The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space Chapter 2624: Not Faking It (5)

Qi Jingyi’s handsome face suddenly turned pale. He struggled hard to move, but couldn’t because his acupoints had been sealed. He watched as large beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks and soon began to dry heave. Then he closed his eyes and fell straight backward.

Qi Jinghao quickly stepped forward and caught him, frowning slightly. It was indeed a genuine reaction, not an act.

"Let go." Yang Ruxin hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the palace maid away.

The palace maid was so frightened that she knelt on the ground, trembling.

Yang Ruxin had the Prince set Qi Jingyi down on the ground, quickly took out silver needles, and punctured Qi Jingyi twice. Then she placed a pill into his mouth. Only then did his complexion gradually improve, and he opened his eyes not long after.

"How are you?" The Crown Prince came over and touched Qi Jingyi’s forehead.

"I’m fine now." Qi Jingyi shook his head.

Emperor Xuanjing’s frown was so deep it could pinch two flies to death: "Bring another palace maid over."

"Your Majesty, it could be fatal." Yang Ruxin had to remind him.

But Emperor Xuanjing ignored her words and had yet another palace maid come to embrace and kiss Qi Jingyi.

This time, as soon as the palace maid’s lips touched Qi Jingyun’s, she not only fainted but also convulsed all over, even foaming at the mouth.

After another round of rescue, she finally turned from danger to safety.

"Father," the Crown Prince also grew anxious, "it was not an act from the eighth brother."

"Enough." Emperor Xuanjing was finally convinced and looked at Yang Ruxin, "Can it be treated?" This illness was more troubling than a preference for men.

"I haven’t found a method yet." Yang Ruxin shook her head, "But my master said that if he meets the right woman, then the Eighth Prince can lead a normal life with a wife and children."

"But where can we find the right one?" Emperor Xuanjing gritted his teeth.

"It’s fate." Yang Ruxin smiled a little, "Your Majesty, sometimes it’s hard to say, maybe the Eighth Prince’s destiny is already on its way."

Emperor Xuanjing sneered, unsure whether to believe in this so-called fate.

"Eighth brother, why didn’t you say earlier?" The Crown Prince sighed helplessly.

"Brother Crown Prince, it wasn’t so severe before, but it’s gotten worse as I’ve grown older." Qi Jingyi had recovered, but his face was still pale, and his tone was full of helplessness.

"No wonder you refused even a concubine." The Crown Prince’s tone was filled with sympathy.

Qi Jingyi felt fortunate in his heart; luckily, he wasn’t a lecherous person, or it would have been hard to play this role now.

"Father, the eighth brother is pitiful too." The Crown Prince glanced at Qi Jingyi, "Such an illness, it’s not like he wished for it."

Emperor Xuanjing let out a heavy breath.

"Father, I didn’t want to worry you, so I didn’t say anything." Qi Jingyi knelt on the ground, looking pitiful, "I thought it could be treated quickly, but who knew..."

"Enough." Emperor Xuanjing sighed, "Let’s leave it at that." He said, looking at Yang Ruxin, "If it can be treated, then treat it..."

"My master finds this illness quite interesting; he will personally diagnose and treat the Eighth Prince." Yang Ruxin hurriedly bowed in response.

"Father, I’ll stay at the General Residence for a few days." Qi Jingyi quickly spoke, "It’s also convenient for the master to treat me."

Yang Ruxin squinted her eyes.

Qi Jingyi pretended he didn’t see her.

"As you wish." Emperor Xuanjing rubbed his temples, "Everyone can go back now." He was really tired.