Your Majesty, don't worry

He didn't eat for a day and a night, and he was worried all night because of Su Qingbai's sudden disappearance. When he suddenly learned that Su Qingbai would not live for long, Qi Yan only felt the roar in his head one after another.

It took a long time to hear Su Qingbai call him: "Qi Yan, where is my chicken? Lu Chan, where is my water?"

Su Qingbai was sitting at the table wearing only a thin shirt, and kept knocking on the table.When Qi Yan walked in, Su Qingbai turned her head and gave him a faint smile.The powerless smile on his pale face made Qi Yan's heart ache.

He pushed the porridge to Su Qingbai in a daze, and said, "Eat some light food first."

He asked again carefully: "Are you poisoned?"

Su Qingbai avoided the topic, looked at the porridge, and said, "Is it hot? Take a bite first."

Su Qingbai fed Qi Yan one mouthful, another mouthful, and a whole half a bowl of porridge.

"It still looks hot."

"Are you poisoned?" Qi Yan didn't give up, and returned to the topic.

"Yes." Seeing that she couldn't hide it, Su Qingbai said, "When I was arrested by the gangster that day, I was stabbed in the heart, and there was poison on the knife." He glanced at Qi Yan's expression and continued. , "My bones are not good at all. The one brought out from the womb is not good. It doesn't matter whether the poison is cured or not. You can't die if you die, and you can live soon. It doesn't matter whether you are poisoned or not."

Instead of letting Qi Yan think wildly in fear, it's better to open up and speak.Everyone knew that the young prince of Northern Xinjiang was lingering on the sick bed and was half dead. He was so sick that he hadn't got out of bed for the past ten years. Qi Yan didn't know, maybe he didn't expect Su Qingbai to live a long life.

Su Qingbai leaned forward and licked a grain of rice from the corner of Qi Yan's mouth, put aside the heavy words, and said, "It tastes good."

Before he thought about it carefully, he felt his body lighten, and he was carried to the bed by Qi Yan.

"Feeling warm and thinking about lust, I'm talking about you, Your Majesty."

Qi Yan took off Su Qingbai's thin shirt without saying a word, kissed his forehead, and said in a trembling voice: "You are not allowed to die... If you dare to die, I will dig your grave and sit by your grave every day, so that you can die." You must not be clean."

"Can't the emperor do something good?"

"What kind of thing is a good thing?"

"Let me be on top of things."

Qi Yan: "..." He always has a heart that wants to fight back.

"Su Qingbai." This was the first time Qi Yan called his name seriously.

Su Qingbai raised her eyes and held Qi Yan's face in her hands and gave a serious "hmm".

"Su Qingbai, from now on, you stay with me and I stay with you, okay?"

Seeing that he was suddenly so serious, Su Qingbai was silent for a moment, and replied with one word, "Okay."

The gauze curtain on the bed was slowly lowered, and Su Qingbai's long hair flowed on the pillow like splashed ink.Qi Yan leaned beside him, kissed him, and was afraid of touching his wound, so he hugged him and turned him over, letting Su Qingbai lay on his chest.

"Not kissing anymore?" Su Qingbai raised her head, looking at Qi Yan with misty eyes.

"Huh?" Qi Yan was slightly surprised, why was he so active today, his face would blush and bleed when he touched him, so he should do this kind of thing more, and he will get used to it more.

Qi Yanyang raised the corner of his mouth and gently stroked his back with a hand.

Su Qingbai fiddled with Qi Yan's hair, smelled the faint fragrance of his body, and felt warm and crisp all over. She didn't sleep all night last night, and now there is a big warm hand rubbing her back, which is extremely comfortable.

Qi Yan is also a slow person, and he didn't dare to be reckless with Su Qingbai. When he rubbed the bottom, Su Qingbai was already half asleep and half awake.

"Ah...uh..."

Su Qingbai was startled suddenly, raised her head and looked at Qi Yan with dissatisfaction.