Jiang Yandai threw the dagger in the air and walked into the room.

The moment she stepped over the threshold and entered the inner room, Jiang Yandai's hand holding the dagger tightened for no reason.

Yu Jixi was in a coma at the moment, and there was no blood on his body.

She slowed her steps and walked cautiously, the young man's pale face and tightly knit brows were clearly exposed in front of her eyes, showing the great pain he was suffering at the moment.

Jiang Yandai walked to the side of the bed and reached out to wipe the cold sweat oozing from his forehead for him, but found that even in a coma, his body was still trembling slightly, exuding a biting chill.

She felt a pain in her heart, put her hand on Yu Jixi's forehead, and carefully looked at the young man in front of her.

Now Yu Jixi is only seventeen years old, and he has been born like a loud man, if it is two years later, his eyebrows are heroic, I don't know what kind of disaster he looks like to the country and the people.

But how could such a dignified and elegant character, who should have a good and enthusiastic heart, become a person who plays with intrigues behind his back?

What kind of suffering and how much torture did he suffer to make a simple and kind young man become the person he is now?

It is only now that she understands how thoughtful the young man in front of her is.

The technique of playing with one hand and two by two, picking himself cleanly, from beginning to end, appeared in the way of the victim.

These hands, from beginning to end, were clean and unstained.

I'm afraid that if I say it, no one will think that he has anything to do with those dirty things.

first asked Lin Erniang and Yu Jiping to do something to him, lost Yu Cheng's favor, and then sent Lin Erniang to Zhuangzi in one step and told her that she had no backhand to spare.

One ring after another, guiding the next game, forcing the fish to bite the bait and send it to the door.

Together with the potential risk of Yu Jiping, if today's thing is successful, Yu Jiping is dead, Prince Yiheng's temperament will definitely not let go of the Chengde Marquis Mansion, and even his scientific research will be affected.

If it doesn't work, Prince Heng's temperament will be revenged, and the harm will only be greater.

This is a way to hurt the enemy by a thousand and lose eight hundred, what kind of deep hatred can make him so desperate?

What she couldn't understand was what kind of role she played in Yu Jixi's plan.

How did Yu Jixi calculate that she would do these things? And so sure, untie her chains, she won't turn around and run? Will it stay until now?

And the strangest thing is that Yu Jixi in the original book regards the county lord of Chaoyang as more important than his life, how can he be willing to calculate and use it?

Among them, what is the reason why he is so sure?

What is his purpose?

"Don't go."

A low cry pulled Jiang Yandai's thoughts back.

Cold sweat continued to roll down between Yu Jixi's tightly locked eyebrows, and he shouted over and over again in his dreams: "Don't go...... Don't go ......."

Jiang Yandai's heart suddenly tightened.

"If you don't go, I won't go."

The door was "creaked" by the whistling cold wind, and the candle flame was also pulled narrow by the wind, and two lights were extinguished under several bright and extinguished lights.

Yu Jixi's cold sweat was already half wet from the futon, and he was obviously in great pain.

Jiang Yandai took a breath, bit her finger, and pressed her bloody fingertips against Yu Jixi's lip.

Beads of blood rolled down his lips into his mouth, like a rain, and he kept sucking on this sweetness even in a coma.

The tightly locked eyebrows also seemed to loosen a little.

But the blood on the fingers is limited, and after a while, the fingertips stop bleeding.

Jiang Yandai had to pull out her fingers and exhale.

It still hurts a little in the end.

But when she turned around, Yu Jixi's brows wrinkled again, and the sharp pain seemed to envelop him again, piercing through his limbs.

She gritted her teeth, took a bowl and placed it on the table, resting the dagger on her wrist and slashing hard.

A sharp pain spreads directly to the heart and lungs.

The blood-stained dagger fell to the ground with a "bang", and as the blood on her wrist flowed like an infusion, Jiang Yandai's face turned pale in an instant.

She gritted her teeth and brought her wrist above the mouth of the bowl: "This can't be wasted. ”

After all, the amount of bleeding from the connected arteries can be described as very large.

It didn't take long for the bowl to be full of blood, and the bleeding from the wound was much better, Jiang Yandai tore off a piece of clothing with difficulty and wrapped it around her wrist.

How did the heroines in the TV series feed the male protagonist blood as if nothing had happened?

Incomprehensible! Anti-human! It's so anti-human!

Jiang Yandai covered her wrists, and the pain was almost unrecognizable.

She took a few deep breaths, forcing herself to forget the pain in her wrist and feed Yu Jixi the blood for the time being.

But obviously, this bowl of blood feeding is still not realistic.

In desperation, she could only drink a sip of her own blood and prepare to feed it to Yu Jixi mouth-to-mouth.

Until the moment when Jiang Yandai held her blood in her mouth, she felt that her mentality was a little collapsed.

I have to say, this taste is really a bit indescribable.

The soft lips pressed against the cold lips and teeth, and she tried to pry open Yu Jixi's teeth and get the blood into his mouth.

The salty smell of blood permeated the lips and teeth, tossing and turning.

After feeding, she was wiping the blood stains from the corners of her mouth.

"Squeak!"

"Boom!"

The door was pushed open, and the next moment something spilled out of the copper basin.

Jiang Yandai turned her head and happened to meet Ah Cheng's frightened face.

He looked at Jiang Yandai's mouth full of blood, and then looked at the blood stains on the corners of Yu Jixi's mouth, and his eyes widened as if he could fall out of his sockets in the next second.

He quickly ran to Yu Jixi's side to confirm Yu Jixi's breathing, and then pointed at Jiang Yandai with a trembling finger, and complained heartbreakingly: "What did you feed my son-in-law?" My son-in-law is seriously ill now, and you actually feed him chicken and duck blood? What are your intentions? ”

The corners of Jiang Yandai's mouth twitched, what should she do if she wants to kill Ah Cheng?

She gritted her teeth and said, "This is fucking human blood!" ”

The frightened expression on Ah Cheng's face was even worse, and the fingers pointing at Jiang Yandai began to tremble.

"You...... You...... You...... Still...... And killed? ”

Could it be that his son-in-law has to drink human blood to be good? Then the woman out of love for his son-in-law......

That, that, this is all murderous, it won't be him next, right?

"I ...... I still have to ...... Serve...... Serving the Child's ......"

Ah Cheng's legs became weak and began to tremble, and he retreated by the way, just wishing that he couldn't exit the door in one step, run as fast as he could, and go as far as he could.

“……”

Jiang Yandai couldn't hold back a slap and exhaled.

Immediately, the cloth strip on his wrist was uncovered with black lines on his face, and the heart-rending pain was suddenly like a reverse flow of blood directly filling the brain, which was called a sour.

"It's my fucking blood!"