Liu Jing narrowed her phoenix eyes and looked at Yaoyao. He treated her like that on the night of Chinese Valentine's Day, but she still came to add fragrance to her. She shrunk her small shoulder bones and curled up a steep curve of stubbornness.

"I told you, you can't cure this poison. Don't bother." He lowered his eyes and looked at the list of betrothal gifts. The day to marry Princess Fengxiang is getting closer.

"There is always a way." Yaoyao gritted her teeth and still lit the spices.

"I heard that there is a kind of witchcraft that involves adding blood curses to spices." Yaoyao said in a low voice, but Liu Jing raised her eyes in excitement.

"You also know the solution?" Liu Jing's face turned pale.

Yaoyao didn't look back at Liu Jing, her eyes only stared at the jade pieces on the incense ashes that separated the smoke.

"Fool!" Liu Jing pushed away the directory, knocked over the bookshelf, ran over and pinched Yaoyao's wrist! Where the sleeves started, there was a sharp wound lying on the wrist. The blood had scabbed, and it looked ugly.

Like a bloody earthworm.

"I said I don't want you to worry about it, didn't you hear me!" Liu Jing couldn't calm down anymore, "Even if I die, there will be many women crying for me, but it shouldn't be you - it shouldn't be you!"

The blood curse is added to the spices, which is the most sinister and poisonous witchcraft. Legend has it that the art of voodoo came from a Lingnan woman. She was worried that her husband would never come back when he went out to do business, so she refined voodoo worms and put them into her husband's body. When the appointment came,

On the day of return, if the husband changes his mind and does not return, he will be poisoned and die. Therefore, the way to restrain the poison of the blood curse is to use the purest virgin blood to control the blood; use the pure virgin heart to restrain the resentment of the vicious woman.

Yaoyao tried her best to withdraw her arm, but just smiled quietly, "I said, I can't just die without saving you. I can't just watch you suffer."

Liu Jing trembled and refused to let go. He lowered his head and placed his lips on Yaoyao's wrist. The tip of his tongue was warm and soft, and slowly slid over the hideous wound.

Yaoyao couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a numbness spread from the soles of her feet to the tips of her hair.

His lips, his tongue... once kissed her deeply in the sky of peach blossoms.

She retreated, but he refused to let go. She could only feel his lips and tongue wandering around desperately, and couldn't help but gasp softly.

Liu Jing heard Yaoyao's gasping, and hugged Yaoyao into her arms. She also panted and moved closer to her soft red lips, "I know you saw it that night, and I also know that Chang Yunhe damned her kiss that night.

You! But I want to kiss you now, I want to go crazy... tell me, is it okay now?"

Yaoyao suddenly wanted to cry. Their lips were no longer pure, but now they were so eager to be close to each other...

She smiled, her crystal eyes shining brightly with tears, "You did that to my second sister, and I was kissed by Yun He, so we are even, and neither one owes the other..."

Liu Jing pressed Yaoyao against the pillar, lowered her head and bit Yaoyao's lips fiercely, twisting and sucking her, madly but extremely tenderly.

Yaoyao's tears fell down, but they seemed to be because of happiness.

There was saltiness between her lips and teeth. She wanted to know if these were just her tears? But he sucked her hard and pressed her eyes with his big palms...

She must be crazy. They are all crazy.

We knew we should stay away from each other, but we couldn't let go.
Chapter completed!