Chapter 17
Just as Long Chengye was about to reprimand him, he felt a soft touch on his lips, and the warm liquid flowed into his mouth with a faint fragrance, which cleared his consciousness.

Her blood flowed into his mouth, and before he swallowed, it spread from his mouth to the depths of his skin at an extremely fast speed.

Long Chengye was shocked, her blood could directly enter human skin, it was amazing.

Soon, the warm feeling spread to the wound on the back, and the itchy skin immediately stopped itching.

Although the wound on his back was wrapped in white cloth by Tang You, the blood had been gurgling towards the wound before, but now, the speed of the rushing blood slowed down unexpectedly.

At this time, the wound on Mu Qingyan's finger slowly stopped bleeding, and Long Chengye immediately felt the force of the toxin in his body counterattack.

Obviously, Mu Qingyan gave too little blood, not enough to detoxify him.

Mu Qingyan's fingers were sore and numb, she subconsciously pulled them out.

Long Chengye grabbed her wrist, took a deep breath from his mouth, and another puddle of blood gushed out.

"Ah, it hurts!" Mu Qingyan looked at Long Chengye angrily, and tried to grab it back with her left hand, but she couldn't get it back.

Long Chengye inhaled several times in a row, and only let go of her hand after he felt that the toxins in his body were completely removed.

Mu Qingyan withdrew quickly, dissatisfied: "Are you a vampire? Are you addicted to drinking my blood?"

Long Chengye hooked his lips, provocatively stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked his lips.

"tasty."

Mu Qingyan glared at him angrily, and was about to speak when Long Chengye suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Immediately afterwards, a strong force came from the back of his head, and Mu Qingyan was pressed against his chest in an extremely ambiguous posture.

"What are you... doing?"

Gritting her teeth and saying the word "you", Mu Qingyan thought of pretending to be gentle, her tone changed, and she acted softly.

"Hush!" Long Chengye pressed his fingers on her lips.

Mu Qingyan listened attentively, and then heard footsteps coming from outside.

"General Shen, my prince and concubine are inside, please stay."

Wei Feng outside the door stopped Shen Feng's team.

Shen Feng looked at the closed door behind him, and said expressionlessly: "The emperor heard that King Ling was assassinated on the wedding night, was seriously injured, and his life was in danger. Get out of the way, otherwise, delaying His Royal Highness Ling's injury is not something you, a little guard, can afford."

Wei Feng frowned: "This is a rumor, please tell the emperor, General Shen, that my prince is very well and has not been injured."

Eunuch Liu interjected and asked: "According to the rules, the next day after marriage, King Ling should bring the concubine to the palace to greet the emperor, queen and queen mother. Since King Ling is fine, why didn't you see him enter the palace the day before?"

Wei Feng explained: "To be honest, the prince contracted a wind-cold on the day of his wedding, and he has been feeling unwell for the next few days. However, for ailments like wind-cold, the doctor of the Ling Palace can treat it, so there is no need to bother the palace doctor."

Shen Feng's tone was firm: "This general came here today at the emperor's order. If you don't see King Ling, you will definitely not return to the palace. If you don't let me out again, don't blame this general for being rude."

Wei Feng took a step forward: "Sorry, my lord also has an order, without his order, no one is allowed to step into this room."

At this time, Wei Yu ran over with a group of people, stood on both sides of Wei Feng, and protected Long Chengye's bedroom behind him.

(End of this chapter)

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