Rebirth Of The Apocalypse Queen: On Your Knees, Young Emperor! Chapter 274 - Chicken Pox? Hereditary Illness?

Chapter 274: Chicken Pox? Hereditary Illness?

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

While Qin Yi packed up and was about to leave, Lin Qing and the others, who slept in the living room, were already awake. Their alcohol tolerance was excellent, and despite drinking so much, they were in great spirits after some sleep.

When Lin Qing saw Qin Yi, he immediately greeted her with his wide smile and flashing teeth, “Yiyi, good morning! Did you sleep well last night?”

Lin Bai, on the other hand, was warm and gentle, “Does your head still hurt?”

Qin Yi raised a brow, finding it strange that the group did not find the red dots on her body surprising. Her eyes landed on Yun Huan, who was seated on the sofa, and felt warmth in her heart.

It was him.

Qin Yi’s eyes became gentler as she smiled, “Not too bad. Right, where’s Chen Che.”

Qin Yi moved her wrists as a blaze ignited deep in her phoenix eyes, seemingly enough to burn people alive.

Lin Bai recalled that the national treasure, Lord Che, was still paralyzed in bed and coughed out loud, his narrow fox eyes giving off a smile. “He is still lying in bed. I forced the white wine down his throat last night, so I’m not sure if he’ll wake up today.”

Qin Yi did not think that Yun Huan would have taken revenge for her already, and as though she had drunk a cup of hot cocoa, she felt full of warmth. It had been some time since someone was that concerned for her.

Just as they were talking about him, Chen Che staggered in with a bitter face. Everyone looked at the national treasure and his panda eyes.

Upon seeing Qin Yi, Chen Che walked forward without a thought, anger radiating from his tone, “Brat, look at what you did. My beautiful eyes! You better take responsibility for this.”

Qin Yi pushed Chen Che’s face away indifferently, her eyes flickering with a light. She approached closer with dangerous intent, remarking, “Is that so? I find it rather beautiful, so why don’t I give Lord Che more of this.”

Upon recalling Qin Yi’s weird strength, Chen Che immediately retreated a few steps, protecting his own face. That was when he noticed that Qin Yi’s face was covered with red dots, even her hands had dots all over them.

“Oh my! Brat, what happened to you? Do you have chickenpox?” Chen Che asked in surprise.

Chuchu walked out while holding her hemline, her beautiful hair draped across her shoulders, her delicate face holding a hint of worry, “Little brother Yiyi, what happened to you? Is it really chickenpox? If it is, that’s terrible.”

She stepped forward a bit, inspecting Qin Yi. “Boss, Big Bai, all of you stay a distance away from Little brother Yiyi. None of you have had chickenpox before and it won’t be good if all of you get it. What about this? I’ve had chickenpox before, it’s fine if I’m near Little brother Yiyi. Let me take care of him.” Chuchu’s tone was of concern, truly looking like an older sister filled with warmth and care.

However, Qin Yi was able to see the schadenfreude in her eyes, as well as craziness and glee. She smiled with disdain, replying, “No need.”

Chuchu wanted to speak further, but Qin Hanyu stepped forward gracefully, his profound and enchanting phoenix eyes smiling as he explained, “This isn’t chickenpox. It’s a type of allergy to alcohol. My mum has it as well; she can’t take alcohol, or it will befall her upon drinking only one sip. The next day, her entire body will be covered with the same red dots. Young miss Chuchu don’t have to worry about it.”

Qin Yi did not know if it was a mistake, but Qin Hanyu had stressed the words ‘Young miss’. Also, strangely enough, Sun Zhilan had the same allergy as her.

Qin Hanyu was surprised as well. This allergy was unique, a hereditary illness of a sort. His grandmother had the same allergy, but who would have thought Qin Yi would have it too. It had to be some fate.

Chuchu’s face turned red, having sensed Qin Hanyu’s stress on ‘young miss’. Her fingernails clenched into her fists, but she smiled, false joy in her eyes. “I see, I didn’t think about this, but I am glad it isn’t chickenpox. Otherwise, Younger brother Yiyi’s complexion would be ruined.”