She was in too much pain all over her body, and she didn't pay much attention to what they said next. She only heard Emperor Chi Yan's cold voice at the end: "I'll give you two days' time, no matter what method you use, you must find an antidote."

  Chu Ci thinks that the Crown Prince is always saying he's stupid, but in fact he's also quite stupid... Si Tu Fei has already said there's no antidote...

  That is to say, no matter how hard I look, there's no cure for it.

  Chu Ci also hated the person who fed her poison, but she knew that even if she was tortured to death by Bai Du and didn't have time for revenge, the Crown Prince wouldn't let that person off either. So, Chu Ci wasn't worried about how long that person could stay at large.

  It's just that, what's even more depressing is... she didn't even get to properly get along with the crown prince, and yet she's going to be tortured to death by this disgusting white poison, thinking about it is really frustrating.

  In a daze, she seemed to have fallen asleep again. When she regained consciousness in a muddle, she felt someone beside her carefully changing the dressing on her wounds.

  It's a familiar faintly cold breath.

  Chu Ci slowly opened her eyes, slightly lowering her eyelids, and gazed softly at Emperor Chi's white and beautiful hand, which was so beautiful as it changed the dressing for her.

  Acting seriously and carefully, without a bit of perfunctoriness.

  Chu Ci looked for a while, sniffed her nose and whispered: "Your Highness, I'm awake."

  The emperor carefully applied medicine to her with a focused expression, and softly murmured "uh-huh", as if he knew she was already awake.

  Chu Ci didn't wait for him to ask and voluntarily confessed: "I'm not feeling particularly uncomfortable now."

  "Uh-huh."

  "Then can you give me a hug?"

  Di Hong finally finished bandaging her, heard her words, paused for a moment, silently picked up Chu Ci and held her in his arms, with a gentle yet domineering attitude.

  "This king let Imperial Censor Si Tu Fei take a look at you, the poisonous marks on your legs have been removed, but for the next few days there will still be aftereffects, and you need to rest for several days before you can get out of bed."

  "Oh."

  "As for the poison, he has already gone to find an antidote, you just rest and recover in the palace."

  Chu Ci remained obediently in his arms and murmured "oh" again.

  "Chu chu."

  Di Hong suddenly called out to her in a soft voice.

  Alas!

  "There's nothing to be afraid of, I'll always be here." He seemed to want to comfort her, but his voice was not gentle at all, still as cold as ever.

  It was precisely this cold and indifferent voice that made Chu Ci's heart feel especially warm.

  At nightfall, Chen Lan seemed to have an urgent matter to discuss with the Crown Prince, but Emperor Xuan still insisted on coaxing Chu Ci to sleep before getting up and leaving.

  It's as if he was afraid of losing the feeling of security without Chu Ci.

  But as soon as he left the East Palace, Chu Ci woke up with his eyes open.

  It's not that I don't want to sleep, but it hurts too much. Every time I start to feel a bit sleepy, the pain wakes me up again.

  The addiction has relapsed again.

  Chu Ci endured the pain and got up from the bed, put on a cloak, and went out. When leaving, she only told the guard outside that she was going to find Prince Taizi, and then left.

  He didn't even have the guts to bid farewell to the Crown Prince.

  She's quite timid, she saw in the book that those who were poisoned by the white toxin, day by day, became more and more terrifying to look at, she was also afraid of herself slowly becoming emaciated, becoming as disgusting and ugly as a ghost.

  Just thinking of His Highness the Crown Prince seeing himself like that was unbearable for Chuyi.

  So, while I still have some sanity left, let's get out of here.

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