She was almost breathless under his pressure. It was clearly midsummer, but at this moment she felt like she was in an icy cave. She clutched the bed sheet tightly with both hands, straightened her back, and never looked away. She said resolutely:
"Then the person you forced to stay by your side is just a walking corpse!"
"You dare!" She threatened him! She actually dared to threaten him! If the person before him really turned into a walking corpse that couldn't laugh, cry, or even talk to him, the thought of that scene would drive him crazy!
He could no longer suppress his anger. His gaze shifted from her eyes to her slender neck, which was completely exposed because she tilted her head back. A demon in his heart was screaming, "Strangle her! Strangle this disobedient woman!"
A pair of obsidian eyes flashed red, and he stretched out his right hand, approaching the beautiful neck!
She had been staring at him and noticed the change in his eyes immediately - he was about to lose control!
The freedom she wants to fight for can only be achieved by fighting for it with the sober Sikong Zhan. Fighting for it with an out-of-control person is courting death!
He moved his body backwards until his back was against the wall, and relaxed his tone slightly, "Sikong Zhan, if you dare to hurt me in the slightest, I will never forgive you!"
With a thought, she took out a strong anesthetic needle from the medical space and held it tightly in her hand - ever since she saw him losing control, she had prepared the anesthetic needle. As long as he showed signs of losing control, she would knock him down first!
Hearing her words, he stopped halfway with his right hand. The redness in his eyes faded a little, and a trace of rationality returned. He grabbed his right hand tightly with his left hand and tried to pull it back: No, you must not hurt her!
Knowing that he heard her words and that they were helpful, she tried to calm herself down and stared into his eyes, "Sikong Zhan, control yourself and don't let me look down on you!"
Two villains were fighting in his mind: the red villain told him that anyone who dared to disobey him would die, and the black villain told him that no matter what, he must not hurt her...
The two little men fought more and more fiercely. He had a splitting headache, his eyes turned red and black, his expression was painful and ferocious, and he looked at her big eyes with an unpredictable expression.
"No!" After struggling for a long time, the black man finally roared and instantly defeated the red man. He completely regained his composure, took one last look at her, turned around tiredly, and staggered out...
Only after he walked out of Nuanfeng Courtyard did he dare to stop. He called the secret guard, who helped him to Gaoyuan Hall, and jumped into the cold spring alone.
The cold spring water submerged him. After a long time, he finally emerged from the cold spring, and his eyes completely regained clarity.
It was a close call, he almost hurt her! If he really lost control and hurt her, he would never forgive himself in his life!
After making sure Sikong Zhan was under control, Lin Jinghan finally relaxed for a while, leaning weakly against the bedpost, gasping for breath. She felt a wet sensation on her back, and it was all blood!
She must have been in bad luck recently, that's why this wound keeps opening up...
She weakly called the maid in.
Three maids came in and saw that Lin Jinghan's clothes were almost soaked with blood. Shiqi was frightened and exclaimed, tears falling down her face: "Princess, why did your wound open again!"
Shishu was much calmer. While asking with concern, he stopped Shiqi from screaming and quickly changed Lin Jinghan's medicine and clothes.
The three maids worked for a long time and finally took care of Lin Jinghan.
"Everyone go out." Lin Jinghan rejected Shishu's suggestion that she lie down, and leaned back on the bed with a lonely look on her face.
The three maids retreated quietly.
Her gaze shifted to the table, where the things Sikong Zhan had brought were still placed - the herbs he had gotten from Murong Shuo, and the poisonous blood of the Jingnan Army.
Emotionally, she wanted to save him, but her mind told her that she couldn't compromise like this. Otherwise, if she lost this time, it would be extremely difficult for her to fight for her freedom in the future...
She never imagined that her desperate gamble would end up in nothing because of his sudden loss of control!
The princess's wound opened again, and the secretary immediately went to ask Xiang Yuanqing to come over.
When Xiang Yuanqing came in, he saw Lin Jinghan staring at the herbs and poisonous blood on the table - he recognized that thing because Sikong Zhan also gave him a portion, or even more.
Seeing her expression change, as if she was struggling, thinking of the rare embarrassed look she had just seen King Jingnan, she had a guess in her mind. She sat on the stool beside the bed, taking her pulse and said seriously:
"Little girl, do you want to die, or are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for a doctor like me? In just one day, your wound has opened up several times!"
"Senior, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I won't do it again." She turned her gaze to him and smiled apologetically.
"If you can't laugh, then don't laugh. It's uglier than crying!" He raised his hand and tapped her forehead lightly. "Remember, when you're unhappy, there's no need to force yourself to smile at others."
"Yeah," she replied casually, turning her head and unconsciously looking back at the table, her heart still torn between her conscience and her conscience. She didn't know how long it took, perhaps a moment, perhaps a long time, but her emotions gradually overwhelmed her rationality, and her hands unconsciously clenched.
Xiang Yuanqing looked at Lin Jinghan and saw that she gradually became determined. He nodded, stood up, took the things on the table and put them beside the bed.
"Girl, King Jingnan once asked me to detoxify the Jingnan Army. If you want to save people, you can just give it a try. When the time comes, I will help you deliver the antidote to the Jingnan Army. If you don't want people to know that it was you who developed the antidote, I can take the credit." Anyway, he had already helped her once last time, so one more time would not be a big deal.
Lin Jinghan retracted her gaze and looked at Xiang Yuanqing: If that's the case, then wouldn't that be the best of both worlds? I saved someone, and in name only, I didn't compromise!
"Thank you, senior, for your thoughtful consideration!" She thanked him sincerely, picked up the herbs and poisonous blood, looked at Xiang Yuanqing, and blinked.
Xiang Yuanqing knew that it was time for him to leave, so he not only left, but also specifically warned others not to go in and disturb the princess's rest.
The medical space was very helpful. It analyzed the poisonous blood and provided a solution.
To be precise, the Jingnan Army was not poisoned. It should be that Murong Shuo tampered with the herbs and increased their medicinal properties. Those herbs can still detoxify, but if they are used according to the previously planned dosage, the medicinal properties are too strong and will produce huge adverse reactions, creating the illusion of poisoning again, which is what Sikong Zhan said, that is, convulsions all over the body and inability to speak.
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