Wen Ruyu slowly walked up to her, knelt down on one knee, took one of her hands, and said with a sincere expression: "Young Master, I didn't mean to disobey your order."
Mo Wei frowned and snorted coldly, and pulled her hand back impatiently, intending to slap him in the face.
Wen Ruyu raised her face slightly, neither dodge nor evade. Seeing this, Mo Wei's hand stopped in the air, and she was so angry that she couldn't vent her anger. She raised her finger and pointed at the box on the table, and said in an unhappy tone: "Take it."
Come!"
Hearing this, he stretched out his long arms, picked up the box on the table and presented it with both hands.
Mo Wei glanced at it and said: "Open it."
Wen Ruyu obeyed and did as he was told, but was slightly stunned when he saw the bottles and jars inside.
Mo Wei hummed softly, took out a bottle of medicinal wine from it, picked some up on her fingertips, applied it to the wounds on his face, and said, "Did you tell me not to hurt your face?"
"He is too fast." Wen Ruyu said frankly.
"Then won't you stay away from him?" Mo Wei's voice became more severe, and she put the medicine bottle back into the box angrily.
There was a faint smile in Wen Ruyu's eyes, and a touch of joy was self-evident: "Do you feel sorry for me?"
Mo Wei couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, folded her arms, and coldly uttered four words: "It's an eyesore."
Wen Ruyu was stunned for a moment, raised her hand to caress her cheek, and said, "Really?"
Mo Wei reached out and knocked his hand off: "You still touch it!"
Seeing this, Wen Ruyu chuckled lightly and said, "My appearance is ruined. Young Master will just abandon me."
Mo Wei stretched out her hand towards him coldly, and Wen Ruyu raised her eyebrows in confusion: "What?"
"Give me the antidote for Bu Shenghua, and I'll lose you immediately!" Mo Wei said coldly.
Wen Ruyu held her hand, rubbed her palm lovingly with her fingertips, looked at her with a pair of sparkling eyes, half-smiling, and said: "Weiwei, you are disobedient."
Mo Wei turned away and said, "It was you who framed me."
Wen Ruyu showed a clear smile and said: "I don't have the antidote for Bu Sheng Hua, but my senior brother does. If you care, just ask him."
Hearing this, Mo Wei raised her eyebrows, looked at him dubiously, and said, "Really?"
Wen Ruyu nodded slightly and put her palms against her chest, her hot and fresh heartbeat beating in her palms: "After telling my senior brother, I will inevitably die. When I die, you will be free. Weiwei, I
I hope you can deal with me with your own hands. Death in your hands is the happiest thing for me."
Mo Wei frowned, pushed him away, stood up, looked down at him, and said, "Don't think I dare not kill you!"
Wen Ruyu raised her lips slightly and said, "I'll wait."
Mo Wei snorted coldly, turned sideways and glanced at the oranges in the fruit plate on the table, then leaned on the armrest of the precious chair.
Wen Ruyu stood up, peeled the orange carefully, put it in her hand, and sat on the chair next to her.
The girl kicked off her shoes casually, put her smooth and delicate feet on his legs, and ate the sweet and plump oranges leisurely, with a comfortable expression on her face, and said, "What disease does Chu Jiaoli have?"
Wen Ruyu also massaged her legs and feet as usual and said: "Recall the young flowers."
Mo Wei raised her eyebrows and said, "What is that?"
"This flower grows in the crater of Nanyue volcano. It only blooms once every hundred years. It is an extremely rare and precious poison. The poisoned person's mind will be like that of a child, and attacks will occur from time to time. In the later stages, they will become more frequent. Taking the antidote for five years can cure the disease.
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"Did you give him the prescription?"
"Give it."
Hearing this, Mo Wei frowned slightly and said: "How can you be sure that this poison was not caused by the master? If it is true that the master used this to blackmail Beigong Tengxiao into submission, you are disobeying the orders of the Yousheng Sect." p>
"Don't worry." Wen Ruyu said with a leisurely and comforting tone, "Although there is an antidote, it is hard to find. Taking it for five years without interruption is more difficult than reaching the sky. Therefore, there is almost no solution."
Mo Wei was stunned for a moment, with a complicated look on her face, and said: "You mean...Chu Jiaoli will eventually..."
Seeing her frown, Wen Ruyu chuckled and said, "Isn't that great? You always like to go against her, so you should be happy that it saves trouble."
Mo Wei curled her lips and said, "I didn't say I wanted her to look like that. What's the difference between losing her mind and dying?"
Wen Ruyu chuckled a few times and said, "Oh, do you feel sorry for this sister?"
Mo Wei hesitated to speak, and the usual opposition to her was just a small fight. After all, there was still a connection between her and her childhood feelings.
When Chu Yan was alive, they had a happy time. After Chu Yan died, they also depended on each other for several years. If she really wanted to kill Chu Jiaoli, then Chu Jiaoli would have no power to fight back.
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"If she doesn't fight with me, what's the point?" She turned away with complicated thoughts, "Can it really be cured?"
Wen Ruyu returned to her serious look and said, "Young Master, I tried my best."
"Humph, it's really useless." Mo Wei didn't know what she was feeling depressed about, she just closed her eyes irritably, thought about it, and suddenly kicked Wen Ruyu.
Wen Ruyu was used to being kicked by her. He treated her little fights like a naive kitten. He just stretched out his hand to rub her feet and said dotingly: "Does it hurt from the kick?"
Mo Wei pouted, her irritability written on her face.
Wen Ruyu's slender fingers slowly moved up and said: "You are so upset, uncle, will you let me vent your anger with you?"
Mo Wei snorted coldly and said: "Hug me over."
"As you command, young master."
The next day, Prince's Mansion.
Beigong Tengxiao slowly opened his eyes and saw Chu Jiaoli quietly sizing her up beside him.
Chu Jiaoli looked at the man in front of her. He was wearing a loose white nightgown with dark patterns. The slightly open neckline revealed smooth muscle lines. Under the long black hair, he had a delicate and handsome face that revealed his innate temperament.
With a noble aura, she bit her lip gently, her eyes looking a little probing.
Beigong Tengxiao hugged her into his arms as usual and said: "Wake up so early?"
"You..." Chu Jiaoli's face suddenly turned red, and she subconsciously reached out to push him away. She blinked her eyes and said, "You, who are you?"
Beigong Tengxiao paused for a moment, and the slight sleepiness disappeared in an instant. There was sadness in his eyes. He knew that she would forget him, but he didn't expect that day to come so quickly and be caught off guard.
After a long time, his face touched the slightly cold fingertips. Beigong Tengxiao came back to his senses and looked at the girl who was looking at him in a daze. Before she could speak, she retracted her hand.
Chu Jiaoli's eyes were a little nervous and she said: "You... why are you on my bed?"
Beigong Tengxiao looked at her blushing face, her voice was as shy as usual, and her frown immediately relaxed.
He smiled in relief. Although he had temporarily lost his memory, fortunately, she did not reject him.
