After I left, the devil was distraught

Seeing Ember leave, Yun Cheng dared to cry.

He anxiously supported Xueqiong to stand up from the ground, poured a glass of water to the young man's mouth in a hurry: "Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, rinse with saliva..."

Xueqiong shook her head and pushed away the tea cup that Yun Cheng handed over.

He just closed his eyes in pain, letting the tears in the corners of his eyes rage...

No one knows whether those tears are caused by uncomfortable vomiting or sadness.

----

Naturally, no one dared to disobey the order of the demon king, so Xue Qiong never saw any food since that day, but she still got half a bowl of blood every day.

Even though he was a demon, he couldn't help tormenting like this. On the third day, he didn't even have the strength to get out of bed.

Yun Cheng once tried to steal some food for his master, but unfortunately he was discovered by other demon servants before he even entered the kitchen, and the final result was that even he was deprived of the right to eat.

But after all, he is much better than Xueqiong, and he still has the strength to serve by the bedside.

Seeing his master getting weaker day by day, Yun Cheng was deeply worried, but there was nothing he could do. He wanted to beg Yu Jin, but Xue Qiong stopped him.

Finally, after Xue Qiong couldn't bear it and fell into a coma, Yun Cheng could no longer calm down, and desperately ran to the main hall where Ember was located, begging desperately.

"Your Majesty, I beg you, take back that order, the young master will not be able to hold on..."

"The master was not feeling well that day, he didn't spit out the food you fed on purpose, my lord, please, Yun Cheng kowtowed to you, the young master passed out..."

The next moment, there was a sound in the room.

The door was opened inward, and Ember strode up to Yun Cheng, her phoenix eyes narrowed and she asked in a cold voice, "What did you just say?"

Yun Chengsheng was so frightened that he stopped sobbing, and he stammered and replied: "Slave, the slave is saying that the master didn't vomit on purpose, he vomited on you—"

Ember interrupted Yun Cheng, and asked again eagerly: "I am asking you what happened to Xueqiong?"

"Young master, he passed out..." Yun Cheng replied with red eyes.

Ember stared straight at Yun Cheng's eyes with downcast eyes, as if she wanted to find a trace of lying in those eyes.

But Yun Cheng's eyes were full of fear, trepidation and worry, but he never dodged in the slightest.

This shows that Yun Cheng didn't lie, that person really fainted.

But isn't he a demon?But it was only three days of starvation, how could it be so unbearable to the point of coma?

Ember's heart froze for no reason, and she raised her foot and walked towards the side hall.

----

The boy on the couch had his eyes closed tightly, and it seemed that even his lips had lost all color. He hadn't seen him for three days, but he looked thinner than the last time we met, and even the ups and downs of his breathing seemed extraordinarily weak.

He clearly just wants him to know his mistakes, and just wants him to stop treating him with that attitude.

But why... would it become like this?

"Go get the magic doctor." Ember's hands clenched into fists subconsciously, and there was an urgency in his tone that he hadn't noticed.

On that day, he agreed to Yu Jin's request. The magic doctor had been busy researching and developing new medicines these days in order to save his life, and he almost didn't leave the door. Naturally, he didn't know what kind of moth had appeared in the magic palace.

So when he was dragged to Shura Palace by Yun Cheng, he was really shocked when he saw the young man.

He remembered that the last time he met the Demon Lord, he clearly cared about the Demon Queen, but in just three days, the Demon Lord tossed the Demon Queen to such a weak point.

Although he was extremely surprised in his heart, he didn't dare to show it on his face. After all, the Demon Lord was on the verge of fury at this time, and he would not rush to find death if he was as witty as he was.

After a hasty diagnosis and treatment, the magic doctor prescribed a bunch of medicines. Under Ember's sharp eyes, he carefully left the doctor's order.

"Your Majesty, Her Majesty the Empress is too weak, and suffers from depression and excessive worry. In addition, frequent blood collection will lead to fainting. The old minister has already prescribed a recuperation prescription for His Majesty, and it will be cooked later. You will wake up soon after drinking it."

"...It's just...just..." After struggling for a moment, the magic doctor continued as if he was going all out: "It's just that Her Royal Highness the Queen of the Devil may not be able to bear the stimulation in a short time, Otherwise, it will make things worse, I'm afraid it will be more than fainting..."

Hearing this, Ember's face turned ugly almost instantly.

He suppressed the irritability in his heart, and waved his hand in displeasure to signal the magic doctor to back down: "Get lost."

"Yes, the old minister will leave." The magic doctor saluted respectfully, then turned around and waved to Yun Cheng, "Follow me to get the medicine."

Yun Cheng nodded, looked anxiously at the boy on the bed, and followed the magic doctor out.

The dormitory was quiet, and Ember let go of her fists a little dejectedly and sat down on the edge of the bed.

He frowned, reached out his hand to touch the chapped corner of the young man's lips with complex eyes, and said to himself: "You just... despise me?"

"As long as you come here and admit your mistake, how can I really let you starve for three days?"

"But why are you so stubborn? Why don't you just smile at me like you used to? Why don't you just give in..."

----

Yun Cheng was in a hurry to decoct the medicine, and he didn't even care about burning a blister the size of an almond on his hand. As soon as the medicine was finished, he hurriedly carried it back to the side hall.

Unexpectedly, Ember was still there. Facing the man's sharp gaze, he flinched in fear, and whispered tremblingly: "Your Majesty, the young master's medicine..."

"Yeah." Ember didn't say much, got up and gave up the seat beside the bed and said calmly, "Feed him the medicine."

Yun Cheng hurriedly nodded and stepped forward to feed his young master the medicine, but after trying for a long time, he still didn't feed a single drop, his eyes turned red with anxiety, and the hand holding the medicine bowl began to tremble,

"Young master, open your mouth to drink the medicine, don't scare the servant..." Yun Cheng's voice choked up, and fear gradually appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this, Ember clenched her fists almost subconsciously.

He frowned and said in a hoarse voice: "Get out of the way, I am here to feed you."

Yun Cheng was stunned, wiped off the medicine stains on the boy's face, and then carefully handed the bowl to Ember.

Ember sat down by the bed again, took the medicine bowl and took a sip without hesitation.

The next moment, he suddenly leaned over and kissed the boy's lips, and began to put the medicine into the boy's mouth bit by bit.

After repeated several times, finally all the medicine was fed into Xueqiong's mouth.

Yun Cheng's eyes widened in shock, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

After feeding the medicine, Ember casually put the medicine bowl on the small table aside and didn't speak any more, just silently watched by the bed, with a complicated look in her eyes that she had never seen before.