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Lan Xin was startled and hastily rushed to catch up. When he walked into the underground palace, he realized that the skylight above the blood pool had already closed without him knowing. The water in the blood pool was still so dark red that it had not had time to be diluted by the fresh water.

Old Master Lan immediately ordered someone to fill the jar with water, he walked up to the door that was tightly shut, and poured the water inside. After waiting for a few minutes, the stone door finally slowly opened. A palace that he had never seen before appeared before his eyes.

Old Master Lan was both surprised and happy. He raised his leg and was about to rush in to investigate. Lan Xin and Lan Ning pulled him back at the same time, causing Lan Xin to anxiously say: "Dad, if I go in, I won't be able to come out, I don't even know if Yan Junyi is alive right now, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a way to open the door, so it's best that you don't go in."

"Who says that you can't get out just by going in?" Old Master Lan looked at her suspiciously. He was afraid that he had been played by his daughter again.

"We almost couldn't get out before, Dad, I didn't lie to you." Lan Xin thought of the last time he was about to step out of the door, and was almost smashed into meat paste by the thick stone slab.

Although the Old Master Lan was suspicious, he did not dare to take his life as a joke. Standing outside the door, he craned his neck to peek inside. In his heart, he was secretly surprised at the magnanimity and extravagance within, and the more he looked at it, the more he wanted to enter.

"Dad, can you see the painting in the middle?" Lan Ning suddenly pointed to the portrait of Snow Queen and asked.

Old Master Lan followed his finger and looked over, the portrait just happened to be hung on a conspicuous stone wall, and the woman in the painting was smiling sweetly, with a depressing look in her eyes.

Although he had only seen Xue Bao a few times, and the majority of them were seen in Lan Ning's computer photo albums, he was still able to tell that the woman in the painting had a godlike appearance to her with a single glance.

Old Master Lan was surprised, he even felt his scalp tingling, he was so shocked by the strange scene that he was at a loss for words.

"She is the Queen of Yue Ye, the legendary Snow Queen." Lan Ning said softly in his ear. His voice was very soft, but it was loud enough for Old Master Lan to hear him clearly.

Old Master Lan turned around and gestured to one of his subordinates: "Go, help me take out the painting!" Not only did he want to draw, he also wanted to use him to give it a try to see if it was really like what Lan Xin said.

The subordinate instinctively took a step back, and his face was immediately filled with fear. He shook his head and began to beg, "No, Master …" I don't want to die. " Cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

You want him to enter the underground palace? And if Yan Junyi died, then they would never be able to think of coming out again for the rest of their lives. His legs began to tremble as soon as he thought of the fact that even bones could turn into mud.

"Who said he would die? "No way!" Old Master Yan grabbed his arm and pushed him into the palace.

The poor man exclaimed. The moment he was pushed into the palace, Lan Ning luckily managed to quickly pull him back. He looked at Old Master Lan flustered and exasperated, "Dad, are you crazy? Don't take human life as a joke! "

Old Master Lan had long since been driven berserk by his interests, everything inside the palace seemed to attract him to enter as if there was magic within. His heart was already itching, wanting to see if there was any great wealth that could exist inside.

"Dad, don't you understand? Something that does not belong to you is something that you will never be able to obtain. " Lan Xin quickly looked at the man whose legs had gone limp because of his fright. She also didn't think that her father would do such an impulsive thing.

The Old Master Lan glared at her in displeasure, and angrily said: "Who said it didn't belong to me? The Moon God Hall is mine! "

Lan Xin knew that it was useless to say anything at this point. She could only sigh helplessly.

Only when the stone door of the underground palace closed with a loud bang did Old Master Lan finally recover from his fantasies, staring at the tightly shut stone wall in front of him. Everything returned to its original state, as if there had never been a final palace before.

A day and night passed, and the hospital's VIP ward seemed to be abnormally quiet. Old Master Yan stood outside the window of the isolation ward and looked inside, he had already stood there for an entire night!

Sister Liu comforted him countless times: "Master, go home and take a nap. Second Young Master said that Eldest Young Master still needs to stay in isolation for two days to undergo the hemopoietic process. He won't wake up so soon."

"How could the lost blood be made back in a few days?" Old Master Yan snorted bitterly. He was still worried that Yan Junyi would die from excessive blood loss. Pale as usual.

"That's fine. Eldest Young Master has always been healthy, except …" Sister Liu sighed lightly, then said: "As long as we properly recuperate, Eldest Young Master will be like normal like before."

The Old Master Yan had heard too many such comforting words that he simply could not enter. After seeing Yan Wenxuan coming out from the inside, he hurriedly went forward and grabbed his arm. Does Jun Yi have any signs of improvement? "

Yan Wenxuan glanced at Yan Junyi who was in the ward and helplessly said: "Because no one's blood type can fuse with Big Brother's, so … For the time being, I'm not sure when I'll wake up. "

The only person that could provide blood for Yan Junyi in this world was Xue Bao, but she found it hard to even protect herself. It was simply impossible to give Yan Junyi a blood transfusion. Furthermore, Old Master Yan was worried that the virus would be transferred into Yan Junyi's body through his blood, so he didn't even think of using Xue Bao's blood to save Yan Junyi's life.

"Without a blood source, will he still have a chance to live?" What made him angered was that even though Xue Bao's life could not be saved, Yan Junyi had instead been trapped in a situation where he was unable to recover from it.

"Yes, according to elder brother's physique, as long as he recuperates properly he will wake up soon." Yan Wenxuan was very confident when he said this, but Old Master Yan finally heaved a sigh of relief. Yan Wenxuan's words were a reassurance to him, and his heart finally settled down a little!

"Look, old master, I already said that Eldest Young Master will get better." Sister Liu said with a smile, his face full of joy.

Old Master Yan nodded. Just as he wanted to ask something, Yan Wenxuan had already turned around and left. There was only a doctor and nurse left guarding outside of Yan Junyi's ward, tracking the disease at any time.

Yan Wenxuan walked out of Yan Junyi's sickroom and directly went to Xue Bao's sickroom. What made him puzzled was that Mr. Yan, Yi Yuer and the others were actually guarding outside the isolation glass.

Compared to Yan Junyi, they were actually more concerned about Xue Bao's life? Yan Wenxuan laughed bitterly in his heart.

Outside the ward were the mother fan and Lin Family members, who looked sad. They sat on the chairs silently. The others all had apathetic expressions, and it was impossible to tell that they were concerned about Xue Bao in the slightest.

Seeing Yan Wenxuan coming over, Yi Yuer immediately asked with concern: "Wen Xuan, how is Jun Yi now? Are you feeling better? "

Yan Meiqi also looked at him in anticipation. In fact, they were truly concerned about Yan Junyi. However, they were even more eager to determine if Xue Bao could be revived. Their thoughts were all the same!

"He's fine. You can rest assured." Yan Wenxuan nodded with a light smile, then raised his hand to support the door handle, preparing to open the door and enter.

Mr. Yan asked at this time, "What about her?" When Yan Wenxuan turned around, he saw her use her chin and point at the Xue Bao in the ward. Only now did he understand that she was talking about Xue Bao, and of course he understood why she asked that.

Anyone could tell that the Mr. Yan was very greedy for the golden needles and the blood jade on Xue Bao's wrist. Perhaps she thought that if Xue Bao died, the two items would belong to her!

"She …" "That's good too." Yan Wenxuan said after pausing for a while. He hoped that Xue Bao would really be well, and hoped that his mother would stop thinking about the Blood Jade.

A tinge of sadness appeared on Yan Wenxuan's face as he looked at Mr. Yan, as well as the hate and anger on his face. He felt pain in his heart, but he didn't say anything. He turned around, pushed open the door and walked in.

Inside the ward, Xue Bao's complexion had improved, but he still needed oxygen and needles to maintain his weak breath. The lifeline that once ran straight across the screen finally began to jump and bend again.

The blood jade on her wrist seemed to have grown roots without her realizing. It was difficult to remove it from her wrist. The blood-red jade bracelet formed a beautiful match with her slender white wrist. It was indeed very beautiful.

Yan Wenxuan couldn't help but gently stroke the blood jade with his hand. His smooth and cold feeling felt a little bit cold, as cold as her arm.

Yan Wenxuan finally understood why Mr. Yan was so greedy towards the blood jade. This jade bracelet could vaguely emit a seductive power, maybe Xue Bao wore it on his hand because he couldn't resist the enticement back then, and in the end couldn't take it off.

Second Young Master, the Young Madam's heart veins are still unstable, what do we do? Master Ming Zhen looked at Yan Wenxuan worriedly. He was worried about Xue Bao's death the most.

However, ever since he returned from the Moon God Hall, Xue Bao did not seem to be getting any better. A day and a night had passed, and he was still in a deep slumber. Just as he let out a sigh of relief, he immediately became nervous again.

Yan Wenxuan straightened his body, both of his hands in the pockets of the big white scrolls, looking down at Xue Bao from above. He took a deep breath and said, "So many strange incidents have happened, you should believe that she will definitely come back to life."

"Well, I hope so." Master Ming Zhen nodded and said expectantly.

Yan Wenxuan helped Xue Bao change the needle water. After standing beside her bed for a few minutes, he turned around and walked out. He was really tired these few days, because he had almost not slept for two days with Xue Bao and Yan Junyi.