Comprehensive Qiong Yao's Crimson Love

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Qi Yao was lying on the bed, his face was pale, he was unconscious, the dagger was still stuck in his back.Zhao Jia Xune had already cut off the clothes around the wound, and the maids pressed the wound around with handkerchiefs.

"Your Majesty, this servant needs someone to help hold Twelve Elder Brother's head and press down his upper body, so as not to move his body when he draws the knife!" Zhao Jia Xu Mi said while inspecting the wound.

"I'm here." Qianlong stepped forward, hugged Qi Yao in his arms, and made Qi Yao lie on his chest.

"Your Majesty, blood will splash out when you draw the knife later, do you think it's someone else?" Zhao Jia Xune asked nervously.

"I'm here." Qianlong's voice trembled slightly, but with unquestionable firmness.

Zhao Jia Xu Mi has no choice but to follow the emperor.He calmed himself down, firmly grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, and pulled it out forcefully.

When the dagger was pulled out, scarlet blood spurted out, hot, and even splashed onto Qianlong's face.Qianlong felt an unprecedented fear in his heart, inexplicably, he felt that this warm blood still carried vigorous vitality, which belonged to the life of twelve.

"Quick, press it!" Zhao Jia Xu Mi knew it was not good when he saw the blood spurting, and quickly ordered the maid who was pressing the veil, "Press hard, press hard!" Seeing that the maid didn't understand, Zhao Jia · Xune didn't even care about other things, pushed the maid aside, and pressed the wound herself.

"Bring the golden sore medicine!" While pressing it, he shouted loudly, "There is still white silk, hurry up!"

Zhao Jia Xune was very disturbed by the bloodbath of Twelve Elder Brothers.Soon a maid handed him the golden sore medicine and white silk, Zhao Jia Xune applied the golden sore medicine on the wound, and then wrapped up the wound with the white silk, watching the snow-white silk cloth being quickly dyed red , Zhao Jia Xune's heart sank to the bottom bit by bit-if the blood couldn't stop, when the blood flowed too much, Twelve Elder Brothers would definitely die.

"Xu Mi, tell me the truth, will the twelfth meeting be okay?" At this time, Qianlong's quiet voice spread.

Zhao Jia Xune opened and closed her mouth for a while, and finally knelt down, lying on the ground: "Slave...incompetent..."

Hearing his answer, Qianlong hugged Qi Yao's arm tightly—would the child in his arms leave him like this?Just sleep like this without waking up, no matter how he calls and doesn't respond?

No, I don't want it!I don't allow it!

He couldn't bear the absence of Twelve's breath in the days to come, he couldn't bear the body in his arms slowly turning from warm to cold, he couldn't bear that the child couldn't grow up before he grew up...

He couldn't stand it.

Twelve, my twelve...

The sadness in his heart instantly swept through his whole body, and every meridian in his body was covered with a chill.

Twelve, my twelve!

Closing his eyes weakly, Qianlong felt that his eye sockets, which had been dry for a long time, seemed to be moist again.

Twelve, wake up, okay...

Qi Yao was dreaming.

This is a long, long dream.

From his birth as Lee Chun Hee, he grew up little by little, and died.

Then it was his growth as Qiyao, from noble son to baron, from viscount to earl, from marquis to duke, and finally became a prince, inherited "Qi", and became Qiyao.

Then came the days after becoming a prince, staying in the tenth prince's castle every day, watching all kinds of ambiguities between Qu San and Si Shi, listening to Wu Bai's complaints about various novels, comics, and TV movies, and watching Fei Jiu use his angel His face deceives the believers... A life of doing nothing, but with a little happiness.

Then this kind of life was subverted, Shi Xun's betrayal, Fei Jiu's demise, Bei Lu's struggle... Of course, there was also himself, that rainy day, that bloody battle.

Then, he suddenly became the twelfth elder brother during the Qianlong period, Aixinjueluo Yongzheng, and the background was the Qiong Yaowen that Wu Bai had once complained about.The stern but loving Queen Mother, the disgusting and kind-faced Nurse Rong, the loyal but talkative Xiao Linzi, the deeply obsessed Erdemo in her heart... the fifth uncle who pretends to be indifferent, shrewd but still The boyish Eleventh Brother, the gentle and black-bellied Haoxiang, the playful Duolong who doesn't do anything bad, the arrogant but cute Fukang'an...

Also, Huang Ama...

Domineering, serious, inconspicuous, ruthless, tender, soft, cold...

The final picture was fixed on the dazzling knife light.

Emma...

All emotions are gradually becoming flat, Qi Yao's body is getting colder and colder, his skin is getting paler, so transparent that the blue meridians can almost be seen.

Boom—boom————————————

The heartbeat became slow and weak little by little, and the breathing became long and weak little by little.

The feeling of death, so clear.

This is the second time that Qi Yao has faced death so closely. The last time was when Li Chunxi died, he felt his heartbeat and breathing weakened a little bit, until finally it stopped completely...

-------------------- I am the dividing line for Qi Yao to come back to life --------------------

It was midnight when Qi Yao woke up.After waking up, Qi Yao was pleasantly surprised to find that he had become a blood prince again, and all his strength had been restored.

Is it because he died again?

Qi Yao touched the white silk bandage on his body, thinking irresponsibly.

What's a little troublesome is that because of becoming a prince-rank blood family again, the wound on his back has completely healed, and there is no scar left.In order to conceal his identity, Qi Yao had no choice but to mobilize the cells in his body to recreate an identical wound on the original wound that had disappeared.

"twelve……"

A low murmur came, Qi Yao looked around, and unexpectedly saw Qianlong crouching beside the bed!Seeing Qianlong lying on his stomach extremely awkwardly, a certain place in Qi Yao's heart was touched.

"Huang Ama..." Qi Yao whispered with a hoarse voice, "Huang Ama..."

"Huh?" Qianlong vaguely heard someone calling him in a daze, opened his eyes with some difficulty, but saw Twelve on the bed looking at him with bright eyes, "Twelve, are you awake?!"

His heart was instantly filled with an almost ecstatic emotion, Qianlong straightened up, moved to Qi Yao's side, and held the child lying on the bed in his arms: "Twelve, you finally woke up! You fell asleep For three whole days and three nights, Ama was really afraid that you would never..." Wake up...

Being hugged tightly, Qi Yao slightly frowned, thinking, if I'm really hurt, I'll definitely die if I'm hugged by you like this, okay?

"Huang Ama, water..." The dry voice seemed to remind Qianlong how thirsty he was.

Hearing Qi Yao's voice, Qianlong was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and quickly shouted outside: "Gao Wuyong!"

"The servant is here!" Gao Wuyong was falling into a drowsy sleep, when he heard Qianlong's cry, he woke up jolted and trotted into the room.

"Bring water to Elder Brother Twelve!" Qianlong raised his head and ordered.

"Hey!" So Eunuch Gao picked up the teapot on the table, poured tea into a white porcelain cup, and walked to the bedside holding the cup.

"Go and call Xu Mi." Qianlong took the cup, handed it to Qi Yao's mouth, and fed him clumsily.

"Hey!" So Eunuch Gao withdrew—Long live lord, you didn't even have time to attend to the late emperor when he was seriously ill. Your feeding water like this is wrong!

"Ahem..." Even though Qianlong was very careful, Qi Yao was choked and coughed immediately.Coughing and coughing became more and more heart-piercing, the wound on the back was pulled, and blood overflowed again.

Qianlong was a little at a loss, wanted to pat him but suddenly remembered the injury on his body, he didn't know what to do for a while.

Coughing for a while, finally stopped, Qi Yao quietly leaned against Qianlong's arms, even though he became an eternally cold blood again, he still felt a little warmth.