The Watcher In The Maize

The black blood sprayed onto the purple grapes and dripped down, wetting the ground lit by the lanterns. The Second Prince had his head lowered, and mouth half opened. The bottom half of his jaw was covered in blood. Both his eyes were lowered. Without looking at Fan Xian, he raised his hand to stop his thought of walking over.

"The moment you walked in the manor, I took the medicine." The Second Prince crouched on the chair, his head hung low. Faintly, he said, "I know you are Fei Jie's student, but the poison has already entered my heart. You won't be able to save me. I also don't want you to save me. You have to know that although you are powerful, you can't stop my dying."