Rebirth: The sickly prince ran away after flirting with him

Spring rains are lingering.

"Quan Jin, you are so good."

Cang Xi holds a Buddhist bead in her hand, and there is ice that cannot be melted between her brows and eyes, which makes people feel cold even if they take one look at it.

The person on the imperial concubine's bed was dressed in a yellow robe, his face was as pale as snow, and his eyes were filled with mist, which made people feel pity for him.

After coughing a few times, he spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his pale lips red. He hurriedly wiped away the blood with his sleeves.

Seeing this, Cang Xi became even more angry, "Your throne was taken away by Song Yuan, leaving you to fend for yourself in the temple. Did you give him the life-saving elixir I gave you without hesitation?"

"Did you know that Song Yuan is marrying his sweetheart today in Hongzhuang, who is ten miles away in the capital?"

"It has nothing to do with you Quan Jin!"

"Now I can't refine a second antidote, you're going to die!"

"Quan Jin, do you understand?"

"Your life should have been mine, and you should have been mine!"

The coldness on his face had long since broken, and a tear fell down.

Quan Jin's body was exhausted. He hurriedly raised his eyes and saw Cang Xi's despair clearly.

"Cang Xi, I regret it."

As Xu was dying, he thought about many things.

Blind in mind and blind in mind are the most suitable words to describe yourself.

The love Song Yuan kept saying was false, but the use he kept was true.

He stepped on the "traps" again and again without any hesitation.

As a result, he indulged in the lies of the deep sea full of love, was torn apart by the sinful fish, and lost everything.

Cangxi's every word of curse is false, but his love and care is true.

Every time he was in danger, Cang Xi was always the first one to appear.

Even now that he is under house arrest in the Dayin Temple, Cangxi is taking care of him every day.

Blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth, and Quan Jin could feel the flow of life in his body.

He was not afraid of death. When the antidote was snatched away by Song Yuan, he even felt relieved.

Should!

He should pay for his ignorance!

But seeing Cang Xi's tear-stained face, Quan Jin felt regretful again.

Even, hate is born in vain.

He hates the hypocritical villain Song Yuan, he hates the mysterious man who poisoned him, he hates...

But in the end, what he hated most was himself.

Wouldn't it be nice if we could look back earlier?

Quan Jin was wrapped in a warm embrace. He raised his hand to hug the trembling person and patted his back, "Okay, next, next life..."

Let me love you and protect you.

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Three years of benevolence and virtue.

East Palace.

"His Royal Highness is coughing up blood again, please call the doctor quickly!"

The people in the palace were in chaos. The person on the bed coughed twice and opened his eyes with difficulty.

Prince?

Maybe it was a dream, he was not the noble Crown Prince three years ago.

He subconsciously raised his hand, but there was no bloody trace on his wrist that covered his entire arm.

Sitting up suddenly, he looked around carefully again.

Agarwood stove, Fangfei Hall.

He stared blankly at the purse on the bedside.

It was Song Yuan's eighteenth birthday gift to him.

Recalling it again, it seems like a big dream for three lifetimes.

——He fell in love with the considerate Song Yuan, gave up everything for him, even lost his life, and finally died in Cang Xi's arms.

And when he closed his eyes at the end, all he was thinking about was the soft-hearted and hard-spoken Cang Xi.

A burst of sadness spread across my heart.

What exactly has he done? To hurt such a cold and peerless person like that?

Hearing the movement outside, Quan Jin said in a hoarse voice: "Everyone, get down."

Now that he has done it again, he cannot make the same mistakes again.

"The Emperor is here!"

The agarwood fragrance in the palace seemed to be stronger. The palace people who were kneeling on the ground were frightened and buried their heads deeper.

The tyrant always loved his sickly young son and even promoted him to the position of prince despite all objections.

Seeing that the symptoms of hemoptysis worsened one day, the lives of those slaves were hanging on the blade.

A bright yellow figure hurried over, "Jin'er."

Quan Jin didn't show any courtesy, so he lay down again and turned his back, fearing that he would be so sad that he would cry when facing his father who loved him so much.

When he was eighteen years old, his relationship with his father was very tense, but even before his death, his father had arranged an escape route for him.

Extremely well protected.

With a trembling voice, he said according to the reply in his memory:

"Father, it's better to come to the East Palace less often, lest you get over your illness and make the Queen feel distressed and blame your ministers again."

The people on the ground were shaking even more violently. Your Highness, please stop plucking hair from the tiger's mouth.

The prince and the queen were at odds, which was well known both inside and outside the court.

It is said that the prince's biological mother, Concubine Lian, died at the hands of the queen. The prince's current state of being half-dead and sick is also a gift from the queen.

And the tense attitude between the two of them when they met added a lot of color to this rumor.

Emperor Quan Yutian looked pained, "Jin'er, I have found the news about the miracle doctor Mo Liang. Your illness will definitely be cured."

The miracle doctor Mo Liang is known as the "Ghost Hand of the Sacred Heart". As long as he wants to save anyone, he can save him.

Of course, anyone who is involved in the world knows this Mo Liang’s second-level identity——

The demon monk Cangxi.

He saves people, but he is also murderous.

No one knows whether more people were killed or saved under his hands.

Quan Jin blinked, recalling Cang Xi's cold face, and asked:

"Oh? Didn't you say that the miracle doctor has a weird temper, but he is willing to save me?"

"He must be saved even if he doesn't, otherwise, I will take his head!"

As soon as Quan Yutian opened his mouth, his violent temperament was exposed.

If the miracle doctor refuses to drink wine as a penalty, then he doesn't mind using some tricks.

Quan Jin planned to leave as soon as possible to find Cang Xi, so he simply said: "Father, please come back. I want to rest."

While Mingming was driving people away, Quan Yutian didn't have an angry look on his face, but instead had a bit of heartache, "Okay."

Seeing that the emperor was about to leave, Cichun said anxiously: "Your Majesty, stay here. Your Highness, he, he hasn't taken any medicine for two days!"

Tears fell from her eyes. She had watched the prince grow up and she felt sorry for him more than others. Now she had no choice but to ask the emperor for help.

Quan Jin sat up, his long hair spread behind him.

Ci Chun, his personal palace maid, during the year of Song Yuan's rebellion, Ci Chun blocked an arrow for him and lost her life.

If you think about it carefully, how could he, who was full of love and gave up the throne, be pursued?

Laugh at yourself.

Most likely, Song Yuan wanted to eradicate the root cause.

Quan Yutian turned around and saw Quan Jin's face that was very similar to that of the late Concubine Lian. He was about to reprimand but then changed his tone, "Jin'er, you are eighteen this year, why are you still having a childish temper? "

Then he said to Eunuch Liu beside him, "Go and bring the medicine."

This means watching Quan Jin drink medicine.

Quan Jin didn't resist, and drank the bowl of dark medicine in one gulp.

Then he quickly buried himself in the quilt, and the quilt covered his head and body tightly.

No one wants to talk to me.

After the emperor left, Cichun carefully walked to Quan Jin's bed and said, "Your Highness, please don't be angry, okay?"

Quan Jin revealed a pair of watery eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, "Not good!"

Ci Chun reached out and touched Quan Jin's head, "If His Highness still doesn't take the medicine obediently, next time, I will tell the Emperor to take care of His Highness. After all, His Highness was the one who made fun of his own body in the first place."

"I don't know how much hardship I endured in order to protect Your Highness. How can you be worthy of your Majesty?"

Saying that, Cichun's eyes turned red again.

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Read the guide:

(1) Two male protagonists, no female protagonist, two clean 1v1, no abuse, no abuse, no abuse, sweet love~

(2) Cang Xi is not a real monk. In his previous life, he was purified by Buddhism and lost his paranoia. However, he is not in this life, and he is not even considered to have truly entered Buddhism. Therefore, he will be relatively crazy. He looks straightforward and innocent, but in fact he is crazy. , the relationship line is super fast, no procrastination, mutual love~

(3) Quan Jin is reborn. He is seriously ill now. He must be treated first. Revenge must be taken. The emperor must do it appropriately. The bad guys will pay the price. All the unsolved mysteries in the previous life will be solved. Don’t be impatient. ~

(4) It was Quan Jin who flirted with Cang Xi first. He can run because... well, I understand everything~

(5) Thank you for reading this chapter, and I wish you a happy reading~