"Then you're still going to marry your sister? What if she died? Qi Ya said this, she didn't expect it herself, she thought about letting Qi Lan disappear, but after all, it was her own sister, how could she really do it?

"Xiaoya?" Qi Lan was a little sad and shocked, is the sisterhood of more than ten years really so unworthy of cherishing in her eyes?

"Xiaoya, what are you talking nonsense?" Ying Ling was also a little surprised, he liked Qi Ya to be bold and naughty, but what he said just now was really terrifying.

"I'm ......" Kia cried at once. She was also disappointed in herself: "I don't want you to die, I just want ......"

"That's enough." Qi Lan didn't want to see Qi Ya crying, she was afraid that she would be soft-hearted, and she didn't want to see Ying Ling's look of pity when Qi Ya cried. Obviously he has always been the weak one, and obviously he is the one who is injured at the moment, Qiya just shed a few tears, and he is still tied up, Yingling completely ignored it. Do you really want to live your life with such a man who doesn't love you? But why did you have to give up after suffering so much?

"I might have a way to give it a try." This was the first thing Ying Ling said to Qi Lan, but it made Qi Lan full of uneasiness and fear.

"When I was studying with the ministers in the palace, I learned that my body was nourished by my sister's blood and my sister's blood, and the method of my sister's blood transfusion for me can be extended to exchange transfusion." Ying Ling trembled a little when he spoke.

"Transfusion?" Qiya Buddha understood, but still wanted to be confirmed.

"Yes, exchange blood." Because Qi Ya answered, Ying Ling, who had been watching Qi Lan speak, returned his gaze to Qi Ya, and Qi Lan was even more unhappy at this time.

"When my sister gave me a blood transfusion, we needed to transform into the form of a primitive eagle in an extremely cold environment, drain her blood, and inject it into my body while pumping, and at this moment I would evaporate blood-red sweat, which is the blood that excretes impurities from the body, so that the body can achieve a balance. Because some princes were unwilling to accept their sister's blood, they had to drain the princess's blood first, and even if the prince did not accept it, he could not save his sister's life, so the princes could only accept this practice. ”

"Even if you want to drain our blood and exchange it, by the time we drain it, both of us will be lifeless." Qilan grasped every detail that could be questioned.

"You don't have to drain it all, leave a little bit in your body, keep it alive, and then immediately transfuse blood." Ying Ling looked at Qi Lan deeply and said this.

"Sister, so that Ling and I can stay together, and you can also have freedom!" Qiya was very excited.

"Freedom? Do I want freedom? Qi Lan felt ridiculous, did she really want to risk her life to fulfill this sister who betrayed herself, almost killed herself, and kept saying that she was good for me?

"Do you want someone who doesn't love you?" Qi Ya couldn't understand Qi Lan's thoughts, "Or, what you care about from beginning to end is the position of the queen." ”

Qi Lan looked at Ying Ling, and the man's eyes were full of antiquity, expecting that he could fulfill them, without a little love. And himself, is there a little bit of love for him?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Ying Ling thought she acquiesced, so she was a little excited to call her personal guard in.

"Master Feng, tell Master Changsheng that after the wedding tomorrow, you can prepare."

Qi Lan looked at him in surprise, it turned out that he had been prepared, and he was so anxious. Even Qiya was a little surprised. She thought that Yingling, as the king of a country, would reproach her for being ridiculous and ruthless, but she never expected that he would be fully prepared.

"Yes." Eagle Wind looked at the decadent Qilan and the trance-like Qiya, and a mysterious smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Ling." Qiya called him by his first name: "Have you ever thought that if the plan fails, my sister and I will die?" ”

"Xiaoya, don't worry, I will protect you." Ying Ling hugged her shoulders and said firmly.

Qiya was a little moved, but even more afraid, he could be so ruthless, I hope his love is long-lasting.

But Qilan was completely desperate and protected her, that is, in the event of an accident, she would be the one who was abandoned. Qi Lan glanced up at Ying Ling, but bumped into Qi Ya looking at her. The guilt and worry in Qi Ya's eyes, Qi Lan felt that it was rare, but she disdained it.

The next night, in the underground palace that ended the lives of countless princesses, the two sisters Qi Lan and Qi Ya were lying on the hospital bed. Qiya didn't hesitate, but she was really reluctant to lose Ying Ling, and if the blood exchange was successful, she could stay with Ying Ling without losing her sister. And Qi Lan, who was already disheartened, not to mention that she had no ability to escape at all, at this moment, she didn't even care if the blood exchange could be successful. She knew that she was going to be a queen in this life for as long as she could remember, and she didn't think about other possibilities, let alone how she would face life in the future.

Changfeng walked over and looked at the two girls, although they looked the same, they could tell which one was the real Qilan at a glance. Although during the day, Qiya tried every effort to realize the dignified atmosphere, but the uninhibited temperament in her bones was revealed in her eyes. The real Qi Lan's face is like dead ashes, and the elegance that remains in the gestures of playing small is so desolate at this time.

"Wang Ling, have you thought about it?" Changfeng is like the father of these children, and he can't bear to do it.

"Think about it, Master Changfeng. Just do it. Yingling's tone was a little expectant. He had undergone a blood transfusion and was no stranger to the place.

"Okay." Changfeng no longer said anything, once a person made up his mind, then it would be useless for others to say more.

"Lord Feng, please go to the door and keep guard, when someone asks, it will be said that the king will take the queen to remember the princess together." Changfeng is an old minister in the end, and he is very thoughtful.

"Yes." Eagle Wind didn't seem to care about what was going on here. He watched and grew up with Ying Ling, he was his master, and now he is his first minister, he knows Ying Ling too well, and he knows everyone in the royal family too well. In his opinion, all this is a farce, the love and love between children, and making so many ridiculous things is really nonsense. But Ying Feng didn't say anything, Ying Ling had no secrets in front of him, and he could only do his best to assist him at this time.

"Sister, I'm sorry." Chia looked at Kilan and said weakly, even though she knew there would be no response. My sister will hate herself all her life. But she just thinks that she just wants to be with the person she loves, and what did she do wrong?

Due to the low temperature, the two of them fell asleep, and Qiya's mind kept intertwining the time she had fun with her sister in her childhood and the heartbeat look when she first saw Yingling. She didn't know what Qi Lan was thinking in her mind at the moment, she didn't have the strength to turn her head to look at her sister, and she didn't have the strength to open her eyes to see Ying Ling's expression at the moment.

It doesn't matter if she can't see it, sometimes, she loves someone too much and doesn't have to know whether she loves him a little more or he loves herself a little more. Ying Ling undoubtedly loves Qi Ya deeply, otherwise she would not have taken such a big risk to be with her, after all, the moment she was born later than Qi Lan, she would never be able to catch up, and it might even affect the heir. But no amount of love can match the fact that he is a king. Ying Ling personally felt the tragic picture of blood exchange, he didn't want to recall how sad his sister cried that day, and he didn't want to see his beloved woman's weak and pale face at the moment again. He was the king, and no one could question why he didn't stay by Chiya's side, even if it was to gently hold her hand and give her a little warmth. Ying Ling went out.