My harem is on fire

Yan Junyue, who was in a coma, hated Shen Junzhao to death.

If it wasn't for this guy, why would Yongli be so sad?If it wasn't for that guy's self-righteousness, how could Yongli have no interest in life?

This scourge should have died long ago, so she would not let Yongli go with him.

Who knew that opening eyes...

A mouthful of old blood clogged Yan Junyue's chest, almost suffocating her to death again.

She has never hated anyone in her life, and finally hated someone, how could it be her own brother!

Yan Junyue's head was buzzing, and when he thought of Shen Junzhao's death, his hands and feet were even colder: "This... really..."

She turned around and tore off Shen Junzhao's clothes, revealing the shocking wound on the snow-white chest.

Yongli took a light breath.

He had never dared to look at the wound for so many days. It seemed that as long as he didn't look at it, Shen Junzhao would not be injured, and Shen Junzhao would wake up again.

At this time, it suddenly jumped into his eyes, and he only felt that his eyes were dark, his heart was congealed, and it was difficult to breathe.

Yan Junyue looked around and asked, "Monk, where is your sword?"

Zi Nan frowned: "What is Miss Yan going to do?"

Yan Junyue seemed to think of something, and took out a short knife from Zinan's arms - Yongli talked to her every day when she was asleep, and told her everything, she had a very good memory.

Leng Buding was robbed of his weapon, Zinan was very surprised, he was not worried that Yan Junyue would hurt Yongli, he was just surprised that Yan Junyue was so sharp.

Of course Yan Junyue would not hurt Yongli, she cut her wrist, and blood gushed out.

Yongli was shocked: "Sister Yue, what are you doing!"

He was terrified of this scene. In the middle of the night, Shen Junzhao stabbed his arm with a knife in his dream. Seeing Yan Junyue hurting himself at this time, his nerves inevitably tensed up.

Yan Junyue's whitewashed wrist hung on Shen Junzhao's chest, letting the blood drip, and resisting the pain, said: "Save him."

Just these two words, just two words, Yongli, who had been ignorant for nearly a month, suddenly sobered up.

He was afraid that he heard it wrong, that he was dreaming: "Save... save..."

Zi Nan quickly pressed his back and stabilized his pulse.

Yongli's current body cannot bear any emotional fluctuations.Great sorrow and great joy can kill him.

Yongli was stronger than Zinan imagined. Although his heart was beating extremely fast and his breathing was short of breath, he didn't have the slightest intention of falling down: "Sister Yue, can you save him? Can you save him..."

The last sentence is full of crying, like a child who is terrified, and terrified is dreaming.

Yan Junyue felt sorry for him: "If he is my own brother, I can save him myself."

Yongli was stunned.

Yan Junyue didn't have time to explain, so she poured all her own blood along Shen Junzhao's wound.

She asked Zi Nan: "How long has he been like this?"

Zi Nan hurriedly said, "One month."

Yan Junyue frowned: "It's been so long..."

As she spoke, she cut her other wrist and continued bleeding.

Yongli came back to his senses and said anxiously: "Sister Yue, will you..."

Yan Junyue's heart warmed, and she looked at him: "Fool."

Yongli stared at her: "You finally woke up, I can't let you..."

Yan Junyue flicked his eyebrows and said: "I didn't die three years ago, so how can it be a hindrance to let some blood?"

The Yan people are a miracle.

Yongli has never been more grateful for this miracle than he is now.

Yan Junyue's blood flowed into Shen Junzhao's heart. There was no blood spilling out for a long time, and the wound like a deep hole slowly turned red.It wasn't that it was stained red by Yan Junyue's blood, but that the wound spontaneously overflowed with blood.

Zinan stared at this scene dumbfounded.

After all, Yan Junyue lost too much blood, and his complexion turned pale: "The monk passed on some internal strength to him!"

Zi Nan woke up with a start, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to press Shen Junzhao's lower abdomen.

The cold skin has a slight temperature, and the lifeless meridians have life. It should have been buried in the ground... It was really dragged back from hell!

This is the Yan people?

How could he be so powerful!

Seeing that the wound "lived", Yan Junyue felt relieved: "He is indeed my brother."

Only twin brothers and sisters of the same father and mother can continue their lives with each other's blood.

The body fluid of the Yan people can heal even foreigners, and it is even more effective for those close to them.In fact, the blood of the Yan people also has a strong healing effect on others, but if they are not blood relatives, they will have a strong rejection reaction.

Even members of the Yan tribe couldn't bear it, let alone a foreigner with less physical fitness.

Yan Junyue fed Shen Junzhao with blood, because she was sure that he was her own brother.

Besides, so what, a dead horse is a living horse doctor.

Even though he is his own younger brother, Yan Junyue still feels pain in his heart when he thinks of what he did with such a brain.

So what about my younger brother, this bastard is not worthy of Yong Ali!

My sister was very angry and the consequences were serious.

How could Yongli know these things, he didn't even bother to ask about his siblings, he just stared at Shen Junzhao eagerly, kept testing his pulse and breath.

Yes, it really has breath.

Shen Junzhao is not dead!

The emotions that surged up at this moment are indescribable, even if the curling jug burst, the winter snow melted, everything revived, and a hundred flowers bloomed, it was not as joyful as Yongli felt.

Zi Nan was afraid that he would run out of energy, so he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, take care of your body, don't wait for Xiang Xiang to wake up, but you fall down."

Yongli was full of strength: "No, I'm fine, I'm fine, I..."

This is incoherent with joy.

It's hard for Zi Zi to calm down, but at this time, the tip of his nose is also sour, and his heart is full of mixed feelings.

After staying with him for this month, I realized what Yongli had gone through.

Flowers bloom in despair, really like a dream.

Life is so impermanent that monks only sigh that it is difficult to enter Buddhism.

Yongli slept for three days and three nights.

He was already exhausted, and he had suffered from heat poisoning countless times, but his heart ached unbearably, and he forgot the pain of flesh and blood.

Now knowing that Shen Junzhao is expected to wake up, those suppressed severe pains came up all over his head, and he couldn't resist it.

Zi Nan transmitted internal energy to him day and night, and Li Qing took care of him every step of the way.

He didn't know that Shen Junzhao was about to wake up, and he didn't know what happened. He only hoped that Yongli could live well.

Dayong needs Yongli, the people need Emperor Yuanyao, and the peace of a hundred generations needs to be created by Mingjun and Xianzhu.

When Yongli fell asleep, Yan Junyue took care of Shen Junzhao in the secret room.

With her blood, Shen Junzhao's wounds healed extremely quickly.

In fact, his injuries were heavier than those of Yan Junyue three years ago, both poisonous and fatal, not to mention ordinary people, even the most powerful Yan people can only die.

Fortunately, Yan Junyue woke up, and fortunately, Yan Junyue was his own sister.

Yan Junyue stared at him with complicated emotions.

Of the two siblings, one followed his father and the other followed his mother.

She was born exactly like her father, and Shen Junzhao was born exactly like her mother. They were clearly siblings, yet they had no similarities at all.

Oh, but they all have a good appearance in the worldly sense.

It's just that this child has such an extreme temperament!

Although Yan Junyue was in a coma, she had listened too much.

Yong Li loved to talk to her—the depression of the two years, the joy after being together, the despair after Shen Junzhao's death—she knew it better than anyone else.

The more I know, the more distressed I am.

Although Yongli deceived Shen Junzhao three years ago and went to the battlefield alone to die, but at that time they were only fifteen or sixteen, how could they have the mental experience they have now?

Shen Junzhao is about to reach the crown, how can he be so childish!

Is it worth it to sacrifice your life for those mundane things?

He has been by Yong'ali's side for ten years, so why doesn't he know what he really wants?

The so-called single-mindedness is good for Yongli, but he doesn't even know what Yongli wants, so how can he entrust him for life!

After thinking about it, Yan Junyue felt that even her own younger brother had to learn a lesson.

If you are so stubborn, you may cause some catastrophe in the future.

Their Yan clan's life is tough, but Yong Ali is very delicate!