PFC Chapter 419 I'm Just Too Afraid of Losing You
Chapter 419 I'm Just Too Afraid of Losing You
Now that the fetal poison has become more powerful and has broken through the barrier, his life is in danger. How could Song Yunxi not be afraid and worried?
Ye Xuanqi was stunned for a moment, then he started to laugh: "You haven't agreed to let me marry into your family yet, how could I let myself get into trouble?"
After hearing him say this, Song Yunxi didn't feel relieved, but felt even more sad.
Not wanting them to see her crying, she turned around and left to get the medicine.
After Song Yunxi left, Ye Xuanqi reluctantly withdrew his gaze and put away the smile on his face: "Uncle Tian, you must have something else to say by sending Yunxi away!"
Emperor Qinglong's heart skipped a beat, and a feeling of uneasiness spread all over his body: "Wen Tian, what does the fourth brother mean?"
Song Wentian didn't expect that Ye Xuanqi himself had already noticed it, and he said bluntly: "Xuanqi's fetal poison has invaded his heart meridian since birth and there is no cure. I used a barrier to protect his heart meridian, and I also hope to find a way to detoxify one day, but..."
Song Wentian didn't say anything else, just sighed helplessly.
Emperor Qinglong felt his hands and feet were cold: "Really... Is there really no solution?"
Song Wentian thought of the dimming of the Emperor Star recently: "There is still no solution for the time being."
At this point, Song Wentian revealed a secret: "Xi'er had even tried to use her own blood as medicine to cure this poison, but it still had no effect."
Ye Xuanqi's fetal poison is not only a poison but also a curse, so unless the source of the curse is found, there is really no way.
Emperor Qinglong said anxiously: "Then go find it. If you find it, can't you cure it?"
But how easy is it to find the source of the curse?
The other party is not only a person with excellent medical skills, but also a sorcerer or wizard with extremely high skills. It is very easy for such a person to hide his tracks, and it is difficult for anyone to find him.
“Would such a person be in South Vietnam?”
Qin Xubai calmly deduced: "The people of Nanyue are not only good at using poison, but also with Wei Xian's decades of cultivation in Nanyue, the witchcraft of Nanyue has also reached an extraordinary level."
But after just a moment, he rejected this idea: "No matter how powerful the witchcraft of the South Vietnamese is, it is difficult for the master to crack it, so the other party's witchcraft is superior to that of the South Vietnamese wizard."
Among the wizards in Nanyue, no one else was better at witchcraft than Wei Xian, but Wei Xian had died long ago, killed in the scheme of Song Yunxi and Ye Xuanqi, and killed at the hands of Song Wentian.
So looking around the world, who else can surpass Wei Xian in witchcraft?
Thinking of Wei Xian's identity, Qin Xu's pupils trembled: "Wei family!"
Wei Xian was the posthumous son of the king of the previous Wei Dynasty who lost his country. He lived for over a hundred years with forbidden magic, but he looked like he was only sixty years old. Moreover, he made the Wei family multiply to this point in a hundred years by his own efforts, so his forbidden magic and witchcraft must have been passed down by the Wei family.
Emperor Qinglong saw hope: "Yes, it is the Wei family!"
But soon, his eyes dimmed again. The Wei family was the one that had eliminated all the spies in the noble houses in the capital, but those hiding in the palace had not been completely eliminated. There were still many people from the Wei family. How could they find the person who poisoned and cursed them among so many people?
Ye Xuanqi was more open-minded: "I tried my best just to keep her alive. Now she has the ability to protect herself and has the support of Shengyun Mountain. Her family members are also alive and well by her side. My mission has been accomplished, and I don't feel any regrets."
It’s not that he doesn’t care about his life anymore. He will still fight with all his might, but if he can’t defeat God until the last moment, then he will face it calmly.
"I will immediately issue an order to go to Weijia Village and arrest all the members of the Wei family and torture them severely. I don't believe that we can't get any clues!"
The Wei family died for their son and for the Heaven-destined Ziwei Emperor Star, so it could be said that they died a worthy death.
Song Wentian pondered for a moment, and stopped Emperor Qinglong: "Brother, you don't have to do this. Maybe... maybe there is another way."
However, no one had expected that the fetal poison attack would be so severe. One day, Ye Xuanqi suddenly fell into a coma while handling government affairs, and his breath was so weak that it was difficult to detect. If Tang Yuanshi had not been the most skilled physician in the Imperial Hospital, he would have suspected that Ye Xuanqi had died.
Emperor Qinglong did not expect the accident to come so quickly, so quickly that he was caught off guard and had no plan to deal with it.
Ye Xuanqi had been in a coma for half a month, but what made the court officials and the entire capital city uneasy was not the helplessness of the imperial physician, but the fact that even people with superb medical skills like the imperial teacher and the eldest lady were unable to do anything.
The entire capital was shrouded in grief and gloom over the prince's impending death.
It seemed that even God was sad that the Jin'an Dynasty was about to lose an outstanding and excellent prince. The weather was gloomy without a trace of sunshine.
In the East Palace, the Queen had cried until her tears had dried up, and she kept blaming herself for not being careful enough when she was pregnant, which allowed someone to take advantage of the opportunity and harm her only son.
Emperor Qinglong also blamed himself a lot, blaming himself for not being deceived and bewitched by Shen Yaoqin if he had not failed to judge her well, and for not being too suspicious and suppressing the Queen and the Qin family all the time, the other party would not have found the opportunity to attack the fetus in the Queen's belly.
Song Wentian tried every means to repair the barrier protecting Ye Xuanqi's heart, while Qin Xubai kept repeating various clues, hoping to find clues about the person who poisoned and cursed him back then.
Even Ye Xuan Ke was constantly capturing and interrogating the secret agents of the Wei family in an attempt to obtain clues from them.
Only Song Yunxi was as calm as ever, quietly preparing medicine, quietly taking Ye Xuanqi's pulse, and quietly feeding him medicine.
This abnormal calmness finally collapsed in front of Song Wentian, and she fell into Song Wentian's arms and cried bitterly: "Dad, what if...what if he can't wake up?"
This was the first time she felt so vulnerable and without confidence.
Song Wentian couldn't make a promise to her, so he could only pat her back to comfort her: "Xuan Qi will definitely persevere."
Late at night, Song Yunxi stayed by Ye Xuanqi's bedside. This was the first time she had been with him since he fell into a coma, and it was also the first time she faced the reality that he might never wake up again.
Even in a coma, he was still impeccably handsome, but his face was as pale as paper, and even his lips were bloodless.
Song Yunxi looked at him quietly for a long time and held his slender hand. The usually warm hands were now ice-cold without any temperature at all.
Song Yunxi stroked his hand, as if doing so would make it warm again: "Wake up soon, okay?"
Her eyes were hot and filled with tears: "I know many people in the palace say that I am heartless and don't care about you, but in fact I am just timid and afraid to face it."
It seemed that as long as she didn't face this fact, Ye Xuanqi would wake up naturally.
Tears welled up in her eyes: "I'm just... I'm just too scared of losing you..."