Chapter 57 The next hundred miles of young joy, the palace is in charge

When Zhao Huajin heard Mingxiang's scream, he was discussing tomorrow's plan with Ling Jian next door.

After all, in addition to the Thorn History Mansion this time, Zhao Huajin also found a lot of people along the vine, starting from the Thorn History Mansion tomorrow, he will lead people to uproot those moths that plagued Jingzhou!

"Someone! Come on! Don't scare me, county lord! ”

The sound of Mingxiang crying suddenly came from next door, Zhao Huajin's eyebrows jumped, her eyelashes blinked in a panic, and she walked quickly to the next room.

After stepping in, I saw Youhuan kneeling on the ground, coughing up blood with one hand covering her mouth.

A pool of blood blooming on the ground was reflected in Zhao Huajin's eyes, and Zhao Huajin seemed to have a bitter lump in his throat, and he couldn't make any sound at this moment.

Until Youhuan coughed again, Zhao Huajin gritted her teeth, strode over and hugged Youhuan, and said angrily: "Don't go and ask for a doctor yet!" ”

Mingxiang was stunned by the coercion released by Zhao Huajin, but Ling Jian reacted quickly, turned around and rushed out to ask for a doctor.

Youhuan was half-asleep, she knew that Zhao Huajin was coming, and reached out to grab his snow-white clothes, and there was a bloody handprint on it.

"Your Highness, I'll be fine after a while......" Youhuan suppressed and panted, her throat was full of blood, and it was really terrifying at a glance.

"Shut up." Zhao Huajin put Youhuan on the bed, raised her snow-white sleeves, and wanted to wipe the blood from her lips, "Are you planning to hide it from the palace until death?" ”

Xiao Huan eased his breath, and his internal organs seemed to be rotten into a puddle as if they had been corroded and corrupted, which made life worse than death.

A weak smile tugged at Youhuan's lips and asked, "Does Your Highness want me to survive?" ”

Youhuan's gloomy eyes looked at Zhao Huajin, and before Zhao Huajin spoke, he said, "Your Highness, in fact, I ...... I'm the same kind of person as the Full Moon. ”

"Before I met His Highness, I did a lot of wrong things in order to take revenge, and I ended up killing someone......"

Zhao Huajin's heart was shocked, and she suddenly remembered what You Huan asked yesterday.

"Does Your Highness hate people like Full Moon?"

In fact, Youhuan wanted to ask at the time, "If I'm like the full moon, does Your Highness hate me too?" ”

You Huan slowly closed her eyes, the light in front of her was swallowed up by darkness little by little, and Zhao Huajin's figure also changed from clear to blurred, and then to darkness.

"Then who in the world do you think would like this kind of person?"

Also, who likes to be stuck in the mire and dirty.

After all, she still can't keep anyone, and no one wants to keep her.

She and Zhao Huajin can only come here.

The body suddenly had a feeling of weightlessness and falling, and then slammed into a piece of cold water, sinking, sinking......

At the bottom is an endless dark abyss.

"This palace will not let you become a person like Xu Manyue again."

The cold but firm voice suddenly exploded in her ears, like a hand holding her who was constantly sinking.

"The previous Baili Youhuan can't be controlled by the palace, and the future Baili Youhuan will be managed by the palace!"

That night, all the doctors in the Jingzhou Medical Center were invited back to the inn by Ling Jian to treat Youhuan, but none of them would cure Youhuan's poison.

"Childe, forgive the old man for being incompetent, and he can't solve the poison on the girl's body in a short time. But looking at the girl's situation, no matter how good the medicine stone is, I am afraid that it can only continue to live for another three days, if there is an antidote within three days, there may be a glimmer of life. An old doctor with gray hair bowed down and said with Zhao Huajin's terrifying momentum.

The lights of the inn were lit all night, how long did these doctors work, and how long did Zhao Huajin wait for Youhuan.

The dark eyes are deep, like a storm brewing in them, and the old doctor, who has never seen anything in the world, just wants to bend his knees and surrender in front of this man with an extraordinary temperament at this moment.

"If she has any accidents within three days, you will give your life here."

Leaving this sentence, Zhao Huajin took one last look at Youhuan who was in a coma, and then got up and left the room.

"Your Highness." Ling Jian was already waiting on the side, holding a silver long sword in both hands.

When Zhao Huajin took the long sword, Ling Jian secretly raised his eyes to take a look, and was shocked by the anger between Zhao Huajin's eyebrows.

"Go to Yan's Mansion!"