His pair of beautiful phoenix eyes stared directly at Ye Luan.
Xiao Chizhan’s eyes were fierce. He directly grabbed Ye Luan’s arm and pulled her into his embrace.
The atmosphere between them spread strangely, a chilling coldness filling the room.
Ye Luan was almost tripped by his strong pull. She rolled her eyes speechlessly and didn't struggle, letting him hold her.
"Cough, cough—"
At this moment, Lu Feibo suddenly coughed violently.
He spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his half-supported body crashed onto the couch, making him faint.
This scene happened too quickly.
"Jingzhi!"
"Senior Brother!"
In her urgency, Ye Luan broke free from Xiao Chizhan and rushed to the couch. She picked up a set of silver needles and began to insert them into his acupoints.
Xie Beihan raised an eyebrow, "Stop fussing, he only has a couple of days left."
"Oh, does His Highness the Crown Prince wish for the young lord to die?"
"Young Master Li, has your injury from our parting at Shan Guan healed?"
Annoyed by his sarcasm, Li Qiongyu snorted and nudged Xiao Chizhan with his elbow, "Wait outside."
The medicinal smell in this room was suffocating him.
Xiao Chizhan ignored him, his cold and bloodthirsty eyes fixed fiercely on Ye Luan, who was inserting needles.
Had he made a mistake? Should he not have indulged her like this?
If she were locked by his side, she would be his alone.
"Why is His Highness looking so fierce? It's as if he wants to devour the young lady."
A mocking voice came from behind. Xiao Chizhan’s eyes turned sinister as he kicked out backward.
Xie Beihan was startled and quickly dodged, drawing his firearm.
The next second, a blade sliced through flesh, and a sharp killing intent followed. The firearm in his hand was knocked away.
The black muzzle of the gun pointed directly at him.
Xie Beihan showed no fear and sneered, "Do you dare to kill me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, with a bang, a bullet hit Xie Beihan's left shoulder.
"Xiao Chizhan!" Li Qiongyu cried out anxiously, quickly blocking him, "Are you insane? You can't kill him now."
The commotion was too great, and Ye Luan turned her head in shock.
"I'm warning you one last time, if you dare to covet her again, I will take your life!"
The firearm slid down, pressing against Xie Beihan's heart.
His voice was cold and ruthless, filled with killing intent.
"The next shot will be here."
Xie Beihan clutched his wound and coldly pushed away the icy firearm.
"Shoot if you want to shoot."
Ye Luan's breath hitched in fear. She quickly looked at Xiao Chizhan, seeing the undisguised killing intent in his eyes, and was horrified.
She quickly withdrew her needles and ran over to pull him, "Your Highness."
She was scared, truly scared of these two.
They were making a scene and fighting inappropriately.
Lu Feibo was on the verge of death, and they were shooting in his sickroom. She couldn't take a breath, wanting to kill these two fools.
She cautiously reached out to pull him, slowly taking the firearm from his hand.
Xiao Chizhan lowered his gaze, his red pupils filled with a familiar terrifying bloodlust that struck Ye Luan's heart.
The hand holding the firearm trembled.
Xiao Chizhan was still that madman!
He had never changed, never.
His changes in the past few days were all false, all a pretense.
For some reason, Ye Luan felt endless disappointment and sadness welling up in her heart.
She quickly suppressed it and said calmly, "Didn't Bei Qi agree to negotiate peace with Da Liang? Your fighting will only allow other kingdoms to take advantage. Calm down."
Neither of them spoke.
Silence.
An eerie silence.
Ye Luan felt extremely uncomfortable. She handed the firearm to Li Qiongyu, breaking the tense atmosphere.
"I'll go and boil the medicine."
Saying that, she picked up the jade box from the table and walked out.
There was no movement behind her in the room.
After coming out, Ye Luan called out to her surroundings, "Qing Luan."
The person immediately appeared.
"Miss Ye, what are your orders?"
"Where are the medicinal herbs your young lord found earlier? Give them all to me and take me to the alchemy room."
Hearing this, Qing Luan hurried to get the herbs for her.
"Miss Ye, can my young lord's illness really be saved?"
Honestly, she no longer had much hope. The Han Dan Zhu was found too late.
When she examined Lu Feibo today, she found that his internal organs were spasming, his limbs were alternately cold and hot, and the disease had spread extensively.
Especially when she secretly lifted his robe, she saw that his abdominal bones were protruding, and his skin surface had developed traces of鬼脸赤斑 (gui lian chi ban - ghost face red spots).
The more Ye Luan thought about it, the paler her face became, and her abdomen felt a dull ache.
A sense of powerlessness spread through her limbs.
She quickened her pace and said, "Let's go, let's hurry and boil the medicine. Let's give it to him first and see the situation."
There were many alchemy rooms in the Wuhui Sect.
Qing Luan led her to a quiet and secluded pharmacy.
"They are all here. Do you need any help?"
"No, you can go out."
Ye Luan stayed in the alchemy room until dark before emerging.
In the eaves of the corridor, a tall and slender figure stood.
The lantern hanging on the corridor pillar shone on him, half-hidden in the dark night. His silhouette was deep and his figure was dim, his expression unreadable.
"Your Highness."
She walked behind him and softly called out.
Xiao Chizhan's originally murderous expression instantly vanished. When he turned around, his eyes softened slightly.
"Is it ready?"
Ye Luan looked at his expression and was momentarily dazed.
Would the unruly and cruel little madman also change for love?
"Luan Luan."
Ye Luan came back to her senses, shook the medicine in her hand, and said, "It's ready."
Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Xiao Chizhan's alluring red pupils. He pulled her to walk out, saying casually, "Can this medicine really cure him?"
Ye Luan had been with him for so long that she could vaguely guess his thoughts.
She glanced at his jade-like profile and said directly, "I don't know how long this medicine can keep him alive."
"Your Highness, it is difficult enough for some people to simply stay alive."
"What? Are you afraid I'll kill him?"
He stopped, his tone carrying a hint of sarcasm.
Ye Luan pursed her lips, remaining silent.
Xiao Chizhan's inner cruelty and ferocity surged uncontrollably to his chest. He narrowed his red pupils slightly, gently kneading her palm, his voice tender yet chilling.
"Don't worry, I promised I wouldn't do anything that would upset you."
"Your Highness's words are as good as gold. I naturally trust Your Highness's character."
As Ye Luan spoke, she responded by squeezing his hand.
Xiao Chizhan was somewhat surprised by her action, his back trembling slightly, his fingers curling.
She had always disliked his closeness, yet for Lu Feibo, she was actively responding to him.
Xiao Chizhan's heart churned with卑劣阴险 (bēi liè yīn xiǎn - base and insidious) thoughts. He desperately wanted to ask her, "If he were to kill Lu Feibo, would she sleep with him?"
"Luan Luan."
He suddenly leaned down and called her in a tender, lingering whisper.
Ye Luan's heart skipped a beat. She looked up to speak, but suddenly, with a sharp sound, her head bumped directly into his chin.
A muffled groan came.
Startled, she quickly looked at his chin, "Are you okay?"
"It hurts—"