Yan Xijun took one glance and saw the weak body of Chu Chengming, if it weren't for a strong conviction supporting him in his mind, he would have probably collapsed already.

  She didn't go forward or backward, but slowly moved her feet, and asked Qing, who was standing in the middle of the room near the door: "What's going on with him?"

  "The master has fallen ill, he's gone mad! Miss Yan, you go out first, wait until we've subdued the master, then you can come back in." Qing gave Lan a signal with her eyes, grasping the soft rope in her bosom and taking a step forward.

  Lan knew Qing was going to use brute force and also pulled out a long silk handkerchief from his bosom.

  Yan Xijun took one look and knew that things were not right, seeing the three of them facing off against each other she knew a fight was brewing. She hastily retreated a step and said: "I won't interfere with you all, I'll leave first."

  But just as she took a step forward and hadn't yet crossed the threshold of the door, she heard a loud shout from behind: "Don't go!"

  "Be careful!"

  She had just turned her head when she saw Chu Chengming, that madman, charging towards her with the sharp flower vase fragment. The sharp shard stunned her on the spot, if he stabbed her in the head, it would be all over.

  Yan Xijun still had time to think about this, but he forgot that he wanted to escape. His speed was too fast and his movements were too sudden, so much so that Qing and Lan did not expect him to make such a move.

  What's even more surprising is that Chu Chengming almost threw away the fragments in his hand, then suddenly hugged Yan Xijun tightly.

  Burying his head in her hair, leaning against her shoulder, his body still trembling, he shouted: "Don't go! Don't go!"

  "Hmm, what's going on?" Who could tell her! Yan Xijun was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, maintaining that posture as she was tightly hugged by someone.

  Qing and Lan stared at them with wide eyes in surprise at the door.

  "Your Majesty, don't leave the child!"

  Now, Qing and Lan were not only wide-eyed but also had their mouths agape in shock, it turned out that the master had mistaken Yan's daughter for his mother.

  In the end, Qing was the first to react. He saw his master still tightly embracing Yan Xiu Jun, no matter how others explained it, he just treated Yan Xiu Jun as his mother.

  He also inexplicably drove Qing and Lan away, saying don't disturb him and his mother's get-together.

  Qing helplessly said to Yan Xijun: "Miss Yan, I'm really sorry, Master has fallen ill and there's nothing we can do about it for the time being. You'll just have to make do, and by the way, give him some of your blood to drink. We'll be waiting at the door, if anything happens, call us immediately."

  "Good." Besides responding with a "good", she couldn't do anything else, being tightly held in someone's arms.

  He sighed and pulled the door shut, standing guard at the entrance with a helpless expression.

  "Alright, let me go quickly!" Yan Xijun immediately pulled away the hand that was holding onto her after they left.

  "Don't let go!"

  If she didn't mishear, he seemed to be lying just now.

  She was held by this big boy, and she couldn't help but roar with anger: "Chu Chengming, listen to me, let go of me quickly!"

  "Mother, how can you yell at me like that? You should be calling me Ming'er." The person in her arms protested discontentedly and corrected her way of addressing him.

  Yan Xiu Jun suppressed the idea of turning her face white and asked, "Do you have such a young mother-in-law? Several years younger than you!"

  It's just an idea, she didn't say it out loud, why is he so obsessed?

  "I am not your mother!" she said stiffly.

  "Then what am I to you?"

  "Who are you? Who are you?" Yan Xijun said with a headache: "I'm just a chess piece in your hands."

  "What is a chess piece?"

  "Speechless!"

  Yan Xijun finally understood that it's pointless to discuss issues with fools, let alone those who have lost their minds. Better be careful.

  Yan Xijun didn't want to continue this boring topic with him, pointing to the bed and softly saying: "I'm tired of standing, let me go and rest over there for a bit!"

  Unexpectedly, he didn't raise any objections this time and cooperated quite well, saying "Okay!"

  Just as he walked to the bedside, he said: "Mother, you're tired, rest now, I'll be here guarding you!"

  This sentence almost brought tears to Yan Xijun's eyes, and she deliberately said in a fierce tone: "Think I'm not angry, just lie down and rest obediently."

  "Alright, don't be angry! I'm going to rest." Chu Chengming was like a different person, completely obedient to her. After lying down on the bed, he reached out and grabbed Yan Xijun's hand, pleading: "Mother, don't go!"

  "Fine, I won't go." Yan Xijun grasped his hand back, their two hands tightly clasped together. Suddenly, a surge of sympathy rose up in her heart - he was just like a little kid, so dependent on his mother.

  He is really pitiful, losing his parents at the age of seven, losing his siblings, losing everything, and suffering many setbacks over the years. For more than a decade, he has been silently enduring, how did he get through it all?

  "Mother, I'm tired!" He shook her hand and said to her.

  "Then sleep!" Yan Xijun said softly, gently pulling over the quilt on the bed and covering him with it.

  "Uh, don't leave me!" Chu Chengming said, closing his eyes contentedly, with a warm feeling in the bottom of his heart, and a voice deep in his memory seemed to be saying that to him.

  That's right, it's the queen mother! He suddenly laughed in his dream, his good-looking red lips curled up into a curved arc, and then he slept particularly well.

  The green and blue ones waiting outside the door didn't hear any sound inside, fearing something unexpected might happen, so they walked in. As soon as they entered the room, they saw their master sleeping extremely soundly on the bed.

  Yan Niang was helplessly sitting on the soft couch at the bedside, holding hands with him tightly, and helplessly watching them sigh.

  "Yan Niang, are you alright?" Qing asked with concern as he stepped forward.

  "I'm fine, since he's asleep now, can I feed him blood?"

  "Okay."

  Yan Xijun listened and immediately stretched out the index finger of her other hand, placed it on her lips and bit down hard, and fresh blood gushed out.

  She hastily reached out her hand and put it into Chu Chengming's mouth, dripping down his throat one drop at a time.

  "Do you think this method will really work?" Yan Xijun looked at Chu Chengming, who was asleep, motionless, and even didn't feel anything when she sucked his blood, and couldn't help but doubt.

  Qing was uncertain: "It should be fine, after all, there's an antidote component in your blood."

  "A dead horse is used as if it were a live one to get a veterinary fee."

  "What did you say?" Lan looked at Yan Xijun with a puzzled expression.

  "Nothing was said." Yan Xijun shook her head, why were women so sensitive? She shook the hand that was being held by someone and looked at the two of them: "Trouble you to think of a way to let me get rid of this hand, otherwise, before dawn we won't be able to return to the imperial palace, and none of us will be able to live."

  Qing was so anxious that he immediately became flustered, but Lan calmly said: "Look at you guys, Qing, if you use a bit more force to pry open the master's hand, I bet it will open."

  "It's also oh, they didn't think of such a simple method."

  Then, Qing came forward and took Chu Xiang's hand, trying to pry it open for a while but made no progress. He switched to Lan, but still couldn't do it, so he switched back to Qing.

  Three people continued to count on their fingers until a puzzled voice came: "What are you doing?"

  All three of them were startled by the sudden voice and saw that the person on the bed opened a pair of narrow and long eyes staring at them.

  "Ah, you're awake!" Yan Xijun smiled as she gazed at him, thinking to herself that he must have been woken up by someone pinching his fingers, and hopefully he wouldn't say anything crazy again.

  "How did you end up here?" Chu Cheng Ming also stared at Yan Xi Jun for a long time before asking.

  "Huh? Master, you've come back around!" Lan exclaimed excitedly.

  Qing exclaimed excitedly: "Master, you've finally regained your senses."