My host is the Queen of Prophecy

Chapter 843 Only Your Blood Can Save His Life (35)

"The princess has been in a coma for two days and two nights. When she was sent here, her whole body was covered in blood, and even her breath was very weak. Fortunately, we brought enough high-grade medicine... Otherwise, the princess' fever will not go away, and it will be a disaster. Ah..."

Chitose raised his right hand and touched his forehead, it was really hot.

It's not that she doesn't have a fever. Every time she uses the prophecy, the fever is particularly severe.

But that fever was different from her current one.

The time is too long, and the loss of vitality is too great.

"Two days?" Chitose frowned tightly: "Where is your majesty? How is his health these two days?"

Wan'er was startled, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

It seems that when her princess is asleep, she can also know what happened in the previous and later courts.

"The king hasn't recovered from the cold since the last time, and the imperial doctor has used various medicines, but he is still helpless." Wan'er pursed her lips: "In addition to the matter of the prince, I heard that he didn't wake up yesterday... ..."

Chitose nodded, with a calm expression, not surprised at all.

According to the memory of the original owner, Xu Wang should die in a few days.

It seems that what happened to the prince really made him so angry that he brought forward the date of death.

She moved her eyes slightly, and saw a mat full of blood.

"This mat?"

"This cushion was sent here when the princess was sent here, and the father-in-law who sent it told us to dispose of it as soon as possible, so that no one else can see it." Wan'er sniffed twice: "I don't think there is such a cushion, Wan'er You may not see the princess anymore."

Although Wan'er cried a bit too miserably, Chitose knew it very well.

A man in his prime might not be able to bear it, let alone her body.

When Xu Wang gave this order, he didn't intend to let her live.

"It should be Tang Concubine who cleared up the relationship and sent someone to find me." Chitose looked at Wan'er: "You should dispose of this thing as soon as possible, so as not to fall into the trap."

"Wan'er understands, Wan'er is going to help the princess heat up the medicine and deal with it."

"Okay." Chitose nodded, closed her eyes and planned to rest for a while.

He seemed to think of something again, and asked a little itchy: "Has he been here?"

"He He?"

"My lord."

Wan'er's eyes trembled, cold sweat broke out unconsciously on her palms, and she swallowed her saliva: "My lord... Your Majesty's condition has been very bad these past few days, and the crown prince has been deposed again. The lord has been busy with..."

"I see." Chitose sighed softly, and raised a wry smile: "But it's your own fault, why should there be demons in your heart?"

Spring flowers seem to be about to bloom.

Three days later, King Xu died.

Xu Mu ascended the throne logically, and all the people worshiped him.Zhu Sang refused to accept, raised his troops and was captured by Xu Mu in one fell swoop.

Zhu Sang died on the spot with thousands of arrows piercing his heart, while Xu Ci was imprisoned in Dali Temple and placed under house arrest.

No one knew why Xu Mu didn't kill him, but he just spared his life.

Or maybe it's because of brotherhood, or maybe it's because of...

No one knows.

King Xu died, Empress Zhu died violently, and the former prince was placed under house arrest.

During the plagiarism, the entire court changed so fast that no one cared about her at all.

And during this time, what Chitose did the most was eat and drink well.

She wants to take good care of her body, three months have come, and the time for the second feeding of medicine has also come.

It's easy to want to die, but it's hard to want to live.

(End of this chapter)