Boss Tong took a face and pulled out more than a dozen silver needles. Then, he broke open his mouth in anger, threw a pill in it, and closed it rudely.

"Are you tired of living? How could you be so generous at this time? Do you know that if you are not careful, your life will be over? If I hadn't rejuvenated my skills, you would have been over!"

The handsome man on the bamboo bed kept his thin lips tightly pursing, his eyes staring at a certain point without turning for a long time.

This was the first time that Mr. Tong saw Wanqiu like this. When he scolded him, he couldn't help but frown in fear, "Boy, did he relieve the poison on your body?"

Seeing that Wan Qiqi did not answer, he said to himself, "Your body is obviously showing signs of improvement. This is something that I have never done for several years." There was a little jealousy in his words, but it was not difficult to hear a hint of relief.

Then, he said seriously, "Your poison has been deeply rooted in your body for more than ten years. It will not take a day or a day to eliminate it. You must cooperate with the internal breathing skills I teach you. Remember, this thing cannot happen again today. Otherwise, even the gods of Daluo will not be able to save you!"

He looked at Wanqiu with a gaze, hoping to have a little reaction. But he was still lying there, motionless. Old Tong packed up his things angrily, "Hmph, I have become such a virtue for a woman. You really look like him." After that, he stood up and walked out of the room.

She hates him...

Her eyes closed slightly, and the heart-wrenching feeling did not disappear due to the treatment of Mr. Tong. Instead, the pain became more and more intense. Her helpless and desperate tears occupied every corner of his mind. Faced with her questioning, he was unable to answer.

Yes, why, why was it him? He also wanted to know the answer.

"How is she?" At this moment, he only missed her.

"Miss Lan was taken back to the house by King Qing." At some point, an echo appeared quietly next to him.

"As long as it is her business, please report it at any time."

"yes."

I slowly opened my eyes and felt indifferent again, as if I had a three-pointer colder, a three-pointer on the ice, and a three-pointer on the snow.

"Send someone to report peace to my father, and say that I have been much better and will return to the palace tomorrow... Dragon Girl, because she missed her younger brother, turned back to the Qing Prince's Mansion to stay for a few days. Qing'er's death will be temporarily blocked."

"yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden sound of footsteps came from outside the house. In a blink of an eye, the room was as quiet as before. Only Wanqiu lay there without a sound.

"Ye?" Liu Yingying pushed the door and ran to the bed with concern, "How are you? Why did you faint at all?" The bright and beautiful face was full of distress.

"It's okay." Wanqiu responded lightly, sat up slowly, and his cold eyes restrained all his emotions from the past. Since she left, those have left with her.

"Yingying, you have delivered the antidote. Should I go back to heaven?"

Such a straightforward order to expel guests made Liu Yingying slightly stunned. At this moment, Wanqi Fu in front of him became a little unfamiliar. It was hard to explain or explain.

"Haha," Liu Yingying pulled open the corner of her mouth and smiled sweetly, bright and charming, "Look at how you said so well, are I just running errands for you? This time, my adoptive father asked me to stay by your side to take care of you." He stared at his Wubo's face and asked tentatively, "You might not want to drive me away, right?" His heart was nervous and quickened, afraid of hearing a positive answer from his mouth. Over the years, she had been missing him all the time, and finally had the opportunity to return to him, and no matter what she said, she would not let this hard-earned opportunity slip out of her fingers.

With a slight look, she looked at her brisk and pretended to be calm, Wanqiu stood up and walked towards the door, "Find a suitable excuse to return to the palace."

Liu Yingying suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on her cheeks became even brighter.

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Looking at the shaking figure outside the house, Mai Mai turned his gaze into the house again. What's the use of protecting this day and night for a person who is determined to die?

He pulled off the bedding, tore it into strips, put it in his hand and then tied it into a dead knot. After he tied it into a strip of cloth about two meters long, Mai Mai finally smiled with satisfaction.

Brother, don’t be afraid! Sister is here!

Step on the table, tie a heavy object to one end of the cloth strip, aim it at the beam and throw it upwards...

After Wanqi Qing walked out of the study, he rushed to his room. He had only been away for half an hour. She was sleeping soundly when he left. At this moment, there shouldn't be any accident. But his heart was inexplicably irritable and his feet were accelerating unconsciously.

He suddenly pushed open the door and saw the person hanging in the air. His heart was almost about to rush out of his throat. A sword light flashed, the cloth strip broke, and he took a step forward and caught his weak body. Wan Qi Qing laughed at the door and shouted angrily, "Call the doctor!"

He picked her up and put her on the bed, looked at her slightly pale face, put her fingers tremblingly into her nose, and felt the faint hot breath. Wanqi Qing finally suppressed her crazy heart and grabbed her unconscious body, as if she wanted to vent her anxiety and fear in her heart, roaring, "Do you have to do this? You must torture yourself... torture me?" He hugged her tightly in his arms, as if she wanted to rub her into her body.

Since the moment she deceived him, he wanted to torture her until death. But when she returned home again, everything changed, becoming strong and endurable, making him reluctant to look away... Now she made him feel distressed to his bones again.

"Ahem..."

Hearing the cough in his arms, Wanqi Qing excitedly let her go and let her breathe in fresh air.

He bent down, approached her ear, and called softly, "Yun'er?Yun'er?"

Is she dead? Can she meet her younger brother?

Slowly opened her eyes and adjusted the focus. When she saw the handsome face in front of her, she was disappointed and pressed towards her. She suddenly burst into tears, "Why am I not dead yet? Why am I still here? Damn it! Why save me! I want to find my younger brother, I want to find my younger brother!" If she had known the ending would be like this, she would never have hoped.

"Yun'er! Are you going to force me to tie you up?" The heartache roar made Wan Qi Qing's face look extremely ferocious. Only in this way can the fear in his eyes be concealed.

"I beg you, kill me." Mai Mai cried and fell on the bed, begging, "Only by death can you see Qing'er. I beg you..." Living like this will only make her suffer to end her immediately. Qing'er's smile and Qing'er's face have become one with Ding Ding. She can't tell which one is Ding Ding and which one is Qing'er. She only knows that they all died because of her! It was her sister who killed them!

"Lan Xuanyun, I would rather you become the woman who deceived me before!" Wanqi Qingmi's eyes were replaced by a burst of pain, "I would rather hate you than...lose you."

"Qing'er...Qing'er..." The crying gradually turned into whimpering, and the pretty face was pale due to excessive sadness.

"Listen! I don't allow you to die!" Suddenly, Wanqi Qing took action to point her acupoint. Mai Mai immediately closed his eyes and lay quietly there as if he was asleep.

He carefully adjusted a suitable sleeping position for her and pulled the quilt to cover it. He slowly left the room, and for a day and night, she did not sleep well. Apart from crying Nian Qing'er, she was trying every means to seek death. Although it was not a long-term solution, it could temporarily relieve her nerves.

"King,"

Under the moonlight, a elegant white dress floated in an ecstasy. The gentle call was like a clear spring passing through his tired body and mind.

"Mei'er," Wanqi Qing returned to his usual coldness, but his voice was much softer.

Madam Mei walked up to him, owed her body, looked at the closed door behind him, and was so clever that she didn't ask. Instead, she smiled slightly, "King Qing, I heard from the servant that you have never used dinner. Meier specially prepared some appetizing light side dishes at Jinseju, and wanted to invite King Qing to have dinner with her."

Looking into her tenderness and considerateness, Wanqiu nodded slightly, "Okay." Then he took a step.

Madam Mei's eyes lit up instantly, and she followed him with a smile. She suppressed her joy and stared at his firm and handsome side. The extraordinary man in front of her was her beloved husband, and the sky she always willing to look up at. Walking to his side like this, as calm as her, will not be able to resist the indescribable pride.

When they arrived at Jinseju, Dong'er quickly moved up the seats to lay up. The table was filled with fragrant wine and dishes. Although they were light dishes, they would make people unable to help but move their index fingers. It is not difficult to see that all of this was carefully prepared by Mrs. Mei.

"King Qing, please use it slowly, Madam, Dong'er retreated." Dong'er bowed politely.

Wanqiqing sat down, took the wine poured by Mrs. Mei, and leaned over. Although the warm wine that entered his throat was spicy, it was not as clear as the pain Mai brought to him.

Mrs. Mei thoughtfully handed the chopsticks, "Mei'er hasn't played a song for King Qing for a long time. Without King Qing, he doesn't know if his piano skills are unfamiliar. Tonight, let Mei'er show off her ugly things!"

"Yeah, okay." Wan Qi Qing poured himself a cup, held it in his hand, and took a sip. He watched Mrs. Mei sit in front of the Qin with a generous look.

The ten fingers were pulled out, and the sound of the piano flowing clouds and water immediately poured out.

Under the moonlight in front of flowers, beautiful wine and beautiful women. Such a pleasant and beautiful scenery, he couldn't breathe by the big rocks in his heart. He poured the wine in his hand again. He filled it up again and drank it all.

I couldn't count how many cups I drank, but the dishes on the table didn't move. The piano music continued, like her love, and there would be no rest for a day. Under the dizzy moonlight, the elegant figure of the dust began to change slowly, and gradually, it coincided with another person.

Wanqi Qing's eyes became hotter and he stood up and walked towards her step by step.

The song moved casually, and as he approached, the exchange between his fingers had stopped. Finally, his hands were wrapped in his big palms, and the sound of the piano stopped.

"King Qing..." Mrs. Mei's hands were held in his warm palms, and his eyes were burning.

The next moment, she was picked up by Wan Qiqing in the waist, and her whole body immediately flew into the air. Her panicked little hand grabbed his clothes tightly. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had such a throbbing blushing and heartbeat. She felt it again, and felt like she was a different life.

The moment he approached the bed, his strong body had already covered him, and his hands eagerly approached her delicate body. It was faintly filled with touching tenderness, which she had never felt before. The lips were crushed by him, and his shy tongue tentatively penetrated, but it was in exchange for his even hotter request.

The bondage on his waist was rudely pulled open. Mrs. Mei's eyes were closed, and she felt the intoxicating palpitations he brought to her with all her body and mind. Her big palm stroked her smooth skin, along her waist until she was so proud that she was shy. His tiny kiss fell on her eyebrows, her lips, and her shoulders...

"Ah..." The weak and inauspicious panting overflowed with his deep kiss.

Although I have never touched the wine, my cheeks seem to be stained with wine, and I exuded an attractive blush. The smile on my lips has never left.

Her husband, her god, her everything...

He was extremely anxious tonight, but surprisingly gentle. He brought her a wave of unprecedented wonder and trembling. When he left everything and entered, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah!"

That kind of physical and mental fit is the perfection she has always pursued. At least, at this time, he only has her in his eyes and only her in his heart. This is enough.

"Yun'er, my Yun'er..."

The closed eyes suddenly opened, and the smile on her lips disappeared in an instant, and her whole body was stiff and motionless. This low murmur took away all the passion and joy, and what left her was a deep disappointment and heartache.

Regardless of the thrusting of the human body, a series of crystal clear flowed down the corners of her eyes. Once upon a time, she had fallen to the point of becoming a substitute for others. She laughed at Mrs. Jie's kitsch, laughed at her for not paying attention to her own reserve, which was contrary to the decency of a woman. In the end, the real shameful one was herself!

His kiss fell on her lips again, mixing with the ambiguity between his teeth, "Yun'er..."

It seemed that the heart was burned by this affectionate call, and a scar that could not be seen at the end was left. She closed her lips tightly and did not let her refuse come out. She wanted to tell him loudly that she was not his Yun'er! She was Mei'er! But her only reason kept reminding her that the consequences of doing so would only keep him away from her. Whether it was because of regret or otherwise, he would return to his real Yun'er.

Finally, everything on his body stopped.

Wanqi Qing stretched out his long arm and hugged her close to him. His whispering sounded intermittently in his ears, "Yun'er, I would rather be deceived by you than leave me..."

She knew that the wounds in her heart could never heal.

That night, she slept in her long-awaited arms.

That night, she completely lost herself.

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In the garden of Nianxi Palace, the weak white figure stood quietly in the Xiaoji in a garden. Unexpectedly, after coming back again, he was greeted by the remaining flowers on this place because he felt her sadness?

"Lily of the valley blooms in the quiet valley all year round, quietly waiting for its time, which will be the most beautiful moment in its life."

He remembered that she said.

In a trance, he saw the woman holding an umbrella for them in the rain again.

Its silent protection has turned into a sigh of humming in the wind.

"King of the Holy King,"

Put away your compassionate gaze and raise your head, "What's the matter?"

"Miss Lan... I hanged myself yesterday, but fortunately I was rescued by King Qing." His low voice was rewarded without any ups and downs.

The shock and fear that touched the heart instantly shook the bottom of my eyes, as if the waves were roaring and roaring, and my heart suddenly fell out of the second half of the beat, and it was frozen in place.

Slowly, everything became calm and the eyes returned to a light without waves.

"Go down."

He will save her...
Chapter completed!