each other, so Meng Ya arrived there quickly. However, when she reached the door, she heard the sound of something being smashed inside, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Fourth Master?" Meng Ya asked tentatively.

There was no sound inside.

Although she was a little scared, when she thought of Xia Xue's appearance, Meng Ya gritted her teeth and pushed the door open.

"Boom!" Meng Ya's head seemed to explode. She saw Yang Junyi lying on the table with blood still flowing from his wrist.

"Fourth Master, Fourth Master!"

Meng Ya pushed him, but there was no response.

Meng Ya gritted her teeth, carried Yang Junyi, and walked towards Xia Xue.

When Xia Xue saw Yang Junyi, her face changed. "Meng Ya, go to Qingping and ask Xia Chun to come over, and then go find daddy. Move quickly."

"yes!"

Because of what happened to Qingping last time, Xia Xue sent Xia Chun over there. But right after Xia Chun left, something bad happened on her side.

After a while, Xia Zhi and Xia Chun came. Xia Zhi felt Yang Junyi's pulse and said that it was very strange. Last time, the poisonous snakes were basically in sleep due to the poison treatment. But now they are recovering and seem to be showing signs of fully waking up.

"What will happen if he wakes up completely?" Xia Xue asked worriedly.

"In mild cases, the insects will injure the patient and cause damage to his internal organs. In severe cases, the patient will bleed from all seven orifices and there is no way to save him!" Xia Zhi answered.

"Why is it so serious?"

"Originally, Xia Lu transferred the original poison from his body to herself, which gave him more chances of winning, but~" Xia Zhi hesitated to speak.

"But what~"

"People who are possessed by a snake are most afraid of bleeding. Every time they bleed, their internal organs will be damaged and their roots will be disturbed. It was my father's selfishness that led to the secret being revealed to him, saying that his blood could relieve your pain." Xia Zhi said, with regret flashing across his old face. His selfishness might have harmed the king of a country.

Xia Xue was stunned. It turned out that Yang Junyi's blood was not as simple as she thought.

"Then-does the Fourth Master know that bloodletting will harm the internal organs?" Xia Xue asked uncertainly.

"I know! Daddy said it very clearly at the beginning. The blood of the mother dragonfly is a good medicine to reduce the pain of the person who is suffering from the dragonfly. However, it will backfire. Every time the blood is let out, the internal organs will be damaged, and each time it will be more serious than the last. Daddy has absolutely no secrets about this." Xia Zhi vowed.

"Before I drank his blood, he let go several times, Yingfei and the others~" Xia Xue didn't dare to ask any more, it seemed that an answer that she didn't want to admit was about to come out.

"No. You are the first and only one." Xia Zhi confirmed Xia Xue's guess.

She had noticed Yang Junyi's attitude towards her recently, including the skyrocketing numbers above Yang Junyi's head and the words of the Southern Emperor.

Just~

She can't repay this kindness!

Xia Zhi gave him some more medicine, and after a while, Yang Junyi woke up.

"Where is this?"

Yang Junyi's eyes were a little empty. The wound on his wrist had been bandaged, but there was still a hint of red at the corner of his mouth.

When he saw Xia Xue, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched and he said self-deprecatingly: I had a dream again.

Xia Xue: ...

Do I look fake?

Why does the emperor who was bewitched by a snake feel so stupid?

Yang Junyi:?

Am I hallucinating?

Yang Junyi: +50.

Xia Xue: No~

He was actually in sync with Chu Zhenxuan.

What do you like about me? Can't I change?

Yang Junyi muttered again, "She always speaks in the same tone in my dreams."

The corners of Xia Xue's mouth twitched violently. Was she stupid?

As she thought about it, Xia Xue touched his head.

“It’s not hot.”

Yang Junyi was startled when he heard the sound and sat up suddenly. Because the movement was too big, he started coughing violently.

"Fourth Master, don't be angry." Xia stepped forward and stood in front of Xia Xue.

Yang Junyi's eyes slowly focused, and when he saw the person in front of him clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's Xia Aiqing."

"Master, you just fainted."

"Just now, no, I wanted to taste my own blood and accidentally put too much, so I lost consciousness. It's really embarrassing to talk about it." Yang Junyi said it calmly, and Xia Xue couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Fourth Master, I just took your pulse. From now on, every drop of your blood must not be wasted!" Xia Zhi did not expose him and spoke very vaguely.

"Oh, so I understand. I'll be more careful next time." Yang Junyi said as he was about to get up, but he felt dizzy and lay back down.

"What do you want to do, Fourth Master? Do you want some water? I'll pour it for you."

Xia Xue stepped forward and said.

"Hey, why are you so kind today? Are you trying to give me a laxative? I won't fall for your trick!"

Xia Xue curled her lips and said with a smile, "You guessed it right again."

The moment I turned my head, two lines of tears slid down.