C795 You're looking to die

Why did his heart hurt so much? Even his breathing was excruciating.

He dreamed of her, of her moving away from him, of her wanting to touch his face, of her letting him live …

What had happened? Where did his Qing Er go?

At this time, the butler, who was carrying the medicine and was about to head over to East Garden, saw Yan Yuan rushing out from inside. His eyes lit up, "Your highness is awake?"

After that, he was shocked by the scene in front of him. Yan Yuan's chest was stained red with blood, but in the next second, his body became weak and he fell to the ground.

"Your Highness!"

The butler placed the tray in his hand to the side and immediately ran over to help Yan Yuan up, "Your Highness …"

The butler helped Yan Yuan up from the ground, but Yan Yuan was able to hold onto his wrist tightly. He raised his head and saw Yan Yuan looking at him, his eyes filled with red blood veins.

"Where's Qing Er?"

The butler's face suddenly stiffened as he looked at Yan Yuan. He stuttered, "The wangfei, she …"

"Speak!"

"Your Highness, please go back to your room to recuperate first. The wangfei will be back in a few days."

The light in Yan Yuan's eyes became deeper. He was obviously pale to the point that he might faint at any moment, but at this moment, he looked especially terrifying, "What do you mean by coming back in a few days? Where did Qing Er go? "

"Esteemed wangfei, she …"

The butler frowned. He had never told a lie in front of the prince, so even if he told him a story at the last minute, he wouldn't be able to hide it from the prince.

"Are you telling me or not!"

Yan Yuan's originally pale face had turned black.

He suddenly released the butler's wrist and sneered. "Alright, if you don't say anything, there will naturally be people who will tell this duke."

With that, he pushed aside the butler in front of him and walked out.

"My prince, your injuries are serious, why don't you stay at home and recuperate first. Wait until your wounds heal first …"

"Scram!"

He growled, but once he recalled Qing Er's words "Yan Yuan, live well", he was in so much pain that he did not even dare to breathe.

"Cousin, sister-in-law is dead!"

Just as he was walking out, Xi Ya's voice came from behind him, scaring the butler who rushed forward to stop him. "Miss Xi Ya, don't speak nonsense!"

"What nonsense am I spouting? My cousin is dead. Can you hide it from my cousin for a while? Can you hide it from him for a lifetime?" "Ugh …"

His throat suddenly tightened, before Xi Ya could finish speaking, his throat was tightly gripped by someone.

Yan Yuan's bloodshot eyes were like a wild beast on the verge of going berserk, as though at any moment, his mouth would be able to bite Xi Ya into pieces.

Xi Ya was startled by Yan Yuan's sudden action. She forcefully patted Yan Yuan's hands, and suddenly became afraid, afraid that he would die by Yan Yuan's hands.

"Table... "Cousin …"

Who allowed you to curse Qing Er, you are courting death!

He gritted his teeth and grabbed onto the strength in Xi Ya's throat, tightening his grip bit by bit.

"Table... Cousin... Put... "Let go …"

The butler was anxious as well. He did not care about the life of the Miss Watch, but whether the Prince could recover completely depended on her. The Prince must not kill her.

"Your Highness, let go of me. This is not related to Miss Watch, let go of me now."

The butler attempted to remove Yan Yuan's hand from Xi Ya's throat, but he could not do anything about it. Even if he was in front of the injured Yan Yuan, he did not have the strength to do anything.

Seeing that Xi Ya's face was turning green, the butler panicked and said, "Your highness, let go of me, your highness."

Just as the steward was hopping up and down in anxiety, a stern voice sounded. "Ninth Brother, let go!"

At the same time, the person had already pulled Yan Yuan's hand down from his throat.

"Cough, cough …" "Cough, cough …"

The air that suddenly burst in caused Xi Ya to cough violently. She held onto her throat, her ashen face quickly flushed red.

"You're crazy, you almost strangled him to death!"

Yan Jue, who was following Yan Xiao over, scolded in a stern voice when he saw Xi Ya's shocked appearance and his near crazed look.

"This woman curses Qing Er, shouldn't she die?"

Yan Yuan's cold voice sounded like it was coming from a ten thousand year old ice mountain. Xi Ya, who was coughing intensely, couldn't help but tremble from head to toe.

And when Yan Xiao, Yan Jue and the butler heard Yan Yuan's words, their expressions stiffened, followed by a moment of silence.

Looking at their expressions, Yan Yuan was stunned for a moment. A trace of grief flashed past his eyes, and he suddenly shook his head as he staggered a few steps back and sneered: "Even you two want to curse Qing Er to death?"

Yan Xiao walked forward and held onto Yan Yuan's hand with one hand. With a serious and serious expression, he said, "Go in and rest.

Yan Yuan wanted to shake off Yan Xiao's hand, but Yan Xiao was not an old man like the butler. It was impossible for Yan Yuan to shake off Yan Xiao with his current strength.

After shaking him off a few times, Yan Yuan finally gave up. His expression suddenly became incomparably calm as he looked at Yan Xiao indifferently with a hoarse voice: "I'm going to look for Qing Er."

Yan Jue, who was following behind Yan Xiao, frowned and opened his mouth, but could not say a single word.

"Let go!"

Yan Yuan looked at Yan Xiao, and his gaze sank.

Yan Xiao pursed his lips, seeing Yan Yuan like this, he muttered to himself for a moment, but still hardened his heart, and said: "She's dead."

"Shut up."

Yan Yuan's tone, was surprisingly calm.

"I saw it with my own eyes."

"I told you to shut up!"

It was still the same calm tone, but it made people feel especially worried when they heard it.

"Will I be able to change the facts if I keep my mouth shut? When did you become so self-deluded? "

"I told you to shut up!"

Yan Yuan's voice suddenly rose as he raised his hand to punch Yan Xiao in the face. And because he had used too much strength, his wound had once again been ripped open.

"Ol'ninth, calm down!"

Yan Jue went forward and pulled Yan Yuan along.

Yan Yuan pushed him away, his fingers trembling, he pointed at the people in front of him, "All of you curse my Qing Er, how can I remain calm?"

After saying that, he staggered out of the room. His thin undergarment had been dyed red with blood.

Yan Xiao stepped forward and knocked Yan Yuan unconscious with a palm from his back.

"Sixth Prince, this …"

The butler walked to Yan Yuan worriedly and looked at his own master who had been knocked out. He then looked at Yan Xiao worriedly.

"If I don't knock him out, why would I wait for him to bleed?"

Yan Xiao said snappily, and helped Yan Yuan into the East Garden, and when they walked past Xi Ya's side, their expressions were not much gentler, "Are you better now?"

"Good …" "Alright."

Xi Ya was a little afraid of Yan Xiao, but when she heard his and received his gaze, her pupils still shrank subconsciously.