My husband married a concubine? I turned around and married the cold prince.

Chapter 219 Transmitting Internal Force

If it were usual, she would have easily broken free, but today she was very weak. She struggled a bit, like a coquettish kitten, and moved a few times. To Shi Qiuwu, it didn't look like a struggle, but rather brought her closer to him.

"Don't hide, Qianqian. You've been poisoned, your body is weak, and your internal energy has also dissipated. I'll give you some energy so that your body can recover better. Don't refuse."

Shi Qiuwu held An Qingqian in his arms with his other hand and spoke calmly.

He was confused and worried. Who attacked An Qingqian?

An Qingqian is usually very vigilant, so how could she be so careless this time?

An Qingqian couldn't break free, and instead she was so tired that she broke into a sweat.

"Don't move, Qianqian. If you move, I don't know what I will do to you." Shi Qiuwu rested his chin on the top of An Qingqian's head and threatened softly.

He was not joking. He already liked An Qingqian, and they had had that kind of relationship before. He had been alone for so many years, and it was really hard for him to control himself.

An Qingqian's look at this moment was somewhat different from usual, she looked pitiful and lovable, and she struggled in his arms. He knew that this was a bit shameful, but he couldn't control his body's reaction.

When An Qingqian heard this, she remembered what happened in Prince Xian's Mansion last night. Her eyes suddenly widened and she looked up at Shi Qiuwu in disbelief.

"I'm already so weak, what are you going to do?"

Shi Qiuwu looked down at An Qingqian, whose ears were slightly red, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, deliberately misinterpreting her meaning.

"I mean, if you move again, I'll press your acupuncture points. What do you think? Huh?"

Hearing Shi Qiuwu's joking words, An Qingqian thought she was thinking too much, so she quickly lowered her head, her little face flushed.

"No, I'm talking about the acupoints. I'm not imagining anything." An Qingqian explained weakly.

Damn it, when did she become like this? It's so embarrassing!

"Hmm." A dull laugh came from Shi Qiuwu's chest, making An Qingqian even more embarrassed.

"The poison in your body is very strong, but fortunately it has been resolved. In the next two days, you must eat well and take medicine. Don't use force or internal force. Do you understand?"

Shi Qiuwu stopped teasing An Qingqian and instead explained the situation to her in detail.

Although he knew that since this person could detoxify such a poison, he naturally knew what An Qingqian should pay attention to, he was still worried.

"Yeah, I know." An Qingqian leaned her face on Shi Qiuwu's chest and spoke in a muffled voice.

"Do you want me to arrange two people to come and protect you?"

"No need, Yingyi and Boyun can protect me. I will not leave the general's mansion until my body recovers. Nothing will happen, don't worry."

"Well, okay then." Shi Qiuwu thought of the two people he met in the yard just now. It seemed that An Zhenyuan had arranged for them to protect An Qingqian, so he didn't say anything more.

If you arrange too many people, it will attract other people's attention.

An Qingqian quietly felt the warm internal energy flowing into her body, and felt extremely comfortable throughout her body.

Shi Qiuwu didn't say anything, so An Qingqian lowered her head and looked at him casually, and saw that Shi Qiuwu's right hand was around her waist.

He reached out and grabbed it, holding it in front of him.

His hands were very broad and warm, with a thin layer of calluses on the fingertips. His fingers were long, with distinct joints and round nails, which were very beautiful.

An Qingqian looked at it, raised the corner of her mouth, and then took out her own hand and placed it aside for comparison.

His own hands were also beautiful, but they were smaller than Shi Qiuwu's, and whiter and tenderer than his.

An Qingqian looked at the two hands, raised her head and quickly glanced at Shi Qiuwu's expression, then put her own hand on Shi Qiuwu's hand, palm to palm, with fingers clenched.

Feeling An Qingqian's movements, Shi Qiuwu lowered his head slightly, his expression became softer, and he tightened his fingers, clasping her hands tightly.

In Shi Qiuwu's opinion, An Qingqian's hands were small, soft and white, and their fingers could really be described as peeling onion roots.

Smelling the faint sandalwood scent on Shi Qiuwu's body, An Qingqian felt extremely at ease. She closed her eyes and let herself be surrounded by the sandalwood scent and entered her mind.

Seeing that An Qingqian stopped talking, Shi Qiuwu thought she was tired, so he also quieted down.

An hour later, Shi Qiuwu's brows knitted slightly. His internal injuries had not yet healed, and forcibly transferring his internal energy to An Qingqian made him feel a little overwhelmed.

Shi Qiuwu closed his palm and grabbed An Qingqian's wrist again. He made sure that she was slightly tighter than before, and then he felt relieved.

However, when he took An Qingqian's pulse, there was no movement. Shi Qiuwu leaned over and lowered his head, only to see that An Qingqian had fallen asleep in his arms at some point.

A smile flashed in Shi Qiuwu's eyes. He helped An Qingqian lie down and covered her with a blanket.

When she was asleep, she was not as lively as when she was awake, with curled eyelashes, a small and straight nose, and slightly pale lips.

Her face was also small. Shi Qiuwu always felt that her face was much smaller than his hand. He could cover An Qingqian's entire face with one hand.

Because of the poisoning and injury, her face lost some of its usual rosy color and looked more haggard, which made people feel distressed when seeing it.

Shi Qiuwu reached out and touched An Qingqian's tranquil face, and his hard heart softened.

He suddenly felt sad and wondered why he hadn't met her earlier.

If she had met her earlier, she would not have encountered what happened later and would not have suffered so much grievance.

If he had met her earlier, they would have been together a long time ago.

Shi Qiuwu pushed away a strand of hair that had fallen on An Qingqian's face. His movement was very gentle and did not disturb An Qingqian.

Knowing that An Qingqian was very alert, the reason she was able to fall asleep in his arms this time must be because her subconscious trust in him had increased, plus she was weak to begin with.

Besides, her current condition required a good rest, so he didn't dare to touch her too much.

Looking at An Qingqian's peaceful sleeping face, Shi Qiuwu had to leave even though he was a little reluctant.

He leaned over and kissed An Qingqian gently on the forehead, then turned around and left reluctantly.

Yingyi and Boyun were sitting on the couch, looking into the inner room from time to time, but the door was closed just now, so they didn't know what was going on inside.

Seeing Shi Qiuwu coming out, they both stood up immediately.

"Your young lady has fallen asleep, there's no need to disturb her anymore." Shi Qiuwu gave an order, then opened the door and left.

Yingyi and Boyun sent Shi Qiuwu to the gate of the yard. When they saw him fly away, they turned around and went back into the room.