Luo Qingyi slowly withdrew her fingers, and a simple energy exploration of the body and veins seemed to have exhausted her great mind. She opened her lips and was about to speak.

Suddenly, her brow frowned, and the pain on her face was extremely difficult to hide. She covered her lips and coughed violently.

Soon, a faint smell of blood appeared in the small secluded room.

Lin Danxin, who had always been no match for her, heard her heart-wrenching cough, and her heart tightly pulled her heart.

She quickly squatted down and wiped the blood from the corners of her lips with a veil.

Looking at the unconcealed sense of death on her face, Lin Danxin said angrily: "Crown Prince Wu Ying gave you Leng Yan Ling Peng, why don't you take it?! Do you really think that you can hold on by yourself?!"

Luo Qingyi smiled bitterly, with a hint of complaint in her tone: "I want to use it too, but who told you to turn over my medicine scriptures?"

Lin Danxin sighed, feeling a little aggrieved: "This is the order of Mr. Ye, and I don't want you to die. You are our prince's concubine."

Hearing the three words "Crown Princess", Luo Qingyi's eyebrows moved slightly, and she smiled without saying a word.

Lin Danxin was a little unwilling to accept it and comforted him again: "Actually, you can take the Leng Yan Lingpeng with confidence. Although Mr. Ye knew that you would send you to the Wuyue Palace after taking it, it would be a pity to the Prince's Prince, but Qingyi, you never promised that the Prince's Prince or something, and it was not a pity to him."

She continued to defiantly and gradually said: "And I have also seen Prince Wu Ying. The eyebrows and eyes are a little cold and feminine, but they look rare and beautiful..."

"Okay, you needless to say, take the box over." Luo Qingyi smiled helplessly and interrupted.

Lin Danxin's eyes lit up: "You finally figured it out."

Luo Qingyi took the box she handed over and opened the box surface. A strong and cold smell came to her face.

There is a restrained burning breath in the cold, and the two types of energy attributes of ice and fire are intertwined.

Among them is a cold lotus, which is as color as white jade, and nine lotus seeds are embedded in the lotus pod.

Each lotus seed burned and jumped with a cluster of jade-white cold fire. A bright red color oozed out from the tips of the nine white jade-like lotus seeps, which looked like blood.

Luo Qingyi's broken fingertips gently fiddled with the nine clusters of flames, and her empty and dark blue eyes had helpless determination.

She slowly picked up a lotus seed and approached her lips.

She smiled softly, and her smile could vaguely see her shadow at the beginning: "It's been three months, it's really painful, I can't hold on."

"But..." Her tone suddenly became weaker: "If I can't hold on, what will his child do?"

If you don’t eat this lotus seed, your body hurts very much and it’s already reached its limit. If you hold on, it will be her last night.

It will still hurt if you eat this lotus seed.

But she can buy more time for his children.

The moment before putting the lotus seeds into his lips, Luo Qingyi smiled slightly at Lin Danxin: "If this child is lucky enough to be born, you can help me slap his butt egg twice, which is really good at tossing people."

I'm actually... really tired.

Lin Danxin's eyes were a little hot, and her voice choked: "Luo Qingyi, you really are the best woman I, Lin Danxin, have ever seen in my life."

Luo Qingyi swallowed the lotus seeds in her mouth, and the violent cold and hot force suddenly exploded in her chest and abdomen.

That is the Dragon Flame Breathing Spirit that combines the ancient divine beast Yinglong

The power is combined with the extremely cold meaning of the frost of Lingpeng.

The two intertwined and huge powers are definitely not something that one Anbang Realm can withstand!

But there was a drop of blood at the tip of the lotus seed, which contained a touch of mellow power. It carefully and gently protected the important heart veins in her body to prevent the violent force from completely destroying her body.

Luo Qingyi whispered in pain, and the veins on her forehead swelled up!

The uncontrollable body fell into a fall.

Lin Dan subconsciously reached out to help her, but the next moment, her arm suddenly tightened, but was strangled by her trembling palm!

She looked at Luo Qingyi with concern, and saw that she looked very painful on her face, but she did not moan and screamed.

It seems that I am trying my best to endure this kind of heart-warming pain.

The originally blue and black pupils were now stained with a thick blood-red color, and a large number of blood flowers bloomed and overflowed from her pupils.

She had nowhere to vent the pain that was eroding from her bones, and could only strangle Lin Danxin's arms tightly, and her nails were deeply sunk into her clothes and skin.

Lin Danxin could not imagine that she was so weak that she could even exert such painful force.

It can be seen that the pain in her body was so unimaginable that it was unimaginable.

Seeing her lingering biting her lips, the blood dripping on her lips, Lin Danxin felt so distressed.

She quickly supported Luo Qingyi's body, and was even more frightened by the temperature of her body between her tentacles.

After a while, it was as cold as a thousand-year-old black ice, and its tentacles were as painful as thousands of ice needles pricking their palms.

After a while, the magma burned like the bottom of the volcano, and the body temperature was so high.

After a while, the withered woman she was holding began to feel painful and convulsed, and her whole body was filled with helplessness and suffocation.

From the interweaving green and red skin, a trace of white fire gushed out, and the black poisonous mist that wrapped the Japanese Bodhi was covered with.

Although this toughest way to remove toxins is the most concise and effective way, it is also extremely painful.

Tears surged in Lin Danxin's eyes, and she gently hugged Luo Qingyi tightly.

The painful cold sweat wet all her clothes, and the blood flowing out of her eyes was unstoppable, wetting her chin and collar.

She fell into Lin Danxin's arms and became increasingly confused and began to speak nonsense.

Lin Danxin vaguely heard her vaguely recite the name of the leader Huang Shi's then.

But more of it is His Highness...

Lin Danxin hummed while crying: "If the prince is still there, I will force him to give you a child!"

After saying that, she fell down: "It's a pity... there is no if."

I don’t know how long it took, but the woman in her arms finally calmed down.

Her forehead was covered with sweat, and her black eyes were tortured by the intense pain and became a little dispersed and messy.

The broken and withered body was still trembling slightly in the afterglow of pain, and she arched helplessly into Lin Danxin's arms.

He clenched her clothes with one hand, and after a long time, he seemed to calm down, and said, "Miss Jiuer has no worries about her life for the time being, and the fetus is still stable, but a thousand-year-old drunkenness may not be solved for the time being, but it is a little strange."

After taking a lotus seed, Luo Qingyi's intention to die suddenly faded a little, and her speech also recovered a little bit of strength.

Lin Danxin's eyes moved and she whispered: "What's strange?"

Luo Qingyi put her cheek on her clothes

Rushly clean, he continued, "Miss Jiuer after taking a thousand years of drunkenness, it was not like being drunk, but more like... a dream."

The two words that were slowly uttered in the end shocked Lin Danxin.

"Return to the dream?"

Luo Qingyi rubbed his eyebrows, and his fingertips were still trembling slightly under the pain that had not yet dissipated:

"Yes, I thought Miss Jiuer was sad when she heard the death of His Highness the Prince, and she couldn't bear it and drank a thousand years of drunkenness to escape reality.

However, it seems that what I thought was too simple, and this girl really hid a little deeper. Until today, I have found a hint of clue."

Luo Qingyi was a little puzzled, why would she choose to return to her soul to her dream at this time?

Since it was a dream, she wanted to...trace back something?

For some reason, Luo Qingyi vaguely felt that this matter must be related to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

She suddenly felt a little anxious: "Lin Danxin, please take a look, what is abnormal about Miss Jiuer."

Luo Qingyi's eyes had long lost their light and could not see anything.

"What's abnormal? There's nothing, but this girl Jiuer has held a compass in her hand since she was drowsy."

"Compass?" Luo Qingyi frowned and asked hurriedly, "What kind of compass is it?"

Lin Dan's eyes were fixed, and after confirming, he said, "It's the memory compass."

"Chuyi Compass?" Luo Qingyi's face changed: "Why never tell me such an important thing?!"

Lin Danxin shrank her neck and felt a little aggrieved: "I...I don't know either, you... don't be angry."

Luo Qingyi's mood gradually became uneasy. The memory compass can store a piece of memory from a practitioner into the compass, and then stimulate it with the energy to stimulate it, so that he can see the scenery seen in the memory.

She said in a deep voice: "Help me over."

Lin Danxin helped Luo Qingyi to the bed.

Luo Qingyi groped, and her fingertips touched the beautiful eyebrows of the girl on the bed. She took out a silver needle and murmured:

"If you offend me, if you are just drunk for a thousand years, you can slowly understand how to solve it. But if your soul suffers severe damage during the dream process, even if it is a thousand years later, it will be difficult to wake up again."

After saying that, the empty eyes were astonished as the needle fell in the middle of her eyebrows, and a traction force burst out from her.

He slowly invaded her eyebrows and the sea of ​​consciousness along the silver needle.

"Um..." a low murmur.

Mu Ziyou finally broke the dead silence and silence that had been around for three months.

A slight pain flashed from the middle of my eyebrows.

Luo Qingyi didn't dare to continue to insert the needle, so he quickly pulled out the silver needle, put his fingers on the pulse, and the pure Yuanli slowly moved in.

The girl on the bed finally slowly opened her eyes.

The eyes as clear as morning dew reveal a slight orange light under the lights, warm and illuminating people.

She held the compass tightly in her palm, as if she was holding something extremely important.

The girl was slightly confused and confused. She stood up and looked at the young woman with empty eyes and concern on the edge of the bed.

She rubbed her forehead and frowned and said, "You are... Luo Qingyi? Why did you become like this?"

Before Luo Qingyi could speak, Lin Danxin was blown up first: "What Luo Qingyi, this is the princess of the Prince Ye's mansion. Tell me, why are you drunk for thousands of years? Is it really a problem for people?!"

"Criminal Princess?" Mu Ziyou's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion, then he raised his head and looked at Luo Qingyi, with the corners of his mouth hurt and bitter: "Have you married him?"
Chapter completed!