Otherwise, even if she sends troops to flatten the place, she will do whatever she wants!

The confidant asked the approximate location of Yaoxian Valley from the imperial doctor, not far from the imperial city, so he set out immediately.

Mo Jiu was saved, which made Han Qingyan feel relieved, but before he woke up completely, she still did not dare to relax too much.

As for the group of imperial physicians, she did not let them leave, but asked them to find a way to barely hold Mo Jiu's life first, and the people who persisted in Yaoxian Valley were found.

She didn't say what would happen if Mo Jiu died, but the group of imperial physicians could guess the answer. In order to save their lives, they took all their means and tried their best to treat Mo Jiu, just to maintain his injuries and not to worsen.

From beginning to end, Han Qingyan stood by the bed, watching the group of people busy, her heart was also noisy and she could not get any peace.

Only when his eyes fell on Mo Jiu's face would her heart have a moment of tranquility, but it was only a moment, because his blood-free face reminded her that it was she who made him look like this. If he died, she would be the culprit for everything...

As night fell, the bedroom finally became quiet, but the group of imperial doctors remained in the palace and were on standby at any time.

Han Qingyan still stood there, motionless.

From the beginning of the treatment of Mojiu to the present, a day has not passed, but for the second time she felt an indescribable torture, as if the sun and the moon were rotating, and a hundred years have passed.

Han Qingyan gently sat on the bed, lowered her head and pressed her to Mo Jiu's chest, feeling his heartbeat that was beating even though he was slow, then stood up, stretched out a finger, gently touched his face with his fingertips, and whispered: "Your Majesty, don't want to leave me alone..."

Don't escape, you can't escape...

Five days passed, and the confidants sent by Han Qingyan still did not come back. The group of imperial doctors had tried their best and all the precious herbs were used on Mo Jiu.

But... he could only maintain his life for the last day.

They finally became desperate. If anyone like Han Qingyan hopes that the people from Yaoxian Valley can come here soon, it must be them, because their lives have been bound to Mo Jiu.

But the current situation seems that people from Yaoxian Valley can't wait for the arrival of the people.

Han Qingyan looked at the group of pale-faced imperial physicians and whispered: "You guys go out..."

Regardless of what they were thinking in their hearts, after driving them out, Han Qingyan sat on the edge of the dragon couch.

After so long, she hugged him again, gently... as if it was the last time she was gentle in her life.

Holding his body, his cheeks pressed against each other, and the corners of his lips touched slightly. Han Qingyan's voice was weak: "Your Majesty, I lost. Now it's my turn to beg you."

"Don't die, okay... Is it okay to hold on for a while..."

"As long as you can wake up, even if I break up with Pei Feng, I will definitely save your life..."

"You don't have to issue a self-criticism anymore, I don't blame you for wanting to kill me..."

"As long as... you can live."

Han Qingyan murmured to himself, pouring out all his feelings for Mo Jiu, even if he couldn't hear it at all.

Because she didn't know if she didn't say it now, she would have a chance in the future.

She hugged Mo Jiu for a full stick of incense, and then the door was suddenly opened, and two figures, one big and one small, appeared there.

It was Pei Feng and a boy.
Chapter completed!