C6 Detoxification

He simply treated the wound, drank some water, and rested for a while. At this moment, he felt much better.

The officer's eyes gradually became misty, he pulled his sleeves and snuggled close to him, saying in a daze: "Eat …." So many... Hot... "So sad …"

He suddenly grabbed the hand of the official who unintentionally swept it, his voice carrying an indescribable hoarseness, "Woman, if you continue being so impudent, don't blame me for being impolite."

He was the emperor, and there was never a lack of women. He was not one of the most lustful, but he was also not a person that was easy to deal with.

He pinched her chin. "Speak."

Having her chin pinched by someone, she was no longer in a good mood. Suddenly, she lowered her head and said in a vague voice, "You're too long-winded …"

At this moment, the self-control that Ji Jingtian had always been proud of was like a rubber band that had been pulled to its limit. It suddenly stretched and broke, causing harm to others.

The Emperor's wife had been drugged and was now standing right in front of him. Ji Jingtian naturally helped her cure the poison.

The night gradually descended, the moon rose and then fell, the sky dimmed.

When he woke up, there was almost no place in his body that was intact.

She tried to sit up, but it felt like her waist had been broken.

She couldn't get up, so she subconsciously looked for that bastard. When she tilted her head, she saw that Ji Jing's face was pale and abnormal.

He looked like a vampire he hadn't seen in a long time. He was beautiful, but his face was frighteningly white, as if he were transparent.

The anger in her turned to worry, and she scrambled to her feet in the throbbing pain, frantically checking his body while calling out, "Your Majesty …" "Your Majesty …"

She frowned. Ji Jing's wounds had become infected and the knife wounds on his shoulders had started to fester. He could even smell the stench.

"Hello …" "Don't die …"

She was afraid that he would die in front of her, and that her body would be so sore that she wouldn't have the strength to walk, so she could only kneel above him and keep calling out to Ji Jing, "Your Majesty, wake up …" Your Majesty … "Your Majesty, wake up …"

The officer frowned, she had never seen a dead person in her life, the officer said his heart could not accept it.

She was a little bit more fierce and bold. She forgot his identity as the emperor as she stretched out her hand to lie on his chest and fiercely slapped his face. She even shouted, "Ji Jing... Your Majesty … Ji Jing... "Wake up …"

Until her hand had gone numb, Ji Jing's face was abnormally red. The man still hadn't woken up, but at least he had some movement.

"Cold …"

Ji Jing's body suddenly curled up. His lips quivered as if he was trembling.

The official was overjoyed, hearing him speak, he almost cried out, "I thought you died …"

After being happy for a while, that person was like a block of ice, constantly shouting, "Cold …" "Cold …"

Ji Jing looks good, even if sick, but also has a kind of sickly beauty, aroused the protective desire of the burnt-out.

In particular, they had recently come into contact with each other in the closest possible way.

Strictly speaking, Ji Jing saved her life.

If you keep doing mental construction for yourself, you'll be able to muster up the courage to warm him up with your own body.

"Don't die …" She was relieved when she held him and felt the warmth of their bodies balance.