Lan Qing collapsed on the ground, his snow-white clothes stained with bright red blood.
He coughed up blood!
"National Advisor, how are you?" Chu Qianli helped him up and checked his pulse, her heart suddenly tightening.
Why is the pulse so chaotic?
"I'm sorry..." Lan Qing only knew that he hadn't fulfilled what he promised her.
"You were injured before?" No wonder she felt something was off when she saw him just now; it turned out he had already been severely injured before casting the spell.
"Last time I cast a spell, I accidentally... injured my inner energy."
The Emperor almost lost his footing and fell into the icy pond, and to stop the Emperor, he forcefully interrupted the spell. This reversed his energy channels and nearly caused him to fall into demonic cultivation.
Tonight, actually, he did not wish for Chu Qianli to come.
But he also knew, if this girl said she would come, she definitely would.
