Inside the house, Qingyue fed Feng Ling the first pill.
Feng Ling was in a coma at this time. Qing Yue had acupunctured all the acupuncture points on his body. After taking the pill, Feng Ling groaned a little while later, and then slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were full of bloodshot, and he was obviously unconscious.
The poison spreads and affects the nerves, and people will be in this state.
"ah……"
There was only a dull pain, and Feng Ling let out a low, hoarse cry of pain. He wanted to sit up, but he had needles stuck in his body. If he moved around and the needles moved, the poisonous blood would not be able to be discharged.
Xie Jinghuan held Feng Ling's legs, preventing him from getting up.
But Feng Ling was already skilled in martial arts, and he raised his hand to push away the person who was suppressing him. At this moment, Qing Yue held his hand and said softly, "A Ling, your Seven Star Begonia poison has taken effect. I'm detoxifying you. It may be painful, but you have to bear it. You will be completely healed if you persevere."
Qingyue's voice was low and gentle.
It was also strange that after this sound, Feng Ling blinked, as if he had regained consciousness and finally saw the person in front of him clearly.
He was stunned and said subconsciously, "Yue'er."
Qing Yue felt a pang of pain in her heart. She had been angry with him before, but now seeing how frail he looked, how could she still be angry? All she could do was feel heartache.
Feng Ling's eyes were red with uncontrollable pain. Thinking about what he had done, he really couldn't face it. His Yue'er was badly hurt by him.
He opened his mouth and was about to speak when a sharp pain suddenly came roaring in his face. The antidote he swallowed became even more severe!
Severe pain, gnawing, twisting veins.
After Feng Ling let out a muffled groan, he was instantly covered in cold sweat. It was so painful, as if countless insects were gnawing at his body and swimming in his blood.
"Your Majesty, how do you feel now? How does your body feel?"
Mr. Wang asked with trembling courage while wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"Like a thousand ants gnawing at you."
Feng Ling gritted his teeth.
Old Wang was recording everything on a piece of rice paper. This was truly a feat for him. The Seven-Star Begonia poison was ranked highly in the martial arts world and had no antidote. In the beginning, he hadn't even diagnosed what kind of poison the prince had been poisoned with. Everyone was desperate. Now the prince's poison was expected to be cured, and he could witness it with his own eyes, so he had to record all the details.
Qing Yue was extremely anxious watching him in pain, but she had done everything she could and could not help at this moment. Only Feng Ling could handle it by himself.
"Bleeding!"
At this moment, Mr. Wang exclaimed.
Qing Yue and Xie Jinghuan looked over together and saw that blood began to slowly flow out of the acupuncture points. The blood was black in color and looked shocking.
Qing Yue's pupils shrank slightly, and she began to pull out the needle hurriedly. "The antidote is starting to work, which means it's filtering out the toxins."
Qing Yue explained, then removed the silver needles one by one. "No need for acupuncture now. All the remaining poisonous blood will be discharged through the needle holes at the acupuncture points. When the black blood turns into normal blood color, it means that the remaining poison has been eliminated."
Old Wang nodded repeatedly, and like Xie Jingheng, his eyes were filled with joy.
The detoxification time of one pill is about a quarter of an hour. This quarter of an hour is extremely painful for Feng Ling. His mind is sometimes clear and sometimes blurred.
When Feng Ling calmed down, the bone-gnawing pain disappeared, and he felt much more relaxed all over.
"Yue'er..."
Feng Ling looked at Qing Yue who was holding his hand tightly and called her in a hoarse voice.
Qing Yue's eyes trembled. She had a lot to say, but she also knew that now was not a good time.
"I'll tell you when you're better."
I felt sorry for him in my heart, but my face was tense.
Feng Ling opened her mouth and was about to speak when her eyes fixed on her neck...
The position was facing him, so he could see clearly that there was a mark on the tender white neck, a kiss mark left by sucking.
Feng Ling felt as if her heart was being torn apart, and she suddenly closed her eyes.
What right did he have to be jealous? Hadn't they already proposed breaking up? After doing that, there was no future for him and Yue'er. Nothing.
Feng Ling's eyes were red from forbearance.
At this time, Elder Wang handed over another pill, "Your Highness, you must eat all of these antidote pills to cure the Seven Star Begonia poison in your body."
Seeing Feng Ling didn't move, he looked very depressed and didn't reach out to take the antidote pill.
Old Wang was extremely anxious, thinking that Feng Ling was in too much pain and therefore refused to take the pill. He hurriedly said, "Your Highness, this time it might not hurt as much. The reaction of the antidote pill is different, but the antidote is the same."
After Old Wang finished speaking, Feng Ling still didn't reach out his hand, but lowered his head as if silently refusing.
Seeing Feng Ling like this really made Qing Yue's suppressed fear and anger burst out all at once.
"Phoenix Feather."
She suddenly called his name, and her cold and angry voice startled Xie Jinghuan and Old Wang. The princess was angry.
"How long are you going to make this fuss?"
Qingyue's eyes were a little red. She was really sad tonight.
First, Feng Ling inexplicably said that they wanted to break up, and then Chu Yan's questioning and pain weighed heavily on her heart, making her feel uncomfortable and wronged.
Feng Ling was scolded and subconsciously raised his head. He saw that Qing Yue's eyes were red and she was suppressing her emotions. Her strong and strong look made his heart clench. "I..."
"I almost know from Chu Yan why you want to divorce me."
Without waiting for Feng Ling to speak, Qing Yue interrupted her.
As soon as these words fell, Feng Ling felt her heart tremble with fear. She raised her eyes quickly and looked at her in panic. Yue'er knew what happened that night?
Why is Yue'er so calm and willing to save him?
Thinking of this possibility, Feng Ling's heart began to beat wildly uncontrollably. Would Yue'er be willing to forgive him?
Just as I was thinking this, I heard Qingyue's voice slowly and solemnly.
"A Ling, it's my fault for not giving you enough sense of security, which led to your wild thoughts. We've only been together for a little over a year, and there wasn't any emotional foundation at the beginning. If you really count, it's only been over half a year since we confessed our feelings, and we've been through so much...
But, A Ling, love is something unpredictable. You can love someone for more than ten years, but if you let go one day, there is no going back.
You can also fall in love with another person in one day and night, and then you have already imagined your whole life and all the days to come.
A Ling, I love you, not just this year, but for many years to come.
He is the past, you are the future.
I chose you, married you, and I will never regret it, do you understand?"
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