This is definitely not a dream!

Chen Lang's confused head suddenly woke up, and there was darkness around him and nothing could be seen. He reached out to touch his mouth and the bed sheet, and felt it was full of sticky and warmth.

My chest seemed to be blocked by something, my heart was pounding at an acceleration, and my temples on both sides gathered together, jumping bulgingly. The throat was very dry and astringent, and it seemed that something was painted in front of me, which was extremely blurry.

Yes, although there was no darkness around him, Chen Lang did notice the changes in his eyes.

Has the poison occurred?

Chen Lang groped to get the flint at the head of the bed. Based on his past feeling, he should have got it. However, at this moment, his chest suddenly felt like it was torn and painful.

It was still a fishy and salty smell that surged from the chest to the throat.

Damn~

Chen Lang gritted his teeth tightly and forced the fishy and salty smell back. The mouthful of black blood that he spit out just now was because Chen Lang was sleeping at that time, and now, Chen Lang held on with his tenacious will.

When the fingertips touched something, it was a little round and a little cool. It must have been for the flint, Chen Lang pulled his arm back with force, and the original intention was to take the flint over.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Chen Lang used his strength, the pain in his chest suddenly worsened. Not only that, he suddenly felt like a needle prick on his whole body. Chen Lang, who happened to be lying on the edge of the bed, could not bear it and his body fell to the floor uncontrollably.

Chen Lang tried his best to pull back, but he did not play any role. He slowly fell under the bed like a slow motion in the movie.

"Bang~"

Even the sounds made when falling were very slight, and it felt like a mud cow was entering the sea.

After landing, the pain instantly turned into extreme itching. From the top of the head to the soles of the feet, no inch of skin on the body could survive.

At this moment, ten fingers on both hands were definitely not enough, and Chen Lang could only twist and twitch on the floor to relieve the itching feeling.

All that could be seen around was darkness. Chen Lang tried his best to stretch out his hands, trying to ignite the flint.

He estimated the positions of the two flints on his left and right hands, and then gently collided at each other. However, as soon as he made the movement, his arms and wrists suddenly stretched, and the pain almost made Chen Lang faint. The flints on both hands also fell due to the pain.

Damn~

Chen Lang's cell was trembling. He had no idea about the surrounding floor, looking for the flint that had just fallen. As he searched, Chen Lang decided not to look for that thing anymore. He opened his mouth and shouted upward with hissing:

"Little fish!"

However, the hissing sound was just Chen Lang's imagination, because this shout did not sound any more. The interfering throat seemed to be stuck. A few seconds later, a fishy and salty smell surged out.

"puff!"

This time, even if Chen Lang gritted his teeth, it was useless. He still sprayed out with slightly hot black blood.

Am I going to die soon?

Chen Lang shook his head, and his strong desire to survive told him that you can't be finished now. He suddenly thought of a solution, so he stared at his eyes and turned toward the wall on his right with his feelings.

Because Yu Mufei slept on the other side of the wall.

Chen Lang supported the ground with one elbow and dragged his body forward. It seemed that there was a stool blocking Chen Lang halfway. He used his strength to push it, and the stool blocking the way fell on the floor.

"Bang!"

The silent night amplified the sound, and Chen Lang hoped that anyone could hear it.

Unfortunately, Chen Lang had no choice but to continue moving towards the right wall.

The blood and blood in his body were surging, his vision was blurred, and a buzzing noise came from his ears. The poisonousness under Xian Mo Bai was indeed extraordinary.

Chen Lang didn't know how long he could last, but he had to hold on.

Finally, when he arrived at the wall, Chen Lang raised his palm and patted hard on the wall.

"Bang!"

Unfortunately, no matter how hard Chen Lang tried, he could only make a relatively slight sound. Even though the sound was amplified by the dark night, it still seemed ethereal.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Chen Lang continued to pat the wall in front of him, and even he was disheartened. This sound might not be awakened by the sleeping Yu Mufei.

vase!

At this critical moment, Chen Lang suddenly thought of several vases on the wall. Two vases were larger and the height was almost as high as Chen Lang. If the vase was pushed down, Yu Mufei would be awakened.

Good idea ~

So Chen Lang began to move horizontally. His fingertips quickly touched the vase. Chen Lang lifted his shoulders without any ambiguity, and the weight of his entire body hit the vase.

pain!

The chest hurts, the head hurts, the butt hurts, and every muscle in his body hurts. But Chen Lang forced himself to hold on, and his shoulders continued to push the vase.

Finally, the vase, which was about the same height as Chen Lang, began to tilt slightly, and then smashed it down unstoppably.

There was a loud noise in the darkness.

"Bang!"

A vase made of precious porcelain was broken into several petals.

Chen Lang held his breath, and soon a nervous voice came from the next door: "Is it your Highness?"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Chen Lang responded with a slap.

At this time, there was no sound next door again. Of course, there might be a sound, but Chen Lang's tinnitus is now severe, so he can't hear the lighter sound.

After waiting for half a minute, Chen Lang saw a faint candlelight lit in his room. The candlelight swayed and jumped. Although it was small, it was Chen Lang's hope.

Yu Mufei was wearing a red bellyband and half-length shorts. The candlelight reflected the snow-white skin and beautiful figure.

She often came to Chen Lang's room to clean, so she had the key here. After hearing the signal from Chen Lang, she lit the candles regardless of the situation and arrived as soon as possible.

"Your Highness."

Yu Mufei called out with a trembling voice. She didn't know what was going on, so she was very scared. What if something bad guy had entered the prince's room?

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Chen Lang could not speak loudly, so he could only use a wall to make a prompt.

Yu Mufei saw Chen Lang naked and the black blood he spitted on his chest. In an instant, Yu Mufei's scream almost blurted out, but she held it with the strongest belief, because the scream would blow out the candle in her hand.

"Your Highness, what are you?" Yu Mufei's tone was sobbing.

"I didn't take medicine." Chen Lang replied in a faint voice.

"Ah?" Yu Mufei said in surprise, "Did I give the medicine to Your Highness today? Why don't you take it?"

Chen Lang smiled and looked at Yu Mufei's delicate face: "Don't worry, just call Zhong Ping and Yin Baichuan for me."

"I will help Your Highness to bed." Yu Mufei said as he wanted to withstand Chen Lang.

"No hurry. Since someone has discovered me, then no hurry. Besides, I am heavy and you can't carry it." Chen Lang wanted to caress Yu Mufei's hair with one hand, but suddenly he thought that his hands were dirty, so he quietly put them down again.
Chapter completed!