But just as Chu Qianli was about to open the vacuum bottle, her fingertips paused again.
Fu Ning couldn't understand: "My lady…"
Chu Qianli didn't speak, she just stared blankly at the bottle.
The vacuum bottle could only be opened once.
Once opened, its preserving ability would vanish, and his blood would coagulate, never retaining its original form.
The fresh flowing blood would eventually turn into a clump of dead matter.
Her heart inexplicably twisted with pain again.
Ah, unable to keep the person, can't even preserve his blood, is that it?
But since he's no longer here, what's the point of keeping his blood?
Chu Qianli, what are you thinking? What do you still care about?
"My lady, if doing this makes you uncomfortable, then don't do it. Since you know he's at Phoenix Mountain, maybe you should go there first."
Although Fu Ning didn't know what she was holding, she intuitively felt it was related to Prince Yexuan.
Could it be Prince Yexuan's blood?
