Chu Minghao poisoned!
Chu Qianli's qi surged, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.
"Calm down!" Feng Yexuan immediately supported her, his large palm enveloping her small hand. When he gripped it, her hand was ice-cold, barely registering any warmth.
His palm tightened, and he channeled his true qi into her palm.
With Feng Yexuan's true qi infusion, Chu Qianli's disordered breathing began to stabilize slightly.
She looked at Leng Ji, who stood outside the screen: "How is the person now?"
"N-not very well, it's likely... he won't make it." Leng Ji didn't want to stimulate her, but that was the reality.
"Scram!" Feng Yexuan roared.
Leng Ji quickly retreated.
Chu Qianli tried to get out of bed.
Feng Yexuan gripped her hand tightly and pulled her into his embrace: "Don't move around, your body is very weak!"
"I'm going... to see him."
"I'll send Liu Jin."
"No..."
"I won't let you run around anymore. You're already exhausted today, what else do you want?"
She had already been brought to the Crown Prince's mansion! If his attitude had been even firmer, he wouldn't have let her leave the bedroom today.
Injured like this, spitting blood at any moment, and she still wouldn't rest properly in the room? Did this woman truly not value her life?
Chu Qianli looked at him, too weak to argue, and certainly too weak to resist.
But she really wanted to go and see.
Her eyes blinked at him slightly, looking pitiful.
Feng Yexuan's expression grew even more displeased: "Don't act spoiled with this king!"
Those eyes were simply deadly!
It was as if refusing her would make him the most detestable devil in the world!
Chu Qianli continued to look at him, blinking, wanting to speak but not knowing how.
Not only pitiful, but also wronged.
Feng Yexuan was angry!
"Close your eyes!"
But she blinked for the third time.
Feng Yexuan's face darkened, and he roared, "Don't..."
"...Yexuan."
...After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Chu Qianli, her steps unsteady, half-leaning on Feng Yexuan's arm, appeared at the imperial medical hall.
The imperial physicians had just finished their efforts to save Chu Minghao.
Seeing Chu Qianli arrive, they all knelt down: "Princess."
"How is Young Master Hao's condition?" She looked up and saw a white cloth covering Chu Minghao completely.
Chu Qianli gasped.
Had she, after all, arrived too late?
"You may all leave. This consort wishes to bid Young Master Hao a final farewell."
Supported by Feng Yexuan, she walked over.
"Princess, your body is not well, you cannot..." The imperial physician tried to stop her.
The other imperial physicians exchanged glances, their expressions somewhat complicated.
Chu Qianli shook her head and said softly, "Ultimately, he is my cousin. Allow me to send him off."
Feng Yexuan's cold gaze swept over everyone present: "Scram!"
The imperial physicians were startled. That voice, that aura, was simply terrifying!
One by one, they quickly scrambled away.
Only then did Chu Qianli, supported by Feng Yexuan, walk to the side of the small plank bed and was about to lift the white cloth.
Feng Yexuan grabbed her wrist, his brows furrowed: "Those who die from poisoning will have a gruesome appearance. Do not look!"
Chu Qianli looked up at him: "Do you think I've seen fewer dead people than you?"
"..." Feng Yexuan really wanted to knock her unconscious and carry her back.
Couldn't this woman show a little bit of weakness? So he could be a proper man for once!
Preferably, the kind who would be so scared they'd hide in his arms seeking protection!
He felt a flicker of dissatisfaction and snorted, then yanked the white cloth open...