"Then let's do it tonight." Jun Wuxie took Luo Qingyue back into his arms.
Luo Qingyue's expression was solemn, "Have you ever thought about what you will do after you unblock the cold poison and force out the bleeding Gu?"
Jun Wuxie shook his head, "No, let nature take its course. If you can survive it, then you can survive it. If you can't survive it, I can only say that it is fate."
"What are the chances of surviving?" She wanted to ask if she could suppress it any longer, but she understood that if it was possible, Yun Qing would have explained it just now.
Since it is not said, the answer is obviously impossible.
When she thought of the cold poison, she became extremely confused. How did he get the cold poison?
Yun Qing listened to the words and replied respectfully, "The emperor will become twelve years old... It will last for three months. If there is no way to remove the cold poison, he will gradually decline, shrinking by one a day.
Years old, until death, the soul is scattered..."
Luo Qingyue's fingertips suddenly trembled.
Jun Wuxie held Luo Qingyue's hand tightly, "Yun Qing said, if there is no way, maybe there is a way?"
"Wuxie, I want to choose blood Gu." Luo Qingyue looked determined.
Even if she keeps a distance, at least she can see him.
"Wuxie, shall we choose blood Gu?"
"Miss Luo, to tell you the truth, there is a danger in choosing blood Gu. Emperor Zun can still persist now, so he is fine. But one day, because the blood Gu is causing trouble in his mind, he can't persist. Then Emperor Zun will
From the time of disfigurement, when it hurts, he may not even recognize you. At that time, he may die or go crazy..."
Luo Qingyue's eyes widened in horror, and her pale lips trembled.
"I won't choose blood Gu, Qingyue. I'm afraid that I won't recognize you when I die." Jun Wuxie smiled slightly, not taking what he just said to heart at all.
It seemed as if Yun Qing was not talking about him, but someone else.
"Give me a day to accept this, okay?" Taking a deep breath, Luo Qingyue managed to say a word.
After all, I still can’t let go...
"Yueyue, Yueyue-" came Axue's anxious voice.
Luo Qingyue was slightly stunned.
"Yueyue, go and see Luo Yu. He and the little fox have made the emperor's bedroom a mess, and they have no intention of stopping..." Ah Xue gasped.
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Luo Qingyue frowned, "Are you crazy?"
Jun Wuxie raised his lips and smiled, "Let him play."
Axue scratched her hair and said, "Both the Emperor of Heaven and the Queen of Heaven said so, but I always feel that continuing to cause trouble like this is not an option."
Luo Qingyue was already in a bad mood at this time. In addition, she felt that she really had no friendship with Jun Lintian. Her son caused chaos in the room of her nominal grandfather. In her opinion, this was always a problem.
It's somewhat inappropriate.
"I'd better go take a look. Luo Yu usually doesn't act like this." Luo Qingyue spoke, stood up and left.
Jun Wuxie stood up and said, "I'll go take a look too."
The group of people headed towards the Emperor's chamber.
At this moment, the emperor's bedroom could not be described as "chaotic". It was so chaotic that it was impossible to distinguish between tables and chairs.
The Emperor of Heaven and the Queen of Heaven looked very doting on their faces, but their expressions were really a bit strange.
Looking at the little baby playing happily in the center of the hall, Jun Lintian and Liuli looked at each other, and the worry in each other's eyes was obvious.