Mojiu's life was completely saved and she no longer had any worries about life.

But Han Qingyan couldn't be happy because he might never wake up. In that case, what's the difference between being dead again...

"If you know what happened to him in the past, can you solve his heart disease?" Han Qingyan asked.

"Of course, as long as you know the cause, there will be a solution." Lin Muxin's tone was plain, but she contained a strong sense of confidence.

But before Han Qingyan was happy, Lin Muxin looked at her: "But that was also when he was still awake. Now he had a heart attack and could not wake up at all. What if he knew the cause of the disease?"

Lin Muxin said, shook his head slightly.

The master also asked her to come out to see the world. It seemed that the people outside the valley were not very smart, and they could not even imagine such a simple question.

Hearing this, Han Qingyan was stunned. She actually ignored this problem. Heart disease can indeed be treated, but people also need to wake up and actively cooperate. How can Mo Jiu treat it now?

It's too late...

Han Qingyan regretted this many times.

"I understand." Han Qingyan whispered, his breath became much weaker, showing a little depressed and powerless. "I would like to ask Yixian Lin to stay in the palace for a while. I will send someone to find what you need and send it to you."

"Yes." Lin Muxin nodded. Even if Han Qingyan didn't say it, she would stay here. She did have some curiosity about the world outside the Medicine Fairy Valley, but even if she had to experience it, she had to wait until the matter was settled and she could not abandon the patient.

This is the most basic medical ethics taught by the master.

Under the guidance of her confidant, Lin Muxin went to the residence she arranged. Han Qingyan just looked at their departure backs until they disappeared.

Only she and Mo Jiu were left here, but the latter was unconscious again. For a moment, Han Qingyan felt a sad feeling.

But she was unwilling to escape from this desolate atmosphere, as if she was numbing herself to escape the fact that Mo Jiu might never wake up again.

After a long time, Han Qingyan turned around and returned to the bedroom. She looked at the person lying on the dragon couch, and the sadness that had accumulated in her heart for a long time turned into empty space and disappeared completely.

She was a little confused, but her eyes were always gathered on Mo Jiu and she didn't move away in a second. At this moment, she couldn't help but have an idea that as long as Mo Jiu was there, even if there was only the two of them left in this world, she had the courage and confidence to live.

But if Mo Jiu was gone, even if she ascended the throne and became the new empress, and was looked up and respected by countless people, it might be no different from being in a dead place.

This idea was so absurd, but Han Qingyan knew that this was the real thought in her heart.

She slowly walked to the edge of the bed, stretched out a hand towards Mo Jiu, and moved her jade fingers to grab the silk thread connected between the two people that only she could see.

She whispered: "This is destined, Your Majesty..."

So, you won't keep sleeping until we're really together, right?

...

A few days passed, and during this period, Lin Muxin treated Mo Jiu several times. All the injuries he suffered were recovered. His skin was smoother than before, and his face looked a little more moving than before. With his eyes closed, he looked like a sleeping beauty.

Han Qingyan cleaned his body and was about to get up when a cry sounded outside the door: "National Master!"

Han Qingyan immediately walked out: "What's wrong?"

She had guessed a few points.

The confidant approached and whispered: "Someone left us a message and asked you to meet her outside the palace alone tonight."

"Where is the specific location?" Han Qingyan frowned slightly.

"There is no specific location, it's just about outside the palace."

It seems that it is not because the confidant missed the information.

"Okay." Han Qingyan nodded, "Then I will go to see her outside the palace tonight."

The confidant's face changed. She knew that the national teacher was so smart that he was close to the demon, but he had no force. He went there rashly, for fear of being in danger.

Han Qingyan shook her head when she heard her dissuasion: "Don't worry."

She had guessed who this person was, and most of them were Ye Rumeng.

What should she do when she comes to see her? Tell her everything about Mojiu’s past? Or should she take the opportunity to kill her and avenge her Majesty?

But no matter which one it was, she had to go. Even if it was difficult for Mo Jiu to wake up, she had to know what happened to him in the past.

And she also roughly felt whether there would be a situation of death in the future, and the result was that she had no worries about her life.

In this way, Han Qingyan stood outside the palace early, without even a single confidant, because she knew it was useless.

As night came, Han Qingyan suddenly felt a chill in an instant, and the next moment a dagger pressed against her neck: "Where is Your Majesty?"

Han Qingyan's heart sank slightly. Are she going to kill her to avenge Mo Jiu?

"In the palace, I still live well..." Han Qingyan whispered, "I know you are not here to kill me. You want to do something directly, and you don't need to hide it so much."

"Follow me." A cold voice sounded without any disguise, and it was undoubtedly Ye Rumeng.

"Okay." Han Qingyan looked calm. Even though there was a knife on her neck, she was still calm and walked towards a place under the leadership of Ye Rumeng.

When she arrived at the destination, it was the house where she had grabbed Mo Jiu before. There was a light inside, and some shadows could be seen vaguely. There was already a person in it.

"Get in!"

Han Qingyan was pushed in by Ye Rumeng. She staggered for a few steps and quickly stood firm. She began to look at the place carefully. Everything was the same as that day, but there was one difference, that was a woman covered in blood, tied to a chair with a blindfold on her eyes and a ball of stuff in her mouth.

She didn't struggle, obviously she was already dying after being tortured.

Bang.

Han Qingyan turned around and looked at Ye Rumeng who closed the door: "Who is this?"

Ye Rumeng stared at her tightly, with a strong murderous intent in her eyes, wishing she could kill Han Qingyan here.

She said that His Majesty is still alive, so how could it be? I am afraid that he is indeed alive, but I don’t know what kind of torture he suffered, how serious the injuries he suffered, and what kind of situation he is now!

But Han Qingyan was right. She didn't come to kill her. If she really died, then His Majesty would probably not survive.

That's why she wanted Han Qingyan to know the truth so that she could save His Majesty's life.

Ye Rumeng came over, regardless of the wound on the woman's face, and pulled off her eye mask casually, revealing half of her face.

Han Qingyan's eyes narrowed, and it turned out to be King Zhou!
Chapter completed!