When Mu Jiuer opened his eyes, half a month had already passed.
Everything was dark. She thought she was dead, in hell.
Slightly turning his head, he saw Qin Yan sitting in the outer hall changing the imperial reports, serious and handsome, his entire body carrying the aura of a king.
Since five years ago, Mu Jiuer had rarely been in the same place with Qin Yan in silence, so she blinked her eyes and looked at him deeply.
So it turns out that Qin Yan from the Infernal Realm can be so gentle.
Mu Jiuer didn't say a word, and only quietly watched Qin Yan's back, wanting to experience this rare moment of tranquility after death.
"Your Majesty, Miss Mu is awake!" A sharp voice of a maid sounded, breaking the silence.
Qin Yan frowned as he turned around. His sharp eyes fell on the awakened Mu Jiuer.
Mu Jiuer looked into those eyes, and his body reflexively stiffened for a moment. Only then did he realize that he wasn't dead yet.
"Why are you here?" She asked in a daze, surprised that the first person she saw when she woke up was him.
Qin Yan scoffed coldly, as if he was mocking Mu Jiuer's stupidity. "This is our palace, don't tell me you forgot what other missions you have on you? I won't let you leave this place until you finish refining the Resurrection Pills. "
Mu Jiuer thought about what happened before he fainted. His heart throbbed in pain for a moment, and he raised his hand to cover his heart, then thought about Su Ruanyu and her daughter who were imprisoned in the dungeon. He took a deep breath and resigned himself to his fate.
"I have long since prepared it for you." Qin Yan raised his hand slightly, and the maidservants behind him brought the medicinal ingredients over.
Mu Jiuer's gaze landed on the white porcelain bottle in the hands of the first maid, which was the blood of Qin Yan's heart.
She retracted her palm slightly and gripped her chest even tighter. Her pale lips pulled weakly.
He was really willing to do anything for Yin Mingyue.
"It takes a lot of energy to concoct the Resurrection Pills. I need some rest." Mu Jiuer put down the hand that was covering his heart, and closed his eyes and turned around.
"Alright!" He did not dare to use Yin Mingyue's life to joke around. Furthermore, Su Ruanyu was in his hands, so she probably did not dare to act rashly.
After Mu Jiuer heard this, he did not move, as though he had already fallen asleep.
"Watch her for This Emperor!" Qin Yan looked at her deeply, then turned and left.
After he left, Mu Jiuer slowly opened her eyes and a tear fell from the corner of her eye.
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed. Even if Mu Jiuer did not want to save Yin Mingyue anymore, he would have to start refining pills now, because in the morning, Qin Yan had given him a finger as a child.
She looked at the severed finger and her entire body became cold. Smelling the smell of blood on the finger, she started to vomit.
She remembered that Little Yan had a cute and tender child. He had cut off his finger on the plate, as if accusing her of being a sinner.
Qin Yan, his heart is truly tough.
Mu Jiuer vomited until she was very weak, but she did not dare delay any further, and immediately had the maid prepare the medicine to concoct the pills.
The servant's movements were very quick. It was as if she had already been prepared. She directly placed the medicinal furnace in front of her and retreated to the side to watch her concoct.
"I was the only one who was present to refine this pill." Mu Jiuer felt the sharpness in his back, and frowned at the servants behind him.
The maids did not dare to disobey the emperor's orders, but they were afraid that if Mu Jiuer did not refine well, the emperor would blame them, so they could only quickly ask for his opinion.
He didn't expect the emperor to agree. He only told them to rush in as soon as there was any movement.
She pushed open the door and stepped outside, but didn't expect that her steps would cause her to trip over the threshold. Lying on the ground, she coincidentally fell into the arms of Qin Yan, who was about to enter the room.
Qin Yan instinctively extended his hand to catch it, and Mu Jiuer's pale face appeared in his eyes, his thick eyebrows knitted together, wanting to throw her away, but he saw her blushing, her entire body boiling hot.
Qin Yan endured the discomfort he felt and quickly placed Mu Jiuer on the bed, "Come! Imperial Physician! " He has yet to test if this pill can revive Brightmoon, but this woman can't die yet! "
The imperial physician rushed over and sat down to check Mu Jiuer's pulse.
"Eh?" Imperial Physician Li's eyes flashed a look of astonishment, he couldn't believe what was happening, he touched another meridian, and after a moment, he fearfully let go of Mu Jiuer's wrist and knelt on the ground.
Qin Yan was immediately angered, and asked: "What's wrong?"
"Reporting to the Emperor, Miss Mu is pregnant. From the looks of it, it seems like three months." When Imperial Physician Li said that the whole person started trembling, he muttered in his heart: What's going on with Imperial Physician Zhang? All along, it had been him treating Miss Mu, but today, it was because he had gone home to visit his family that he came to treat Miss Mu. This old thing definitely knew that the Miss Mu was pregnant, why didn't he say anything? This was really bad.
When Qin Yan heard this news, he was stunned for a long time.
Did this woman already know that she was pregnant?
The look in Qin Yan's eyes became more and more disgusted, and then he thought about how she schemed against him back then. He shifted his gaze inch by inch from her face to her lower abdomen, and his gaze gradually became cold.
Suddenly, he saw a small white porcelain bottle beside the bed. He suddenly picked it up.
This was his sleeping quarters. He clearly remembered that there was no such porcelain bottle here.
He opened the bottle and found a black pill inside. It was giving off a bitter smell, and after observing for a while he gave the pill to Imperial Physician Zhang, "What's inside?" Why didn't he know when she took it?
Imperial Physician Zhang was also confused. After taking the pill, he trembled with fear and placed it under his nose to smell it, but the moment he smelled it, his expression changed, and he knocked his head against the ground again, the trembling of his hands became even stronger as he held the pill, and he stuttered, "Back, your majesty, this, this is a Fetal Medicine."