Reborn to choose a husband, I will lead the deposed prince to seize my ex-husband’s kingdom

All the silver needles fell down and pierced the meridians of Xie Qingyao's chest and limbs. Xu Mingyue's face was soaked with sweat.

He took out the handkerchief from his sleeve, and as soon as he spread it out, he saw that the light purple handkerchief was dyed bright red.

Xu Mingyue stood up from the soft stool and looked down at her miserable state.

In fact, her current appearance is not much better than Xie Qingyao.

The blood-stained handkerchief must not be used again. Xu Mingyue glanced at the neatly stacked purple handkerchiefs beside Xie Qingyao's pillow.

He reached out and picked up the handkerchief and used it to wipe all the sweat off his face.

The handkerchief in her hand showed a little moisture. Xu Mingyue thought for a while and put the wet handkerchief into her sleeve.

Looking at the gradually deepening light purple and light red on Xie Qingyao's sickly white skin, Xu Mingyue said: "Bring up the hot water and cloth towels."

Wei Fulu led a group of servants, carrying several basins of hot water and piles of cloth towels on the plate and waiting beside Xu Mingyue, ready to obey Xu Mingyue's instructions.

A slight cough came from Xie Qingyao's throat, and slowly, a trace of blood flowed down the corner of Xie Qingyao's mouth.

Xu Mingyue rubbed the silver needle with one hand and warned: "Eunuch Wei, he likes to be clean. Don't let him be stained with blood."

"The slave obeys."

Wei Fulu held a hot handkerchief in one hand to wipe the blood from the corner of Xie Qingyao's mouth, and took a clean handkerchief from the boy's hand to replace it.

With sharp eyesight and quick hands, he changed the bloody handkerchief one after another, trying not to stain Xie Qingyao with a trace of blood.

Seeing that the congestion in the meridians was almost gone, Xu Mingyue felt Xie Qingyao's pulse again. It was not until he confirmed that the escaping true energy began to flow along the original meridians that Xu Mingyue's heart settled.

After wiping the moisture off her hands, Xu Mingyue knelt beside Xie Qingyao's bed and pulled out the silver needles from Xie Qingyao's body one by one.

When the last silver needle for pain relief was withdrawn, Xie Qingyao, who was unconscious in bed, frowned slightly and returned to calm in an instant.

Xie Qingyao quickly accepted the pain of burning his body with fire.

He lowered his head and wiped the silver needles that he had not had time to insert into the needle bag, and returned them to their places one by one.

Xie Qingyao in front of him remained silent even though he was in pain and was sweating all over his body and his veins were bulging.

People who have emerged from desperate situations are not qualified to cry out in pain.

Whenever he weakens, countless subordinates will become panicked, and people with ulterior motives will take advantage of him.

After casually dealing with a few breakfast and lunch meals, Xu Mingyue stayed at Xie Qingyao's bedside again, always paying attention to Xie Qingyao's condition.

The soup was ready. Tiantian walked in with the soup: "Girl, the soup is ready."

Xu Mingyue took the decoction from Tiantian's hand, and Wei Fulu skillfully raised Xie Qingyao's body to a height suitable for drinking the medicine.

A specially made palatable spoon scooped the medicinal soup into Xie Qingyao's mouth, but within a moment, it was spat out by the unconscious man.

Not willing to swallow even a drop.

Through the slightly frowning eyebrows, Xu Mingyue could see Xie Qingyao's displeasure.

Xu Mingyue remembered that this man would drink medicine with her without batting an eye in order to coax her to take medicine when she was a child.

I guess it's because life has been so bitter these past few years that I can't even swallow this kind of soup.

Wei Fulu skillfully caught the spit out soup with a handkerchief and explained to Xu Mingyue: "Your Highness has been afraid of hardship since he was a child. In the past years, it took five bowls of soup to feed him one bowl."

It turns out that Xie Qingyao has been afraid of hardship since he was a child.

But Xie Qingyao in his previous life was drinking decoction until the day before his death.

And people like this who can't even bear the pain of soup and medicine now regard pain as nothing.

Xu Mingyue's eyes suddenly turned red.

He raised his head slightly, tears forced back into his eyes.

Xu Mingyue took another spoonful of medicine and coaxed in a low voice: "Xie Qingyao, I only made one bowl of medicine today. You drink it obediently. I will ask them to prepare a few more bowls tonight."

Xu Mingyue thought for a while and then promised: "You will drink the medicine obediently today. When you wake up, I will buy you candied fruits."

The comatose person naturally did not give any reaction, and Wei Fulu did not take Xu Mingyue's words to heart.

If his master could really drink the medicine obediently with just a few candied fruits, the sun would have to come out from the west.

However, when Xu Mingyue fed him a spoonful of soup, Xie Qingyao's Adam's apple rolled.

Not only was the decoction not spit out, but it was swallowed directly by Xie Qingyao.

Wei Fulu took out the handkerchief from Xie Qingyao's chin in disbelief and looked at it carefully, his pupils shaking violently.

Can his master really be coaxed by a few candied fruits?

So it turned out that he used the wrong method before?

Xie Qingyao's cooperation actually did not make Xu Mingyue much happy.

Because Xie Qingyao was originally afraid of hardship.

After finishing the decoction, the sun was already at its peak.

Looking through the screen at his parents who had stayed up for nearly two days and one night outside the house, he turned to look at Xie Qingyao, who was unconscious, with tight lips and a serious expression.

If Xie Qingyao is already awake, she can naturally leave directly and come back to Prince Xian's Mansion for pulse diagnosis when the time comes.

But the reality is that Xie Qingyao is now powerless to fight back.

Thinking of the ten lingering flavors of poison entangled in Xie Qingyao's body, Xu Mingyue made an extremely bold decision.

Standing up and crossing the screen, Xu Mingyue said:

"Dad, aunt, second brother, Prince Xian's Mansion is quite far away from our home, and it seems that no one lives in the house next door to us. Why don't we spend some money to buy it and let him live next door, so I can go and give it to him?" It’s also much more convenient to see a doctor.”

Xu Jian spit out all the tea he had just put in his mouth because of these words.

Not long ago, he clearly didn't think so.

How could his daughter treat someone well and pay for a house to go there?

"Yaoyao makes sense."

Chen Shu only left such a single seedling. Even if it was just for Chen Shu, Lin Yan couldn't leave the unconscious Xie Qingyao in Prince Xian's Mansion on the outskirts of Beijing.

Lin Yan nodded, and Xu Jian's subconscious rejection words were immediately turned around and stuffed back into his stomach.

Xu Jian cleared his throat and said solemnly: "Yaoyao has received the emperor's order to come here to treat the wise king, so we should be a little more attentive."

"Lang Geer, when you return home later, you can buy the house."

"Okay, Dad."

Xu Minglang was extremely happy to do this.

Men are indeed unreliable these days. If Xu Mingyue gets married in the future, Xie Qingyao will feel that it would be shameful to live in Wangshu Tower, so living in the house next door is also a good choice.

Just separated by a courtyard wall, the three brothers would arrange for people to take turns working beside the wall in the future.

Whenever Xu Mingyue speaks louder, the three brothers can attack him with knives.

Xu Minglang felt that the Xu family was really too reasonable.

Even Xie Qingyao's face was taken into consideration.

Xie Qingyao really had to accumulate blessings for eight lifetimes before he could meet their Xu family.