If you want to become a prince, you must meet two conditions, one is to have a direct descendant, and the other is to be a male
In the history of the Feng Kingdom and the Ling Kingdom for so many years, the heirs have been vying to seize the throne. It is very good that there is a general situation like the Feng Kingdom now, and there is no heir who meets the most basic conditions.
Jun Wuxia never thought that this position would be given to Ruoyu.
If it had been at the beginning, I would have been overjoyed when I got this news. I am here, no matter what I do, it will be the most ideal result.
But what I fear most now is what Su Xiaose said...
Looking at the empty pear tree in the courtyard, Jun Wuxia thought for a moment and said, "Don't tell her."
I have always had my own opinion, but now I have nothing to say. I can only delay time like this, just like whether I know martial arts, I want to avoid it.
After hearing Jun Wuxia's words, Su Xiaose remained calm and speechless. He still looked serious. After a while, he said: "You can't hide it for long."
After hearing this, Jun Wuxia turned around, walked quickly, and did not speak.
When he walked out of the courtyard, he suddenly turned around, looked at Su Xiaose who was still there and said, "You can hide it as long as you can."
But Ruoyu, who was talking to Liu Xinchan, didn't know that she was already surrounded by such a big halo, which was very dazzling.
"Miss, I don't know that Dai Mo. It was the prince who asked me to find her. After that..." Liu Xinchan sat next to Ruoyu and said, but Ruoyu did not wait for Liu Xinchan to finish speaking.
A shushing gesture to silence her
When Liu Xinchan stopped making noises, she heard a low sob.
Sadly, very sad
It is undoubtedly difficult to identify a person from crying. Ruoyu didn't know who the voice was, but she knew it was not Wang Niqian's cry. The voice sounded more like a boy.
"It's Jun Ying." Liu Xinchan immediately stood up and opened the window further. Sure enough, she immediately saw Jun Wuxia squatting outside and crying.
Although Liu Xinchan was pretending to be a man at the time, when she opened the window, Jun Ying outside turned her head, with tears in her eyes, and said in a whimpering voice: "Sir?"
Seeing Liu Xinchan nodding, she immediately came to the window, her little head drooped and her eyes swollen like two peaches.
Liu Xinchan stroked Xiao Yingzi's little head with her white and tender hands, and then asked, "Why are you crying?"
After hearing this, Xiao Yingzi's sobs suddenly became louder, she raised her hands sadly and said, "That crazy girl is going to scratch me with a knife."
The crazy girl Xiao Yingzi was talking about must be Wang Niqian. She can actually use a knife. It seems that this girl is getting more and more violent.
Wang Niqian was brought here by herself. Logically speaking, she should be educated and taken care of by herself, but now she has no way to deal with her. Even saying a few words is not feasible.
But when I saw Xiao Yingzi's hand clearly, I realized that it was impossible for me not to talk to Wang Niqian.
There is a big gash on Xiao Yingzi's hand, from the second pad of the index finger to the wrist. The blood has not completely coagulated. Although it has been treated, it still looks shocking.
Ruoyu carefully explored the wound with her hand and asked hesitantly: "She, she cut it?"
After hearing this, Jun Ying pouted her lips and said with tears in her eyes: "Yes, but I promised that we could do it, but we thought it would be so painful and there was a lot of blood."
This time, there was no hesitation. Ruoyu pulled Xiao Yingzi and walked towards Wang Niqian. She walked very quickly. After all, Wang Niqian really went too far this time.
Yesterday when I watched it, I was just wrangling and making trouble with Jun Ying, but today it became like this
Perhaps Ruoyu's expression was too serious now, so Jun Ying was so startled that when she was about to reach Wang Niqian's place, she blocked the front and said: "Sister, actually the crazy girl stabbed me with a knife because of his brother.
Yes, it seems that his brother must be fed a bowl of blood a day to be saved."
A bowl of blood a day feeds...
What's the point? Although I knew that Wang Yitian was seriously ill, I thought he was taking medicine, but he never thought that he could survive by being nourished with blood.
"Then she took a bowl of your blood?" Ruoyu asked hesitantly, still feeling a little unbelievable.
"Yeah, but she has already taken many bowls of her own blood." Jun Ying answered honestly without thinking too much.
This is really beyond my imagination
So much so that when I saw Wang Niqian, I couldn't say anything to blame.
I, the initiator, did not take responsibility, but let children like this figure out a solution.
After all, Liu Xinchan still had a deep relationship with Jun Ying. In addition, she had an impatient temper. As soon as she entered the room, she grabbed Wang Niqian's wrist and said, "How brave. You dare to scratch the little prince's arm. Isn't this a capital offense?"
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Wang Niqian originally wanted to follow Liu Xinchan and salute, but after listening to Liu Xinchan's words, he immediately threw Liu Xinchan's hand away, pinched his waist and said: "Oh, kill me if you can, anyway, my brother
If this happens, my life will no longer be meaningful."
This feeling seems to go beyond the original friendship between brother and sister.
Having said this, Wang Niqian's eyes were already shining with tears, looking very sad.
"Wang Niqian, are you blaming me for doing this?" Ruoyu asked when she felt a pain in her chest when she saw Wang Niqian like this.
The little girl didn't mince words when speaking, she just nodded and replied: "Yes"
But at this time, they heard the sound of something overturning from the back room. After hearing this, everyone rushed in.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Wang Yitian lying sideways on the ground, frowning tightly, looking very uncomfortable.
They hurriedly helped him up together, and saw that Wang Yitian's face had completely lost all color.
Wang Yitian's skin was originally wheat-colored, but now it has lost its color and looks like straw that has been crushed dry. It looks very heartbreaking...
He suffered like this for himself
Today, when he was looking at Kazuki's flowers and making pear blossom porridge, he was struggling like this.
"Water...water..." Wang Yitian closed his eyes and murmured with chapped lips.
After hearing this, Ruoyu went to pick up the water beside her, but as soon as her hand touched the cup, she was knocked aside by Wang Niqian.
The water was naturally handed over by Wang Niqian.
One day Wang Yitian didn't see well, and this girl's hatred for her became deeper and deeper.
But after Wang Yitian drank the water, his lips were still very dry, and the color faded away, almost white, which made people feel heartbroken.
Wang Niqian sighed after looking at it, and took out a small knife from her clothes, just to cut it on her arm, and there were already two long wounds on her little arm.
"No!" Ruoyu didn't know what to think, so she took the knife and stopped Wang Niqian.
The action of grabbing the knife was so fast that the other three people were startled and looked at Ruoyu in confusion. Wang Niqian, who had reacted, was already jumping up and down and said to Ruoyu: "What are you doing?
Give me the knife quickly. I used other people's blood and you came to ask for an explanation. Now I'm using my own blood, what else do you want?"
Yes, what else do you want...
Looking at the knife in her hand, Ruoyu couldn't think about it for a moment. When she regained consciousness, the sharp blade was already pressed against her arm with her sleeves rolled up.
"Miss!"
"elder sister!"
Although the people around her were shouting, Ruoyu had already slashed the knife hard, and made a long incision on the inside of her forearm.
The bright red blood immediately poured out, and it looked particularly shocking on his white arms.
How long has it been since I bleed?
It hurt, but it was bearable, and I didn’t cry out. I could still speak calmly and say, “bowl.”
Since it's already scratched, why not get a bowl of blood?
In this way, I can receive less condemnation and not feel so sinful.
The blood was in small streams, dripping down slowly, like a small bloody snake on his arm, slowly crawling into the bowl, gathering into a puddle, and swaying gently as the bowl tilted slightly.
With
After all, the bowl was brought to Wang Yitian's lips. When he saw the blood being poured down, he might have thought it was a bloodthirsty scene, but he found it acceptable. And looking at the white lips slowly turning red,
I also feel more at ease.
Wang Niqian seemed to want to say something to herself, but she still didn't say it, and the expression on her face softened a lot, looking at herself
It was Ruoyu who spoke first, her arm that was simply bandaged by Liu Xinchan half hanging, and she asked: "Who came up with this recipe?"
I am really curious about who would come up with such a method.
Although I don’t know much about medicine, I feel that Wang Yitian’s current ischemia should not be fed to his mouth, but should be injected into his body. Perhaps medicine at this time cannot reach such a level.
Wang Niqian finally felt a little better and said to Ruoyu: "Yin Fengze"
It was him who paid attention. There should be no deviation. It really just needs blood to nourish it.
When Liu Xinchan and Jun Ying followed Liu Xinchan and Jun Ying out, Liu Xinchan asked Ruoyu: "Miss, we'd better bandage it. The scar will be bad, and we need to prescribe some blood-replenishing medicine."
Ruoyu smiled slightly after hearing this and said to Liu Xinchan: "I still have some ointment for fading the marks, so it's fine. But you can go to Yin Fengze and ask for some blood-enhancing medicine for me, but don't tell him about it."
I always feel that I can't talk about this matter casually, so I want to hide it
Xiao Yingzi had been following her. When she entered the house, she saw Jun Wuxia sitting on the bedside reading a book. Seeing Ruoyu come in, she curled her lips and said, "I'm back."
He nodded and replied: "I'm back."
Jun Wuxia called him to his side, carefully covering the wounds on his arms, but as soon as he walked over, Jun Wuxia grabbed his arm, lifted up his sleeves, and pointed at the red mark with his wide eyes.