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I looked at An Zhao with righteous determination, and he slammed his hand on the table, declaring, "Alright, let's escort the General down the mountain."
See, this is An Zhao, always accommodating my wishes.
Suddenly, I wasn't as happy as I had imagined; a deep, indescribable sadness filled my heart.
I cast a silent glance at An Zhao. No one dared to speak; everyone felt the Chieftain's fury.
"Chieftain."
At that moment, Xiao Lan stood up and said, "I will escort the General down the mountain. But I cannot find peace day or night. As long as this poison exists, I cannot sleep soundly. It is said that drinking the Princess's blood can cure the poison; I have no choice but to offend her."
He took a knife and gently cut open my wrist. Pain shot through me, causing me to frown, but he ignored it and asked, "Princess, how much do I need to drink to cure the poison?"
"I... it's useless..." I weakly replied.
I felt my blood slowly draining from my body. Xiao Lan's face was nearly frantic. "It must be useful; it has to be useful! If you drink it all, it will definitely work."
His mouth came closer, like a vampire...
Surprisingly, I didn't feel afraid. Perhaps I knew that at the last moment, the Time Machine would take me back. It was just a pity that I wouldn't get to see An Zhao one last time.
Tears streamed down my face, mingling with the blood on my forehead, dropping onto the grass below.
"What are you doing?!"
Suddenly, a furious shout broke through. I smiled; it was An Zhao. Finally, I could see him one last time. He charged in like an enraged lion and knocked Xiao Lan away with a single blow. "Why is there so much blood? My God, how could you bleed so much?"
I struggled to speak through my weakness. "You... how... did you come... I'm so cruel..."
"You liar! The pill you gave me was not the Ten-Day Heartbreak Pill at all."
He scooped me up in his arms. "I'm taking you to see a doctor."
"The doctors here can't save me..." I said weakly.
I felt as if my blood was about to run dry. An Zhao's tears fell onto my face as he gritted his teeth, biting into his own wrist and thrusting his hand into my mouth. "Drink my blood, and you will be fine."
"Fool..." I whispered.
At that moment, a bright light pierced through the layers of trees, enveloping me in its glow. How touching; the Time Machine had finally come to take me away.
"An Zhao, I want to go back. Let me go," I struggled to say.
"Where are you going?" He held me tightly, refusing to let go.
"To my world," I replied.
He wouldn’t release me. "Wherever you go, I will follow, even if it’s to hell."
I had never thought Xiao Lan would turn against me; in my memory, he had always been timid and childlike.
Halfway up the mountain, I could no longer see the Flying Immortal Stronghold. Reluctantly, I slowed my steps.
"Master."
Xiao Lan suddenly called out to me. Instinctively, I turned around, only to be met with a heavy blow to my forehead, causing blood to gush forth.
Seeing that I swayed but did not fall, Xiao Lan gritted his teeth and struck me again with a brick. I tumbled down the mountain path, rolling for what felt like an eternity until I was stopped by the trees.
But my body ached terribly, and blood obscured my vision.
If An Zhao were here, he would never let me suffer like this. Alas, one reaps what one sows.
Xiao Lan lightly tapped his toes and jumped over to my side in a few leaps.
"Master, Xiao Lan is afflicted with poison. Even though the Chieftain assured us that the poison would never take effect..."
"Boom... Crack..."
"What was that sound?"
In the Time Hotel, the two attendants exchanged worried glances and shouted in unison, "The Time Machine is on fire!"
As the attendants cried out in anguish, two bloodied figures dressed in ancient attire fell to the ground with a groan.
"Goodness, two people, overloaded. No wonder it's on fire."
"Miss Daphne, you owe us money," one attendant called out.
Daphne shakily raised her hand, "Screw you... hurry... take me to... the hospital for a blood transfusion..."
An Zhao felt a surge of fear within him, but as long as Daphne was in his arms, he believed there was nothing to be afraid of. "Will you be okay?"
"When we get to the hospital... I'll be fine..." I replied weakly.
"Will you let me stay in your world?" he asked urgently.
"The Time Machine is on fire; if you want to leave... you can't," I said helplessly.
Nearby, the two attendants were in a panic. "Call 120, hurry and get help."
It seemed that for a long time to come, the Time Hotel would have no business.
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