Boss Tong pulled out more than a dozen silver needles with a face on his face, then opened his mouth angrily, threw in a pill, and then closed it roughly.
"Are you tired of life? How can you act so grandly at this time? Do you know that if you are not careful, your life will be over? If it weren't for my wonderful rejuvenation, you would have become a braid by now!
"
The handsome man on the bamboo bed had his thin lips pursed tightly and his eyes were staring at a certain point without moving for a long time.
This is the first time Mr. Tong has seen such a Wan Qi Xun. After scolding him, he could not help but frown in worry, "Boy, did he detoxify the poison on your body?"
Seeing that Wan Qixun didn't answer, he said to himself, "Your health is obviously showing signs of improvement. This is something I have never been able to achieve despite my hard work for several years." There was a hint of jealousy in his words, but it was not difficult to hear it.
A hint of relief.
Immediately, he said seriously, "Your poison has been deeply ingrained in your body for more than ten years. It will not take a day and a half to remove it all. You must cooperate with the breath regulation and internal skills I teach you. Remember, things like today cannot happen again."
Otherwise, not even the Great Luo Immortal can save you!"
He looked at Wan Qixun eagerly, hoping for some reaction. But he was still lying there, motionless. Tong Lao packed up his things angrily, "Humph, you have become such a virtuous person just because of a woman, you and him
It really looks like a lot." After that, he stood up and walked out of the room.
She hates him...
He closed his eyes slightly, and the heart-wrenching feeling did not disappear because of Tong Lao's treatment. Instead, the pain became more and more intense. Her helpless and desperate tears occupied every corner of his mind.
He was unable to answer her vocal questions.
Yes, why, why is it him? He also wants to know the answer.
"How is she?" At this moment, he only missed her.
"Miss Lan was brought back to the house by King Qing." Another echo appeared quietly beside her.
"As long as it's her business, I can report it at any time."
"yes."
Slowly opening my eyes, there was another indifference inside. It seemed to be three points colder, three points colder, and three points lighter.
"Send someone to report to your father that I am safe, and that I am feeling much better and will return to the palace tomorrow...Dragon Girl, because she misses her brother, has returned to Prince Qing's Mansion to stay for a few days. The news of Qing'er's death has been temporarily blocked."
"yes."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rush of footsteps outside the house, and in a blink of an eye, the house was as quiet as before. Only Wanqiu lay there silently.
"狁?" Liu Yingying pushed open the door and ran to the bedside with concern, "How are you? How come you fainted just like that?" Her bright and beautiful face was filled with distress.
"It's okay." Wan Qixun responded lightly and sat up slowly, his cold eyes condensing all the previous emotions. Since she left, those emotions have gone with her.
"Yingying, you have delivered the antidote. Is it time to return to Tiandu?"
Such a straightforward order to expel guests made Liu Yingying slightly stunned. At this moment, the Wan Qixun in front of her became a little strange. She couldn't explain it clearly.
"Haha," Liu Yingying opened her mouth and gave a sweet smile, bright and moving, "Look at your words, am I just running errands and delivering messages for you? This time, my adoptive father wants me to stay by your side to take care of you.
Yours." Staring at his unwavering face, he asked tentatively, "Are you trying to drive me away?" My heart quickened nervously, fearing that I would hear a definite answer from his mouth. Outside of this,
Years ago, she missed him all the time. She finally had the opportunity to return to him, and she would not let this hard-won opportunity slip away from her fingers no matter what.
Raising his eyes for a moment, Wan Qixun stood up and walked towards the door, looking at her brisk way of pretending to be calm, "Let's find a suitable excuse to go back to the palace."
Liu Yingying breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on her cheeks became even brighter.
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Looking at the figure that kept shaking outside the house, Mai Mai turned his attention to the house again. For a person who wants to die, what is the use of guarding him day and night like this?
He tore off the bedding, tore it into strips, pulled it in his hands, and then tied it into tight knots. After forming strips of cloth about two meters long, Mai Mai finally smiled with satisfaction.
Brother, don't be afraid! My sister is here!
Step on the table, tie a heavy object on one end of the cloth, aim it at the beam and throw it upward...
After Wan Qiqing walked out of the study, he hurried to his room. He had only left for half an hour, and she was sleeping soundly when he left. There shouldn't be any accidents happening now. But his heart was inexplicably restless.
My feet speed up unconsciously.
He opened the door suddenly and saw the man hanging in mid-air. His heart almost burst out of his throat. The sword flashed and the cloth was cut. He stepped forward and caught the frail and weak body.
Wan Qiqing shouted angrily at the door, "Call the doctor quickly!"
He picked her up and put her on the bed. Looking at her livid face, he put his trembling fingers between her nose and felt the faint heat there. Wan Qiqing finally suppressed his frantic heart and grabbed her unconscious.
His body, as if to vent the uneasiness and fear in his heart, screamed, "Do you have to do this? Do you have to torture yourself...torture me?" He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub himself into her.
Same in the body.
From the moment she deceived him, he wanted to torture her to death. But when she returned home again, everything changed. She became stronger and more tolerant, and he couldn't bear to look away... She now,
It made him feel sad to the core.
"Ahem..."
Hearing the cough in his arms, Wan Qiqing excitedly let go of her and let her breathe fresh air.
He leaned down, close to her ear, and called softly, "Jun'er? Jun'er?"
Is she dead? Can she see her brother?
Slowly opening her eyes and adjusting the focus, when she saw the handsome face in front of her, she was overwhelmed with disappointment. She suddenly burst into tears, "Why haven't I died yet? Why am I still here? Damn it! Why save me?"
Me! I want to find my brother, I want to find my brother!" If she had known that the ending would be like this, she would have never had hope.
"Jun'er! Are you going to force me to tie you up?" The heart-wrenching roar made Wan Qiqing's face look extremely ferocious. Only in this way could he hide the fear in his eyes.
"I beg you, kill me." Mai Mai cried and fell on the bed, begging, "Only if you die can you see Qing'er. I beg you..." Living like this will only make her think painfully.
She wanted to kill herself immediately. Qing'er's smile and Qing'er's face had become one with Ding Ding. She couldn't tell which one was Ding Ding and which one was Qing'er. She only knew that they all died because of her.
!It was her sister who killed them!
"Lan Xuanjun, I would rather you turn back to the woman who deceived me before!" Wanqi Qingmi's eyes tightened and her tense expression was replaced by bursts of love, "I would rather hate you than... lose you.
."
"Qing'er... Qing'er..." The cry gradually turned into a sob, and her pretty face turned pale due to excessive sadness.
"Listen! I won't let you die!" Suddenly, Wan Qiqing touched her acupuncture points. Mai Mai immediately closed her eyes, lying there quietly as if she was asleep.
He carefully adjusted a suitable sleeping position for her and pulled the quilt to cover her. He slowly exited the room. For one day and one night, she did not sleep well. In addition to crying and thinking about Qing'er, he tried every means to seek death. He burned her.
Although it is not a long-term solution, it can temporarily soothe her nerves.
"King Qing,"
Under the moonlight, an elegant white dress fluttered like a fairy. Her gentle call was like a clear spring flowing through his tired body and mind.
"Mei'er," Wan Qiqing returned to his usual stern tone, but his voice was much softer.
Mrs. Mei approached him, bowed, and glanced at the closed door behind him. She was smart enough not to ask questions. Instead, she smiled slightly and said, "King Qing, my servant said that you haven't had dinner yet. Mei'er specially asked
I have prepared some appetizing light dishes at Jinseju, and I would like to invite King Qing to join us."
Gazing into her tenderness and thoughtfulness, Wan Qihan nodded gently, "Okay." Then he took a step forward.
Mrs. Mei's eyes instantly brightened, and she followed him with a smile. She suppressed the joy in her heart and raised her eyes to stare at his resolute and handsome profile. The extraordinary man in front of her was the husband she adored.
It was the sky that she was willing to look up to at all times. Walking next to him like this, as calm as she was, she couldn't resist the indescribable pride.
Arriving at Jinseju, Donger hurriedly moved the cushioned seats, and the fragrant wine and food were already placed on the table. Although they were light dishes, they made people couldn't help but move their index fingers. It's not ugly.
It turns out that all this was carefully prepared by Mrs. Mei.
"King Qing, madam, please be patient, Dong'er has retreated." Dong'er bowed politely and retreated.
Wan Qiqing sat down, took the wine poured by Mrs. Mei, and drank it in one gulp. Although the warm wine in his throat was pungent, it was not as clear as the pain Maimai brought him.
Mrs. Mei thoughtfully handed over the chopsticks, "Mei'er hasn't played a piece for King Qing for a long time. Without King Qing as a close friend, she doesn't know if her piano skills are rusty. Tonight, Mei'er is allowed to show off her humiliation.
Bar!"
"Well, okay." Wan Qiqing poured himself another glass, held it in his hand, and took a sip. He looked at Mrs. Mei sitting in front of the piano calmly and elegantly.
With ten fingers twitching, the flowing sound of the piano immediately pours out.
In front of the flowers and under the moon, there was a beautiful woman drinking wine. Such a pleasant and beautiful scene, but he was suffocated by the stone in his heart. He drank the wine in his hand again. He filled it up for himself again and drank it all.
She drank countless cups, but the dishes on the table were not touched. The music continued continuously, as if her love would never stop. Reflected in the dim yellow moonlight, the elegant figure emerged from the dust.
It began to change slowly, and gradually, it overlapped with another person.
Wan Qiqing's eyes became more and more intense as he stood up and walked towards her step by step.
The music moved randomly, and as he got closer, the exchange between the fingers came to a standstill. Finally, his hands were wrapped in his big palms, and the sound of the piano stopped.
"Prince Qing..." Mrs. Mei's hands were held in his warm palms, her eyes burning.
The next moment, she was picked up by Wan Qiqing, and her whole body immediately flew into the air. Her panicked little hands grasped the hem of his clothes. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she felt blushing like this, and her heartbeat was throbbing. She felt it again, as if it was a lifetime ago.
The moment she approached the bed, his strong body was already covering her, and his hands eagerly explored her delicate body. There was a vague, touching tenderness that she had never felt before. His lips were touched by his
Crushing it wantonly, the shy tongue tentatively penetrated, only to be rewarded with an even more passionate pursuit from him.
The restraints around her waist were roughly torn apart by him. Mrs. Mei closed her eyes tightly, feeling with all her body and mind the intoxicating palpitation he brought to her. His big palms caressed her smooth skin, along her waist, until she felt
Shy and proud. His small kisses fell indiscriminately on her eyebrows, her lips, her shoulders...
"Ah..." The inaudible gasps overflowed with his deep kiss.
Although he had not touched a drop of wine, his cheeks seemed to have been stained by wine, exuding an attractive blush. The smile on his lips never left.
Her husband, her God, her everything...
Tonight he was extremely eager, but also surprisingly gentle. He brought her waves of unprecedented wonder and trembling. When he removed everything and entered, she couldn't help but exhale softly, "Ah!"
That kind of physical and mental harmony is the perfection she has always pursued. At least, at this moment, he only has her in his eyes and her in his heart. This is enough.
"Jun'er, my Jun'er..."
Her closed eyes suddenly opened, the smile on her lips disappeared in an instant, and her whole body was stiff and motionless. This murmur took away all the passion and joy, leaving her with a strong
Disappointment and heartache.
Regardless of the movement of the person on her body, a stream of crystals flowed from the corners of her eyes. Once upon a time, she was reduced to becoming a substitute for others. She laughed at Mrs. Jie's vulgarity, laughed at her for not paying attention to her own reserve, and it was against the dignity of a woman. In the end,
The one who is truly shameful is oneself!
His kiss fell on her lips again, mixed with the slur between his teeth, "Jun'er..."
It was as if this affectionate call had left an endless scar in her heart. She tightened her lips to prevent her rejection from blurting out. She really wanted to tell him loudly that she was not his Jun'er! She was
Meier! But her only sense kept reminding her that the consequences of doing so would only make him stay away from her. Whether it was because of regret or something else, he would return to his real Jun'er.
Finally, everything about me stopped.
Wan Qiqing stretched out his long arms and hugged her close to him, whispering intermittently in his ears, "Jun'er, I would rather be deceived by you than leave me..."
She knew that the wounds in her heart would never heal.
That night, she slept in the arms she had longed for.
That night, she completely lost herself.
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In the garden of Nianxi Palace, a frail white figure stood quietly in the silence of the garden. Unexpectedly, when he came back again, he would be greeted by the broken flowers in this place, because he felt her sadness.
?
"Lily of the valley blooms in the valley that is quiet all year round, quietly waiting for its time. That will be the most beautiful moment in its life."
He remembered that she said this.
Suddenly, he saw the woman holding an umbrella for them in the rain again.
Its silent protection has turned into a sigh in the wind.
"King of 狋,"
He put away his compassionate eyes and raised his head, "What's the matter?"
"Miss Lan... she hanged herself yesterday. Fortunately, she was saved by King Qing." The deep voice responded without any fluctuation.
The shock and fear that touched the bottom of my heart flashed across my eyes for an instant, as if the roaring waves were roaring, my heart suddenly missed half a beat, and I froze in place.
Slowly, everything calmed down, and the eyes returned to their calmness without waves.