Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

Chapter 367 The sickly beauty Emperor Master vomited blood again 16

[System 112: It’s too dangerous, it’s too dangerous! ]

The little host was bullied a lot in the south, and the emperor in the north was neither gentle nor heavy. He dared to put such a heavy collar around his neck.

If it weren't for the blood ginseng in the Tiandao shop, the little host would have died eight hundred times!

Can I still be rescued by you?

Huh, Zhou Jiuzhi didn’t even know where to cry!

[Yun Chen: He won’t cry. ]

[System 112: Why? ] I've taken off the dragon robe for you.

Follow the data analysis.

The monarch of this plane world is the Nine-Five Supreme, and he will only take off his dragon robe for his queen.

Data says, he treats you like a queen!

[Yun Chen: Taking off the dragon robe is nothing. He doesn’t care about the etiquette regulations of the dynasty. If it were Wang Suxi who was about to die, he would take it off. Look at his strategy value. ]

Fifty strategy points.

Not even reaching the passing mark.

There are also [-] points of blackening value lying there.

But this is understandable.

After all, Yun Chen was loyal to Nanrong Emperor Chen Yao, not Zhou Jizhi. To Zhou Jizhi, he was just a loyal enemy.

[System 112: I know this question, let’s tell him, you are Yao Yunchen! ]

[Yun Chen: No way. ]

First, based on Yao Yunzhen's character, he would not do anything for Beicheng, so he would naturally not tell Zhou Jiuzhi his identity, causing more trouble.

The second is that Zhou Jiuzhi has always respected Yao Yunchen. If he knew Yunchen's identity, he was afraid that the strategy value would be stuck at a certain value and he would stay away from him.

[System 112: Wow, I feel like I’m so stupid and I don’t know anything. ] Nothing is analyzed correctly.

[Yun Chen: You are not stupid, you are very good at eating melon seeds. You know how to throw away the melon seed peels and eat the melon seed kernels. What a smart little system. ]

[System 112:...] Thank you.

[Yun Chen: Hehe, after playing Chen Yao, it’s time to play the next one! ]

Emperor Da Rong's teacher was good at strategy.

Yao Yunchen's original intention was to end his life when he fell in prison.

He knew that with his body injured, he would definitely die in prison.

But he also calculated that Zhou Jiuzhi might come back to save him after knowing that Chen Yao was not dead, so he made two plans and knocked on the head.

If you die, you will die. If you don't die, you can use this injury as an excuse to pass away.

I have been smart all my life, but ended up like this.

It's better to be a fool...

After Zhou Jiuzhi brought him back from prison, he kept looking at Yun Chen.

This body was already weak, and it had suffered so many unreasonable disasters. Countless precious medicinal materials were poured into it, but it seemed like everything was lost in the sea.

Zhou Jiuzhi wanted to wait for him to wake up and ask some questions, but a few days passed and Yun Chen was still asleep. He only occasionally whispered a few words in his sleep, but he didn't respond.

Then, winter arrived in the north.

Overnight, heavy snow covered the red walls and green tiles of the palace with a layer of pure white, as if the heaven and earth had turned into one color, and the deep palace and courtyard were vast and quiet.

Because Yun Chen was weak, Zhou Ji took the unprecedented step of letting the palace people burn the earth dragon.

The bedroom was as warm as a steamer. Zhou Jiuzhi was so hot that his heart was irritated and his throat was dry. He kept asking the palace attendants to water the ground.

Finally, he threw the dragon robe to Wang Suxi, but in a blink of an eye, he saw that the person on the bed was still pale from the cold.

How squeamish.

After raising it for several days, it didn't regain any color. It had to be held by him to gain some popularity.

Zhou Jiuzhi came over, lifted up layers of thick fur quilts, and skillfully dragged the unconscious man over.

Yun Chen's waist was so slender that he could hold it with one hand. Zhou Jiuzhi held him in his arms, leaning his back against his chest, closing his eyes and taking a nap.

Within half an hour, Zhou Jiuzhi broke out in sweat.

The color of Yun Chen's lips has recovered somewhat, and his breathing has stabilized, but he hasn't woken up yet.

Zhou Jiuzhi stared at the lips that finally turned red, reluctantly wiped away the sweat, put the person into his arms, and continued to warm him.

After a few more days of this, Yun Chen no longer coughed up blood at all times.

That night, Zhou Jiuzhi lifted the person up from the bed, still coaxing him and giving him medicine.

Wang Suxi prepared hot water and handkerchiefs, and the palace servants also prepared new, dry bedding. They all stood by with tense nerves.

Because the emperor was impatient and Yun Chen was unclear, every time he gave medicine, it was like a war. The bed was always filled with medicine soup. No wonder everyone was nervous.

The Taiyuan Hospital was also very discerning and sent five or six quantities of medicinal materials every time, specifically for the emperor to waste.

But this night, Yun Chen's eyes were half-opened. Although he was not clear, he could still hear some words, and he swallowed them obediently according to Zhou Jiuzhi's instructions.

The whole bowl of medicinal soup was poured in, and for the first time, not much was spilled. Only then did Zhou Jiuzhi leave with peace of mind.