I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

Bai Zhi staggered to the ground and walked towards Yue Jun, with disappointment in Meng Ying and hope of relief.

Just as Xiao Yang was about to step forward and pull Bai Zhi, the white figure stepped in front of him.

Meng Ying stepped forward with bare feet, and then tightly clasped Bai Zhi's waist with one hand. His eyes were bloodshot, and the fire reflected in his eyes was like a bursting fire, spreading endlessly.

Meng Ying raised her hand towards Yue Jun, "Feng Yue! Princess, don't even think about it! You have only one choice! Antidote! Now! Otherwise you will get nothing!"

Meng Ying's extremely intimidating voice passed through Bai Zhi's ears and rushed towards Yue Jun.

Yuejun's slightly narrowed eyes showed entangled gazes, flowing between Bai Zhi and Xiao Yang.

"Feng Yue, Xiao Yang understands you better, doesn't he?"

Meng Ying controlled Feng Yue's inner desires and had a tough attitude, making the negotiation situation tilt towards her.

"Xiao Yang is more useful to you, isn't he?"

Yue Jun frowned deeper.

Bai Zhi was still struggling to open Meng Ying's arm that was holding him down.

"Only Xiao Yang in this world can hurt you and feel what you feel. He is your tribe and the only one who can share food with you, isn't he?!" Meng Ying continued to increase her pressure.

"You were born of a lowly slave, and you are a lowly slave who does not deserve to have a surname! Except for Xiao Yang, everyone in this world will look down on you! Everyone regards you as a tool! What your father is not willing to give you, Xiao Yang can for you!"

Meng Ying's words pierced the scars that Yue Jun had tried so hard to hide.

His mother once said that he was a royal heir and a prince, but his father told him that he was a slave and would never deserve a surname.

In that dark place, everyone regarded him as a pig or a dog. Only Xiao Yang was willing to admit him as a prince, and only the two of them cuddled together.

That's right! He is of royal blood!

Even if he is a livestock, among a bunch of livestock, he is still a prince! This is a fact that no one can change!

He wanted Xiao Yang to truly treat him like a prince like before.

As early as the moment Yue Jun hesitated, this negotiation was destined to fail.

Yue Jun took out a medicine bottle and threw it towards Meng Ying. Meng Ying reached out to catch it. He opened the bottle and there were three pills inside.

Meng Ying frowned for a moment, and he said in displeasure, "How can I get rid of all this poison?"

When Meng Ying didn't ask for the specific solution, he didn't dare to take risks and asked Bai Zhi to take the medicine directly.

Bai Zhi looked at the antidote in Meng Ying's hand and went crazy. She wanted to grab it and stuff it into her mouth, but Meng Ying pinched it tightly.

This subconscious action, in just two sentences, made Bai Zhi hate Meng Ying.

Yuejun's tail tone was high-spirited, and he hummed unhurriedly, "The antidote is made from my blood, how can it be so fast!"

"How long will it take?!" Meng Ying's voice was so deep that it sounded like a storm was about to come.

"Five days later, on the painting boat in front of Linglong Hotel." Yuejun looked at Xiao Yang with burning eyes.

Xiao Yang rushed over and grabbed Yue Jun by the collar, "If you dare to lie to me, I will definitely cut you into pieces!"

Yue Jun's heart was filled with joy of getting this person right away, and he slightly raised the corner of his mouth towards Xiao Yang, "I won't lie to you."

"Can three antidotes last five days?" Xiao Yang asked anxiously.

Yuejun shook off the secret guards surrounding him and patted his clothes calmly, "My blood is very precious, there is only so much of it."

"You! If you fail to hand over the antidote in five days, I will kill you myself!" Xiao Yang said fiercely through gritted teeth.

After Meng Ying judged that Yuejun's state was not fake, she stuffed a pill into Bai Zhi's mouth.

His worried eyes fell on Bai Zhi's pale face, his heart ached, and the heavy heart tore the wound, leaving him unable to breathe.

Bai Zhi's throat was dry and tight, and the medicine got stuck in her throat. Instead, she vomited it out. Bai Zhi collapsed and cried in anxiety.

Meng Ying hurriedly reached out to catch it and stuffed it back, "Don't worry, Zhi'er, swallow slowly, swallow slowly..."

Meng Ying's voice became gentle, like water, and she slowly put the pill into her belly.

After taking the antidote, the symptoms of Angelica dahurica improved after just a while, and the pain gradually subsided.

In a daze, Meng Ying carried him into the bedroom, wetted the handkerchief and wiped the sweat and tears from her body.

He patted Bai Zhi's back gently and murmured, "It's okay...it's okay...there won't be a next time...go to sleep...go to sleep..."

The pain in Bai Zhi's body gradually disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had happened, leaving only a tired body.

Bai Zhi looked at the curtain above her head desperately and hollowly, her mind was empty.

She didn't want to pay attention to Meng Ying at all, or in other words, she didn't want to pay attention to anyone.

After calming down, Meng Ying asked Doctor Gu to diagnose Bai Zhi's pulse.

Bai Zhi listened to about 50% of the words in a daze.

"This is not an ordinary poison, it's a poison."

Meng Ying lowered her eyes for a moment and said seriously: "Is it possible to solve it? How to solve it? When can it be solved?"

"It can be solved. Since it is a poison raised with blood, Xiao Yang is the best material. As for when it can be solved, I don't know!"

Meng Ying sighed deeply, "Then I can only exchange it with Xiao Yang..."

Doctor Gu also looked solemn, "Hey! Prince, how do you want me to say hello to you? I gave you an acupuncture, which is extremely dangerous. Now you forcefully wake up again and the wound bursts. Do you feel uncomfortable now?" When you get tired and your energy runs out, you will die! Do you know that?"

Doctor Gu shook his head in disappointment and glanced at Bai Zhi on the bed, "I will try the antidote. Before that, if you dare to die first, I will let the people from this palace bury you with you!"

Then, he strode away, angrily muttering, "If you dare to smash my sign, I'll make it look good to you!"

Bai Zhi fell asleep without knowing why. She curled up in the corner unconsciously and curled her body into a ball.

When Meng Ying saw Bai Zhi sleeping, she summoned Xiao Yang.

Different from the past, Meng Ying just remained silent after summoning Xiao Yang, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the contrary, it was Xiao Yang who spoke first, his eyes firm, "My lord, you don't have to say anything, no, it's useless what you say, I will definitely go!"

When Meng Ying heard this, she didn't respond. It took a long time before she spoke, so long that Xiao Yang thought he had fallen asleep.

He only replied with two words, "Yeah, okay."

After solving these things, Meng Ying suddenly seemed to be exhausted. He wanted to stand up, but slumped down on the chair.

Helpless, he had no choice but to stretch his hand towards Xiao Yang and said, "Xiao Yang, give me a hand."

Xiao Yang felt extremely uncomfortable when he saw that the face of the man who would never show fatigue was full of exhaustion at this moment.

"Your Majesty..." He helped Meng Ying walk towards the bed, choked with sobs, and tried to comfort him.

But she was interrupted by Meng Ying raising her hand, "Go and have a rest, you can still sleep for an hour..."

The night near dawn is noisy.

There is a diligent rooster who urges people to face the rising sun.

The morning sun sheds its radiance, singing that every inch of time is worth every inch of gold.

But Chaoyang doesn't know that in this night that has not yet passed, some people have not yet had time to close their eyes, and some have not yet had time to rest their hearts.

And some feelings fade into the night and never see the light of day.