Yao Muzixi woke up and saw a luxurious palace in front of him, as if he had seen the furnishings and layout here, but he couldn't remember anything, maybe it was in a dream.

Several uniformly dressed and gorgeously dressed women were standing on both sides of Yao Muzixi's bed, Yao Muzixi wanted to sit up, but found that he was unable to move at all, and he couldn't speak at all.

"Greetings to the Deputy Palace Master." The group of women respectfully bowed to the plain-clothed women who came over.

The woman waved her hand slightly, and the group of women all stood up, still standing in the same position where they had been standing.

The plain-clothed woman walked to the bed, sat down, looked at Yao Muzixi on the bed, and whispered: "I can't send you back now, His Royal Highness the Prince needs your blood, if not, he will die, I won't let him die, I will never allow such a thing to happen." ”

Yao Muzixi opened his eyes and looked at her, hookah, how many secrets do you have? What does all this have to do with me?

"Don't look at me like that, didn't you call me sister before? You said you wouldn't dislike me, why are you looking at me like this now? I'm just protecting my loved one, doing everything I meant for him. The hookah looked at Yao Muzixi, who was nervous on the bed, and smiled indifferently.

After the hookah finished speaking, she pulled out a short dagger from her sleeve, she looked at Yao Muzixi, there was a trace of panic in her eyes, but she wanted her blood.

Yao Muzixi looked at the dagger in the hookah's hand with a frightened face, and couldn't believe it, could it be that the hookah really wanted to kill herself?

"I'm not going to kill you, I just need your blood." After the hookah finished speaking, he slashed the dagger through Yao Muzixi's wrist without hesitation, and blood flowed down his own Yao Muzixi's wrist.

Yao Muzixi's eyes darkened, and he fainted.

The hookah picked up a bowl, caught the blood flowing from Yao Muzixi's wrist, and took a full bowl before opening her hand. ordered someone to bandage her wounds, and then took the bowl of Yao Muzixi's blood and left.

The hookah took the bowl of blood and suddenly walked to a room, where there were many large tubs, one next to the other, and there was a foul smell of medicine in them, and the hookah endured it and almost vomited. Coming to the side of the large sandalwood red bathtub in the middle, the hookah gently touched the shoulder of the man in the tub, only to feel a cold air emanating from his body.

The hookah wrung his brow and poured the bowl of blood into the tub.

"Hookah girl, this blood?" A white-bearded old man sitting next to him looked at the hookah and asked puzzled.

"It's the blood of Her Royal Highness's daughter." Shisha glanced at the old man and said with a sigh of relief.

"I see. Then please go out first, with blood, His Royal Highness the Prince should be able to survive this hurdle, but even if he can survive this time, I don't know when His Royal Highness the Prince will relapse next time. The white-bearded old man said thoughtfully.

"Okay, I'll go out first. Please also ask Lao Bai to bother with the affairs of His Royal Highness the Prince. The hookah glanced at the man in the green silk shawl in the bath bucket and said with a melancholy look in his eyes.

After sending away the hookah, the white-bearded old man hurriedly closed the door, walked to the bathtub, and sat face to face with the prince of Jiang. It's just that the old man is sitting outside the bathtub, and Prince Jiang is sitting inside the tub.

The white-bearded old man stretched out his hand and carried out a breath of true qi, and all the medicines in the bath tub next to him slowly rose and began to converge together, converging into a stream of heat, and rushed towards the bath tub of Prince Jiang. Suddenly, some subtle changes began to occur in the bathtub, and the originally black medicinal soup had now turned bright red, automatically crawling all over his body, all the way to his neck.

The man in the tub snorted, as if he was going through endless torment, and his face was as pale as paper. The muscles and veins of the whole body protruded, and then, as if there were countless insects breaking out of the flesh in the skin, they were scrambling to break through the shackles of this layer of flesh and skin.

A puff of green smoke emanated from his body, and then the layer of bright red liquid crawling all over his body disappeared in an instant, and the restless insects slowly calmed down, no longer struggling in his flesh as viciously as before.

Jiang Chiyan opened his eyes slightly, and his peerless face seemed to overshadow everything in the world. He glanced at the old man opposite and said softly, "Master, why am I here?"

The old man glanced at the man in front of him and sighed softly: "It's the hookah girl who took you back to the Halloween Palace." You can escape this catastrophe thanks to the full assistance of the hookah girl, but I don't know when your witch poison will be truly lifted, in my opinion, the most reliable way is to keep the daughter of Her Royal Highness, only her blood can save your life. ”

The man's eyes were gloomy, he was really tired to live like this, and in order to survive, the torture he had suffered over the years was really unacceptable to ordinary people.

"However, I don't have the right to keep her with me all the time, and I don't think she will." Jiang Chiyan said and got up from the bathtub, got dressed, and walked out of the Yu pharmacy.

When he came to a side room, Jiang Chiyan walked over, and the group of maids were about to salute, Jiang Chiyan waved his hand and motioned for them all to go down. At this time, there were only Jiang Chiyan and the woman lying on the bed in the room.

Jiang Chiyan looked at the woman on the bed, but his heart suddenly hurt. When he came to the bed, Jiang Chiyan sat down and gently held her hand: "Are you willing to stay by my side?" You don't want me to stay, should I force me to stay? ”

Yao Muzixi suddenly opened his eyes and glared at the man in front of him fiercely, with a painful expression on his face.

Jiang Chiyan just glanced at her expression and understood, she was pointed. Jiang Chiyan's fingers were lightly clicked, and Yao Muzixi felt that his body suddenly relaxed, and he was no longer the kind of restraint and tightness he had just now.

"I'm telling you, I'm not going to stay here with you." Yao Muzixi looked at the man in front of him and said firmly.

"But, even if it's Zuihou's time, don't you want to accompany me?" Jiang Chiyan pulled Yao Muzixi into his arms, hugged her dotingly, and exhaled like a sigh.

"I have nothing to do with you, I don't know what you brought me here for, but I'm not going to stay here." Yao Muzixi resisted, but she was powerless to break free from his embrace, there was a faint fragrance on his body, an incomparably familiar smell, as if he wanted to pierce the enchantment that could not be broken through in the depths of her memory.

"You have to go, I will not keep you. But don't you know me? I'm Jiang Chiyan, Jiang Chiyan! The man who almost died twelve years ago trying to save you. Jiang Chiyan unwillingly hugged her tighter, could it be that the rumors five years ago were true, and her memory was erased.

"I don't know, I don't know who you are. I only know that I am the princess of Yao Languo, and I only know that I am the crown princess of Xia Kingdom. A tear crossed Yao Muzixi's eyes, she didn't know that she would cry, she just felt extremely sad when she heard his voice, but she really didn't know who he was.