After he confessed, his awkwardness and sincerity later dispelled her a lot.

Bai Qingyun felt relieved, and even the look on his face improved a lot: "As long as you don't hate me..."

Bai Tang blinked and joked: "Your family Mu Si likes you. I heard from Qingshan that although the palace does not prevent killers from getting married, a qualified killer will not be emotional."

Bai Qingyun stopped moving his hands and said very solemnly: "Miss Bai, Bai Qingyun is not married, and Mu Si is not from my family."

Her sexy Adam's apple moved, and she swallowed the next words.

"Being a killer is really not suitable for having feelings. Having feelings means having a fatal weakness. Who can bear the risk of handing your back to another person? It's a gamble..."

"It is said that the person who hurts the most is the most important person. It is precisely because she knows how to attack that it hurts. And the person in charge wants the killer to work for his life, so we can't let them get involved. As for Mu Si, she will never see her again.

Come to me."

Being tied up means an extra layer of risk of betrayal.

Bai Tang advised: "I don't get along with Mu Si very much. She is a good person. Sitting in this position also proves that she is very capable. Why should she not be able to use her abilities because of such a trivial matter?

The people who follow her are heartbroken. As time goes by, the already unhealthy mentality will become even more unhealthy. It’s not a big deal if she doesn’t do anything outrageous anymore.”

Although Mu Si had threatened her, Bai Tang didn't hold any grudge against her. The girl seemed to have figured it out later, and even though she wasn't very happy, she didn't do anything out of the ordinary again.

Bai Tang watched him cut his palm, and the particularly bright red blood flowed out, and asked, "What medicine are you going to make?"

She seems... to have no idea.

It was tacitly understood, but not expressed in depth.

Bai Qingyun's hands froze, and his face that had just recovered suddenly turned pale.

Even if Bai Tang didn't agree to his request, he was still refining the medicine.

Bai Tang stopped, but did not turn around: "Before I recover from my injury, let me recover my memory. I will not see you for three years, and you should not appear in front of me, nor can you send people to follow me secretly.

Or come into contact with me. Then, after three years, if you are still alive, no matter what you look like, no matter how long your life is, get married. After three years, if you die, I will kill Empress De Fei as a token of our acquaintance.

Pay homage."

Bai Tang walked back slowly and said: "You said you could live for up to three years."

Later, it was Bai Qingyun who called Qingshan to get a cloak for Bai Tang.

A crabapple flower fell on his shoulder.

Bai Qingyun looked at Bai Tang, his fingers shrank, and he stopped talking.

Bai Tang changed his mind: "Oh, what kind of poison are you making?"

Bai Qingyun lowered his eyes: "My medical skills last for at most three years, maybe... not even two years."

Bai Qing said: "Create a "poison" that can relieve floating life."

Lest she catch the wind.

"Isn't there... room for negotiation?"

For a moment, the two of them looked away and neither spoke.

Bai Qingyun: "I rarely refine medicine."

Bai Qingyun had no choice but to say: "Since you don't mind and Mu Si can settle down, I will reinstate her position."

Bai Tang stood up holding on to the table: "I will not stay in Tinglan Courtyard, nor in Cichen Palace... nor will I stay with you."

The surprise came unexpectedly.

Sometimes heaven, sometimes hell.

She is the god who controls his life and death. She lives with one word and dies with one word.

Bai Qingyun's motivation came up immediately.
Chapter completed!