The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife Chapter 147

Chapter 147 - Death of Helian Yi

His lips were dried and had been peeled off, seeing that Mo Xie had woken up, he revealed a smile on his face, he slowly closed his eyes, and two drops of tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes. His hands fell on the bed.

Mo Long sensed the movement around her and immediately looked over. She wanted to move, but her body was not under her control.

"Wings! Wings!"

Helian Yi landed beside the bed without any movement. But the other hand was gripping Mo Li's hand, which was resting on the side of the bed.

He felt Helian Yi's hands cool as ice. Mo Li's heart clenched. What happened to him?

When his gaze fell upon the blood stains on the ground that had not dried up yet, Mo Li's tears were like pearls with their strings cut, as tears kept sliding down his face.

Did he drink blood for her again?

This time, Mo Long guessed wrong. Helian Yi didn't feed her blood, but the flame between her eyebrows!

Mo Xie's throat seemed to be blocked by something. Not only was he unable to speak, he even felt a burning pain.

She endured the discomfort and shouted with all her might:

"Yue Er!" "Yue Er!"

Yue'er, who was standing guard at the door, suddenly heard a loud noise. She shuddered and lay down by the door, remembering that Helian Yi was still inside, and not daring to push open the door, she could only listen attentively to what was going on inside.

Hearing Mo Xie's cries for help, Yue'er was startled for a moment, and without hesitation, she pushed open the door and ran in.

She looked at the man on the ground, then at Mo Xie who was lying on the bed.

Wushang, who was hiding in the dark, noticed that something was not right. At the same time, the silhouette of the falcon appeared in the room.

Mo Xiang's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the three of them and spoke to the falcon.

"Hurry, hurry and get the imperial physician!"

In an instant, the falcon disappeared. Wushang hurriedly placed Helian Yi on the bed and took his pulse. It was just that, why did Master have no more connections? It was impossible, Master would not leave so easily … What had happened?

He looked at Mo Long, and when he saw his situation, he could not bear it any longer, and felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. Withdrawing his gaze, Wushang said solemnly,

"Esteemed w.a.n.gfei, the prince, he …"

Mo Li's heart skipped a beat, and she asked in a choked voice: "What happened to him?"

"His Highness doesn't have a pulse."

"Impossible!" How could he not have a pulse! Wushang, how dare you! Cursing your own master like that, do you believe that I won't kill you right now?! "

Wushang suddenly knelt on the ground with a heavy heart. It was impossible for a master to die so easily, so he did not dare make a conclusion, but it was true that his master had lost his pulse.

"Esteemed w.a.n.gfei, master really doesn't have a pulse, you can …"

"Shut up!" I don't need it! Get the h.e.l.l out of here! "

Seeing this, Yue Er hurriedly knelt down and begged.

"Esteemed w.a.n.gfei, can I let Yue'er stay to wait upon you?"

"All of you, get out! "Scram!"

At this moment, Mo Long could no longer hold it in, his face was filled with tears, anger, and despair. Wushang's words frightened her, and she had never felt such fear before. It was even more so than losing her master and senior brother.

She was afraid of losing Helian Yi, afraid that he would suddenly leave her.

She held his cold hand tightly. Her heart was trembling, her entire body was trembling. She did not believe Wushang's words! She didn't believe that her man would just leave like that. This was simply a joke! The famous War G.o.d King of Ming You Country, Helian Yi, how could he possibly die? How could he!

Yue'er was so frightened by Mo Xie that she stood rooted to the ground. Seeing that, Wushang dragged her down, and very quickly, only Mo Xie and Helian Yi were left in the hall.

Mo Li lay on her side, naked, feeling a surge of energy flowing through her body. She slowly propped herself up and sat on her bed, staring at Helian Yi who was lying on it.

Seeing that he was completely cold, she wrapped him in her blanket and laid her head on his chest, hugging him tightly.

She couldn't hear his heart.

Mo Long's tears fell unceasingly on Helian Yi's chest, as he gritted his teeth to not let himself cry out.

She had always been strong, but at this moment, even her heart was broken.

In order to save her, he even threw away his life! Why! What was he so stupid about?

Perhaps because he was too tired to cry, Mo Xie lay quietly on Helian Yi's chest, with a faint smile on his lips as he said:

"Yi, do you remember the first time you saw me? I'm afraid you've forgotten. "I am a vengeful person, so I remember very clearly that I was killed by Mo Xiao and was thrown into the fecal drain. When you saw me, you had a face full of disgust. At that time, it should be described as loathing …"

He told Helian Yi everything that had happened between them, word by word. But the person underneath him still didn't have the slightest bit of movement.

After some time, there was a knock on the door, and Mo Long knew that the falcon had invited the imperial physician.

However, his heart had stopped beating. What should he do?

She slowly raised her head. Because she was crying so loudly, her voice had become hoa.r.s.e.

"Come in."

Falcon pushed open the door, and two imperial physicians rushed in behind him.

After checking their meridians, they all shook their heads and left. Mo Han looked at the falcon with his eyes wide open. He then sniffed and reminded the falcon in a cold voice.

"Arrest those two imperial physicians! The prison in King Jing Palace's dungeon cannot be released without my order! "

The falcon stared at Mo Long with a serious expression. After a moment, he nodded and led the two imperial physicians away.

He thought that Mo Xie would cry while holding Helian Yi. He thought that she would faint from a single blow. He thought that she was like those women …

But he knew that she was different from those girls. He did not expect that with Helian Yi's death, something that even Wushang and himself could not accept, Mo Lianyi regained his senses in such a short time.

After locking up the imperial physician in the dungeon, she was definitely worried that Helian Yi's actions would attract the attention of the other princes.

It was as if the events of the night had never happened. After Mo Long ordered the Falcon to detain the imperial physician, he ordered him to place Helian Yi on the cold bed that was used to treat Guo Xiang's injuries.

Because Wushang's aura was similar to Helian Yi's, she ordered Wushang to disguise himself as Helian Yi to lie in the sleeping quarters, claiming that King Jing had caught a chill and was recuperating in the castle.

The real Helian Yi was quietly lying on the ice bed in the study room. There was not a single trace of life around him.

Early in the morning, the Jing King Manor was as usual. Within the hall, Mo Long's voice rang out, bringing with it a sense of pleasant surprise.

"Wing, you're finally awake? "I thought you..."

Yue'er, who was guarding the door, was startled for a moment. His Royal Highness had awoken?

Soon, Helian Yi's cold voice sounded.

"This king's martial arts technique requires one to close one's breath for the time it takes to burn an incense stick. If I forcefully wake up midway, my cultivation will go berserk …"

Hearing this familiar voice, Yue'er's heart instantly relaxed. His Royal Highness was fine, he was still alive!

"It's just that I suffered a chill from being tormented by my beloved concubine last night. These few j.a.panese kings will probably have to stay in the mansion to recuperate for a period of time. "I'll have to trouble my beloved concubine to manage the affairs of the estate."

Inside the hall, Helian Yi's sharp eyes flickered as he looked at Mo Li.