When the maids and eunuchs outside the door heard the call, they all hurriedly went to summon the imperial doctor.

Time passed by minute by second. Under Yan Junqing's rubbing, Ye Jiangxue's body recovered a little temperature. This temperature was still much lower than that of ordinary people.

Perhaps feeling the cold and warmth, Ye Jiangxue frowned, pursed her lips tightly, and her face was as pale as snow.

Yan Junqingwen suddenly felt afraid, afraid that she would leave like this.

It was at this moment that Yan Junqing, who had always thought that he could leave first in her life, suddenly realized how painful it was to watch the one you love far away but to be powerless...

How could he bear to let her endure such pain?

When the imperial doctor arrived with a wooden medicine box, Ye Jiangxue's whole body was still extremely cold.

Yan Junqing stood aside and lowered his voice and said: "Find a way to suppress the toxicity. If you fail, I will not let you go."

Hearing the Prime Minister's cold words, the imperial doctor did not dare to be negligent at all. He stepped forward and took Ye Jiangxue's pulse respectfully and carefully.

As the pulse checking time increased, the imperial doctor's complexion became worse and worse, and finally turned into a wrinkled, bitter melon face.

After a long time, he stood up tremblingly, bowed and said: "Your Majesty is poisoned, but..."

"Just suppress the toxicity. I know the truth and you can't solve it." Yan Junqing looked indifferent and stared at Ye Jiangxue lying on the bed with her purple eyes.

"Yes..." The imperial doctor nodded helplessly.

It is said that "imperial doctor" was a dangerous profession in ancient times. If you are unlucky enough to meet a "charming and arrogant" male protagonist, he would say "If she dies, you will be buried with her" is simply too cruel. Because of Mao's always elegant and indifferent appearance.

I will run on this "road of no return" again.

I promised you that the love story would not be "evil, charming and arrogant"!!

(┬＿┬)

[Drag away the shady prime minister]

The peonies are in bloom, delicate and elegant, and the ground is crimson.

In the end, Meng Xian couldn't give up. After ten years of pursuit, how could the ten years of love be wiped out by Ling Ziliang's words of like or dislike?

He is not willing to give in! What is wrong with him? He is as beautiful as a fairy. In terms of medical skills, he is no worse than Hua Qianmo. In terms of martial arts, he can protect Ling Ziliang. In terms of intelligence, he may not lose to Yan Junqing.

Why, he couldn't just look at him?

"Ling Ziliang, I tied you up, not because I don't love you, but I love you so much that I can't be separated from you." Meng Xian smiled so brightly and beautifully that he charmed all living beings.

If you just looked at his face, Ling Ziliang might have agreed by now. But he was a man, which made it difficult for Ling Ziliang to accept.

Seeing himself being tied into a cicada chrysalis again, Ling Ziliang wanted to cry but had no tears.

(┬＿┬)

What did he do wrong? Why would anyone want to kidnap him?

"Ling Ziliang, why have I been in love with you for so many years, but you never have me in your heart? What's wrong with me?" Seeing that Ling Ziliang didn't speak, Meng Xian felt depressed and sad. He walked in slowly and sat next to Ling Ziliang.

Peony flowers bloomed all over the place into a sea, shattering the glory of the past. The sun poured into the ground, glowing with little silver light.

Meng Xian, with long ink-dyed hair like a waterfall and charming eyes like silk, carefully hugged Ling Ziliang and placed his handsome face on his crimson clothes. Two crimson clouds could not help but drift over Meng Xian's face.
Chapter completed!