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There are always so many coincidences in the world.

When he heard that Xiaoyu showed signs of having an abortion, he was momentarily at a loss. Looking at the expression in her eyes, he composed himself and asked, "Did you tell Master?"

asked XII.

"Not yet." Seventeen frowned with worry. Before the princess passed out, she kept warning her again and again, but did she really not want to tell the ninth prince about such a big thing?

Twelfth Prince listened and nodded to himself. The princess was sometimes terrifyingly calm. Even if the ninth prince knew about it now, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it. It might even cause his illness to worsen.

"Since you didn't say it, then don't say it." 12 casually said. When he said those words, he had already shouldered all the responsibility.

When Yao Meng Chen saw Yao Qingcheng, he couldn't even say a single word.

Was this person in front of him really that little junior sister of his whose personality was like raging fire? Her red clothes were still like the sunset in the horizon, but her eyebrows and eyelashes had already turned completely silver.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen it before?" Yao Qingcheng was still as impatient as before.

"Qingcheng, do you have the confidence to heal Master Ye's illness?" Yao Meng Chen originally wanted to denounce someone for his crimes, but now he changed his words.

"Even if you can't, you can live a few more years." All the things she had learned in her life, could it be that she wouldn't be able to take back a single life?

Yao Meng Chen looked at Yao Qingcheng's snow-like eyebrows and eyelashes. She had shaved her hair, otherwise, her black hair would have turned into ice and snow.

"Qingcheng, the reason why you didn't let Xiaoyu come was because you wanted to use the reverse snow to go back to the sky to treat Mister Ye?" Yao Meng Chen looked at Qingcheng. Originally, he had always thought that Qingcheng regarded the silver-white object too highly. Even if someone who was seriously ill were to moan and groan in front of her door for ten days and ten nights, she wouldn't show a shred of sympathy even if there was a difference in the amount of silver.

Yao Meng Chen had already faintly guessed that Ye Jiumei's status was not ordinary, but even if he could take a mountain of gold and silver, what could he do with it? Using the reverse snow to go back to the sky would deal a great deal of harm to the person who performed the technique.

In the past, the man she loved deeply had been poisoned by poison, and she had used this poison to turn the other party's poison into her own body. Overnight, her hair had all turned white, and she quickly aged away the man she had saved.

Medicine produced fragrance, which was a book of medicine that briefly introduced these kinds of things. At that time, she was facing her husband who had turned a blind eye to her, and when she consumed the poison, she believed that the medicine would be discovered very soon.

This kind of waiting was torturous, filled with hope and disappointment. In the end, she could have survived, because there was still "going against the will of the heavens". As long as someone was willing to sacrifice themselves for her, then her life would naturally continue.

However, when she saw this book, she hated her elder sister even more. She could have lived, because if there wasn't someone who loved her so dearly, she would still be willing to give up everything for her. Why didn't she say anything?

Yao Qingcheng flipped through the pages of the book when she had nothing to do. Elder sister Sheng Xiang had died, and no one was worth it for her to use "Reverse Snow Returning to the Sky".

However, she couldn't help but look at those few lines of 'go against the snow to go back to the sky' again and again. She always thought that if she went back to before she died, she would use 'go against the snow to go back to the sky to save' her sister.

Yao Qingcheng had never thought that she would ever be able to use a technique that could reverse the snow and turn the sky around to save a living corpse that was lying in a coffin.

"You're not allowed to talk to Xiaoyu." Yao Qingcheng glared at him fiercely.

Yao Meng Chen remained silent. Qingcheng was just like that. She obviously owed him a great favor, but she refused to let him know. Sometimes, she couldn't wait to be misunderstood.

In the courtyard, an autumn leaf fell to the ground, the sound so soft it made people ignore it.

He didn't mean to listen to the corners of the walls, but shouldn't he tell the prince about the matter of the wangfei and the medicine master? If he were to tell his highness, would he let him go through with it?

15 As he was thinking, his reason told him not to say anything when he saw that his skin was nearly transparent, but he told him, who had always been loyal to him, what he had heard.

After she finished speaking, her hands slightly hung at her sides. No matter what decision the Ninth Prince made, he would unconditionally obey.

Night Nine's hand gently beat the clock on the wheelchair.

"Send a few people to keep an eye on the ninth prince's wife …" Nine Nights instructed them one by one.

When he stopped, she looked up at him in surprise. In the end, she couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, don't you want to go over and see my wife?"

In the past few days, it had simply been impossible. Fifteen thought that if the prince knew that something had happened to his wife, he would rather throw away his own life than return.

"No need." Night Nine said indifferently.

He also wanted to immediately go to Xiaoyu's side, but the truth was, doing so would not help the two of them and would put them in dire straits.

Although his body was not by Xiaoyu's side, his heart was still there. As long as their two hearts were together, no matter how long it took, they would definitely walk together. Even if they couldn't walk in life, they would still stay together in death.

"Defying the Snow to the Heavens."

Everyone said that long illness had turned into a doctor, and he had that kind of convenience. In the imperial study room, there were some books on medical arts that he could casually flip through, even though there were no detailed records on "Reversing the Snow to Heaven", but there was a slight mention of it.

To think that Yao Qingcheng would use such a forbidden technique to save him, he naturally understood in his heart that she was doing it for Little Fishy.

Small fish.

Why did he feel that the longer they spent together, the more he felt that the little fish was an endless treasure trove? He really couldn't understand what was so valuable about her that everyone had to pay for her in succession.

"Life and death share the same acupoint." In front of her eyes floated the happy and displeased face of the little fish, whose expression was gentle.

However, Fishy, who had been unconscious, was unaware of all this. She woke up twice, her hands subconsciously touching her stomach each time.

"It's okay, your baby is fine." Some people couldn't help but turn their heads away when they saw Xiaoyu subconsciously protecting the fetus.

Little Fishy touched her round belly, the corner of her mouth curving up into a satisfied smile.

Baby, you're still here. You're not mad at your mother.