He resisted not seeing Ling Jiyun for several days, and he didn't know if his poison had been cured, but he felt relieved knowing that Xue Hongyan would not put him in danger.
After waking up in the morning, I looked at Xue Biao, who was sleeping soundly on the bed not far away, with frowning eyebrows. After putting on my clothes, I looked at the tooth marks left by Ling Jiyun on my arm, and I felt sad. No matter what happened today,
I also want to meet him.
Just after lunch, Gardenia told Xue Biao that she wanted to see Ling Jiyun. Xue Biao was unwilling to do so, but he was even more unwilling to see Gardenia unhappy, so he accompanied her to Xue Hongyan's room.
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The beautiful village girl opened the door but still didn't look at Gardenia.
"Where's my sister?" Xue Biao asked in confusion when he saw that Ling Jiyun was the only one lying there in the room.
The beautiful village girl said: "Miss has gone to bring medicine."
Approaching the bed, Ling Jiyun's pupils were emitting a frightening cold light, staring at Gardenia, and said feebly: "Come and see if I'm dead?"
How could she be so weak? She obviously took the antidote and cast a questioning look at Xue Biao. Xue Biao just smiled disdainfully. Gardenia was even more certain that there must be something else added to the medicine. "Husband, please return it.
." Gardenia called out softly, knowing the anger in his heart.
"Shut up, who is your husband? You are not even qualified to warm my bed." In his sick voice, his tone was still unforgiving, he glared at Gardenia and said angrily.
My heart throbbed. It was nothing, so why did it hurt to be rejected by his words at this moment? Could it be that I was taken in by him?
Watching the changes in Gardenia's eyes, Ling Jiyun felt that her words were harsh, and the anger in her eyes gradually disappeared. But the next moment she saw the faint traces on Gardenia's neck, her heart skipped a beat, it must have been sexual intercourse with someone*
What was left of the happy moment, he roared at her with grief and anger: "Go away, don't let me see you again."
Xue Biao strode forward, stood in front of Gardenia and said harshly: "If it weren't for the fact that you will become my brother-in-law, I will cut you into pieces and feed them to the dogs."
As soon as the sound fell, Xue Hongyan walked in with the medicine. She only heard half of the sentence and said with a tearful voice: "Brother, what did you say? You want to cut him into thousands of pieces and feed him to the dogs, ah——
, I don’t live anymore, I don’t live anymore——.”
"Hongyan, listen to what I said. I didn't mean that. What I meant was that if he doesn't take you, punish him like this." Xue Biao comforted her hurriedly.
He put the medicine bowl on the table, pointed at Xue Biao and said, "Even if he doesn't marry me, you can't punish him like this." He said with a shy look, "I will feel bad."
"Kill me if you dare. With her venerable appearance, I will never marry her." Ling Jiyun said coldly.
"You..." Xue Biao was so angry that he couldn't speak. He raised his hand to hit Ling Jiyun. Gardenia stopped him and said: "Your Majesty, Miss Hongyan, I know my husband's temper. You go out first."
Come on, let me give her some advice."
"Who wants you to persuade me? Get out of here and don't let me see you again." Ling Jiyun glared at Gardenia and shouted angrily.
Xue Biao, who was a little worried about the two of them being together, heard Ling Jiyun yelling at Gardenia and thought that even a woman wouldn't be able to bear to leave if her husband yelled at her like this, so he walked out with peace of mind.
With the sound of the door closing, Ling Jiyun waited for Gardenia to appear beside the bed, but after waiting for a long time, she could not see Gardenia. With difficulty, she raised her hand to open the embroidery curtain, only to see Gardenia holding an
The bowl of antidote is being delivered to your mouth.
"What are you doing?" Ling Jiyun stared at her in confusion, hoping for an answer.
Gardenia put down the medicine bowl, walked to Ling Jiyun, and looked at the wound on his leg. He was indeed recovering well, but why was he so lackluster?
He picked up the medicine bowl again, took a sip of the medicine, and sucked it in carefully.