Chapter 41: The Boy with a Terminal Illness

ise not to kill me, and I will tell you."Wang Zun hurriedly said."Double your compensation for the resources you obtained from Yuqing Gate."Forget the art of dreaming."If I forget the martial arts, my...Qingxuan said to Ginger Red, "If you say it's a coincidence, do you believe it"

Ginger Hong saw the queen's gaze was calm and unwavering, she didn't see any flicker. She didn't think much more about it either.

After all, no one knew about her attempt to assassinate the princess yesterday.

Yun Sheng stood beside Qing Xuan. Although he had a lot to say to her, seeing that she seemed preoccupied with something and there was a strange woman beside her, he remained silent, standing guard by Qing Xuan's side without saying another word.

Yun Sheng didn't expect that, under the guidance of the strange woman, they would arrive at the room next to his.

Ginger stood at the door, her eyes already reddening before she even stepped inside.

Ginger Red: "My brother is inside right now."

At this time, the sound of violent vomiting came from within the room. Such a sound was something Yun Sheng had often heard these past few days.

"Ayue!"

Jiang Hong pushed the door open and rushed into the room. What met her eyes was a thin, bony boy lying on the bed, side-lying and spitting blood.

Yun Sheng had suffered inhuman torture since childhood. In Qing Xuan's eyes, he was already thin to the bone, but the young man before her was even thinner.

Looking at Ginger, who was coughing up blood relentlessly and barely clinging to life, Ginger Hong finally couldn't hold back her tears anymore.

"A-Yue, it's sister who apologizes to you! Back then, if not for sister being afraid of getting blood on her hands and would rather starve than kill, you wouldn't have starved yourself to the point of illness!"

Jiang Hong said, her eyes filled with remorse, and slapped herself repeatedly.

Ginger Red: "It's all my sister's fault!"

Ginger never expected that when he vomited blood, Ginger Red would come back. Usually, whenever Ginger Red was around, he forced himself to endure and wouldn't let her see his most vulnerable side.

But today I just happened to run into Ginger Red.she could or couldn't answer the other person's riddle would no longer matter.However, just as Qingxuan was about to speak, a low and cold voice rang out from the sixth floor of Zhenbao Pavilion, belo...