Ji Lan's injury worsened, and Ji Di's "family of three" left in a panic, taking the servants away at the same time, leaving Ji Yunkai alone in the house.
Seeing Master Ji and Mrs. Ji nervously protecting Ji Lan, Ji Yunkai slowly stretched out his left hand, revealing the hideous scar on his wrist.
"A child that no one cares about is not grass, it's worse than grass." If we really want to say it's hurt, if we really want to say it hurts, Ji Lan is definitely not as hurt as she is, and it's not as painful as hers, but who cares?
"It doesn't matter, no one hurts me, I hurt myself." Ji Yunkai twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile that was even uglier than crying.
She couldn't laugh, whether it was because of herself or the original owner.
Not only could she not laugh at this moment, she also had no strength. As soon as Ji Dishi's family of three left, Ji Yunkai's tense nerves relaxed. Once he relaxed, his body could no longer hold on, and he fell to the ground, leaning on the table.
The feet didn't move.
She needed to slow down before she had the strength to stand up, to deal with the injury on her wrist, and to think about what she was going to do next?
The door was opened, direct sunlight came in, and the temperature inside the room was getting higher and higher, but Ji Yunkai felt that he was getting colder and colder.
"We can't delay it any longer!" Although the bleeding in her left wrist had stopped, Ji Yunkai knew that this was not enough. She needed to suture the wound, apply medicine, and then eat to replenish her strength.
Ji Yunkai stood up with the help of the table legs, picked up the medicine box on the table, and sat on the ground again. She now had no strength to walk to the bed, and it took all her energy to get up and pick up the medicine box.
Although the medicine box is small, it contains a lot of things. There are all medicines for treating external injuries, internal injuries, typhoid and wind. According to the memory of the original owner, Ji Yunkai found the medicine he needed and took out a bent needle and sheep intestines.
Thread, suture the wound for yourself without any anesthesia.
The needle penetrated the skin and the thread pulled back and forth in the flesh. It was very painful. Ji Yunkai broke into a cold sweat and tears fell uncontrollably, but she didn't even hum.
She hurts, but no matter how painful it is, it doesn't hurt like the warship exploded. It hurts to have her body blown to pieces. It's better to feel pain than to die without feeling any pain!
Ji Yunkai was extremely weak at the moment, and one of her hands was not as flexible as both of her hands. Although it was just a small wound, it took her half an hour to suture it up.
The stitches sewn with one hand were not beautiful, they looked ugly, like a big centipede stuck on her wrist. In order to prevent others from seeing the injury on her wrist, she found a red thread from the medicine box and knitted it.
A chain was tied to the injured area.
Now, unless the red chain on her wrist is removed, most people will not be able to tell that there is any injury on her hand. It is just that the exposed injury is easy to hide, but the damage to the body will not be healed in a short time.
After weaving the red rope, Ji Yunkai reluctantly supported the wall and came to the bedside. After lying down, he could no longer move.
However, she is very hungry and thirsty now. She needs to replenish her food, both physically and mentally.
"Where are the servants? The dignified eldest lady of the Ji Mansion, is there not even a servant around you?" Ji Yunkai lay on the bed, trying not to close his eyes.
She was busy suturing the wound before, so no one came in to disturb her, but now she is cold, hungry and uncomfortable, and she urgently needs someone to take care of her.
"Come here, come here!" Ji Yunkai shouted at the top of his lungs, but no one answered after a long time.
Ji Yunkai sneered: "Idiots, do you think you will have a good life if I die?" If she dies, the entire Ji Mansion will suffer.
"Here comes someone!" Ji Yunkai shouted with all his strength, but still no one answered.
Ha... Ji Yunkai sneered, Mrs. Ji is really cruel. With her current condition, Mrs. Ji doesn't need to take action. As long as she ignores her, she can kill half of her life.
"Sure enough, women's hearts are the most poisonous." Ji Yunkai shook his head, his body could no longer hold on, and he fainted as soon as his head fell.
One breath, two breaths... Ji Yunkai lay on the bed with his neck crooked, motionless.
Five breaths later, a black shadow jumped down from the roof beam and came to Ji Yunkai like a ghost. He stretched out his hand to detect her breath, then grabbed her left hand and untied the red bracelet from her injury.
, after confirming the injury on the wrist, the man in black tied the red bracelet back as it was, and even Ji Yunkai himself couldn't see anything strange.
The man in black retracted his hand, hesitated for a moment, took out a medicine bottle from his arms, poured out a flaming red medicine, fed it into Ji Yunkai's mouth, and then left quietly.
After the man in black left, Ji Yunkai, who was leaning on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and smiled to himself: It seems that there are quite a few people who want her life, but she just refuses to die. What can they do?
Ji Yunkai spit out the pills in his mouth into his hand, sneered, and then fainted again. At the same time, he was glad that the other party only fed her one pill instead of directly doing something evil, otherwise she would really be dead.
This body is too weak, and she has no power to fight back now.
After the man in black left, he came to a teahouse in the west of the city.
"My lord." The man in black walked into a dark room and whispered: "I got Feng Pei."
"Very good, is the person dead?" Someone spoke in the room, and the voice was deliberately lowered and thickened, making it difficult to tell whether the speaker was a man or a woman.
"When I returned to the Lord, she was not dead. She stopped the bleeding and sewed up the wound. However, I fed her blood-eating powder. Within three days, she would die from losing too much blood, and there was no chance of death.
People can detect abnormalities, so they just assume that she died of infection due to a suicide attempt." The man in black said coldly.
"Very good, I will see her body in three days." A deep voice sounded in the dark room, looking eerie and terrifying: "In three days, you will die if she doesn't die!"
"Master, don't worry." The man in black lowered his head, looking confident.
At the same moment, in the main courtyard of the Yanbei Palace, guards in fine clothes hurriedly came, holding a bamboo tube in both hands, and handed it to the steward of the main courtyard.
The steward opened it and took a look, with a solemn expression on his face. He waved his hand to signal the guards to leave, then turned and walked towards King Yan Bei's bedroom.
The steward walked into the bedroom and said through the bed curtain: "Your Majesty, someone has plotted against the eldest daughter of the Ji family and arranged it to look like suicide." Obviously, the other party did not want Ji Yunkai to marry their prince.
Ji Yunkai's life and death were small, but it would be bad if the conflict between King Yanbei and the court was brought to the surface.
You must know that the eldest daughter of the Ji family was originally the future queen. Although she later broke off the engagement for unknown reasons, not everyone can marry a woman who was once engaged to the emperor.
The marriage between the eldest daughter of the Ji family and their prince was granted by the emperor himself. The imperial edict stated that the emperor was moved by the eldest daughter of the Ji family, so he issued the decree to grant the marriage to fulfill the affection of the eldest daughter of the Ji family.
If the eldest daughter of the Ji family commits suicide before getting married, and would rather die than get married, it will not only be a slap in the emperor's face, but also a slap in the face of the Yanbei Palace... (To be continued)