Author: Yu Yuan Guiyu

When Wen Mo heard Yue Huan's words, a trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes, "Go home."

"Going back to the home I haven't been to for a long time."

Wen Mo glanced at Yue Jue, who was always paying attention to Yue Huan, and couldn't help but ask a silly question.

"Qiqi, tell me, my family will miss me as much as your father and brother miss you?"

Yue Jue's love for Yue Huan really doesn't seem to come from the royal family.

How could the royal brother-sister relationship be so pure and sincere?

"Go home?" Yan Qi's eyes were a little distant.

"Since I'm home, I naturally miss you."

Wen Mo glanced at Yue Huan's indifferent expression, thinking that she was too drunk and didn't know what he was talking about.

He reached out and rubbed her hair, "I hope so."

The look on Wen Mo's face did not show much expectation. His imperial brother was very cold, but he was not as enthusiastic as Yue Jue who expressed his love for Yue Huan.

but--

"Qiqi, when you get home, I can find an antidote for you."

"You must take good care of yourself and wait for me to come back to you, understand?"

He moved the wine glass further away on the table, "Especially this wine, don't drink it anymore."

"Drinking is harmful to your health."

Yan Qi's eyes followed the movement of his hand holding the wine glass, "No discomfort, you can drink."

"Canglan didn't say anything, not drinking."

"Osmanthus wine is delicious."

Wen Mo understood Yue Huan's mindless words.

He smiled at the corners of his lips, "You are quite clever, but don't forget that I am also a doctor, so you have to listen to what I say."

"If you really want to drink, just have a few drinks, but don't get so drunk like you are now."

"After I come back and heal your body, you can do whatever you want."

Yan Qi raised her eyes and looked at Wen Mo. She raised her hand and pinched his face, with a smile on her lips, "Little Yang, I just asked you to help me lie to my father, but I didn't ask you to lie to me."

"I remember, with Qingshan, you said I was going to die."

"It's hopeless."

"How to cure it?"

Yan Qi was silent for a long time, then took his hand away from Wen Mo's face and patted his shoulder lightly.

"Wen Mo, I just want to reassure my father and brother that I know my body well and don't need any white lies."

"Do you understand?"

When she woke up that day, she heard what her father and Cang Lan said.

Furthermore, she is the one who feels the most intuitive way about her body.

She has lost her sense of taste, and now even her vision is almost gone.

On the day Yue Jing died, her eyes briefly became dark.

She thought it was just a serious injury.

But when she woke up in the morning these days, her eyes would always be dark for a while.

Yan Qi finally realized something was wrong.

She is really going blind...

With her illness, she will lose all her senses after she becomes terminally ill, right?

Even if Wen Mo really had a way, it would be too late.

When Wen Mo listened to Yue Huan's words, his heart felt like needles pricking him.

He wished he could beat himself up for being so naked in Qingshan Pass. How could he say such words to Yue Huan?

When those words came out of Yue Huan's mouth, he felt so uncomfortable that he almost died.

How did she accept the fact that she was about to die step by step over the years?

There was deep pain in Wen Mo's eyes, "Qiqi, don't be like this. Those words are nonsense from me and I'm not rigorous enough."

"I asked Divine Doctor Canglan for advice on his method of treating fallen souls, plus my family..."

Wen Mo's words stopped abruptly. How should he introduce his home to Yue Huan?

If she knew that the fallen soul came from his family, she——

Will you blame him?

"...Coupled with the records in my family, I will definitely be able to develop an antidote."

"Qiqi, just give me some time and I can save you, okay?"

Yan Qi looked at the almost stubborn pleading in Wen Mo's eyes, and his eyelashes flickered slightly.

"Wen Mo, I believe you."

"Don't worry, I'm right here, just take your time."

That's all, let him do it.

It’s good to have something to think about.

Anyway, her body is just like this. Believe it or not, she is still in the imperial capital.

Living the final countdown of life.

"Qiqi, have I never told you where I am from?"

Wen Mo looked at Yue Huan's warm and soft appearance, and his voice became hoarse and harsh.

He was suddenly afraid that if Yue Huan knew from others that he was from Northern Qi, and that the poison on her body was closely related to his family, would Yue Huan...

There was a strong impulse in his heart, and he didn't want to lie to her.

Where are you from?

She knows, the Northern Qi royal family.

Wen Mo stared straight into Yue Huan's drunken eyes, ignoring everything.

He took Yue Huan's hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."

Wen Mo stood up with Yue Huan, and almost everyone's eyes fell on them. Ever since Cang Lan said that Wen Mo's medical skills were reliable, Yue Jue had become much less guarded against Wen Mo.

After all, thanks to Wen Mo's careful care along the way.

Emperor Ming just glanced at the two of them lightly, then withdrew his gaze, and continued to smile with Wen Yan.

Only Jiang Qi.

He kept staring at the interaction between Wen Mo and Yue Huan.

They were so close, chatting and laughing, either rubbing their heads or pinching their faces in intimate gestures.

God knows how much he wants to snatch Yue Huan away.

The unnatural flush on Yue Huan's face and her charming and soft look were all noticed by Wen Mo.

Now, Wen Mo even took people away!

How can he sit still?

The cool evening breeze blew away some of the heat on Yan Qi's face.

She looked at Wen Mo's back in a daze, "Little Sun, where are you going?"

"I'm dizzy, can I go again tomorrow?"

Wen Mo's footsteps suddenly stopped, and Yan Qi accidentally bumped into his back.

Now I feel better, my head is even more dizzy.

Yan Qi had no strength in his body, he was so limp that he couldn't even support his body.

Just when she was about to fall to the ground, her body suddenly hung in the air.

She was hugged by Wen Moda.

"Sorry, I'm too nervous."

Why did Wen Mo think he was the drunk person?

He was too anxious to find a secluded place and tell Yue Huan everything about himself.
To be continued...