The shop owner was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly. Looking at his daughter who was still kneeling on the ground, he felt mixed emotions in his heart. Just now, at the moment when he found out that he had been poisoned, he really thought,
This time, he would die, and he even saw the seductress from the underworld... But for some reason, at that moment, he suddenly felt very uneasy.
For the first time, he thought about what would happen to his daughter if he died. If he was poisoned, what about his daughter? Will she also be poisoned and die with him? Who poisoned her, that Nangong Zui?
What? If his daughter is fine, how will he deal with her? Will the two couples whose names are still unknown save their daughter? It seems that they are two people who are not too nosy... but they are weird.
**** In this little grudge against him, they are good guys and bad guys.
And what Xi'er said before, if he dies, will he really forget everything about the people he loves? Then, what will his longing and memories become for so many years? Is it a joke? And what if, he really forgets everything?
, then... who else in this world can continue to remember his beloved wife...
He is unwilling to let all these years of love be in vain. He is afraid that his daughter will only have pain in the future, and this pain is what he has brought to her...
"Please help me, madam." Finally, the shop owner withdrew his eyes from his daughter and made a serious and sincere request to Xi'er.
Xi'er smiled and nodded, and sighed with relief. Fortunately, he finally figured it out. Thinking about it, she slowly reached into her arms, took out another bottle, poured two more bowls of wine, and once again poured in two drops of potion.
It's the red poison from before.
Xi'er chuckled and pushed the bowl forward, "Drink."
Zhou Xian and the shop owner were startled at the same time. Even little Rongzi got up in a daze and looked at the two bowls of wine in confusion. He wanted to persuade his father and Uncle Zhou not to drink, but...
Zhou Xianren and the shop owner looked at each other and smiled bitterly, straightened their wine bowls, and drank the wine in one gulp. Then they both stood up at the same time and bowed to Xi'er at the same time, "Thank you, madam."
Xi'er waved her hand, snuggled into Shangguan Yuntian's arms again, rubbed her gently, and then said, "Mr., it's late at night."