You gave up the medicine to save yourself in exchange for Miss Luo's life.
He even gave her his most cherished purple jade and glazed ring.
Among this, Master, have you ever thought about your own heart?
Three thousand five hundred years ago, you decided to wear a mask and live your life for the sake of the holy girl of the Yugu tribe.
Three thousand five hundred years later, for Miss Luo, you resolutely took off your mask and got in touch with her for real![
In all of this, who is right and who is wrong?
Master, if your memory is restored one day, what choice will you make?
Time flies in the blink of an eye, and March has passed.
During this period, Luo Longyu's health improved day by day.
The other courtyard in Zixia Valley is very large, and Luo Qingyue, Jun Wuxie, Luo Longyu, and Yunqing live comfortably.
Yun Feng was arranged by Jun Wuxie to go to the Holy Qing Imperial Capital three months ago to take care of all matters.
For the past three months, Luo Qingyue has become more and more sad every day.
During this period, Jun Wuxie's health was getting worse day by day, and there were signs that the cold poison could not be suppressed.
Once the cold poison attacks, it will be very detrimental to him.
Suppressing cold poison is a last resort.
No matter what, we must find the most thorough way to resolve the black ice cold poison in his body.
In front of the window coffin, Luo Qingyue looked into the distance, her eyes unfocused, as if she was thinking about something.
Jun Wuxie came forward and hugged her gently from behind. His warm breath lingered around Luo Qingyue's ears, making her feel a little itchy.
Luo Qingyue came back to her senses, and a smile flashed across her pretty face: "Wuxie, I want to ask you something."
Jun Wuxie placed his hands around Luo Qingyue's waist and nodded, "What's the matter?"
Luo Qingyue thought for a while, then slowly asked: "That day on the top of the snow mountain, you used three drops of my blood essence to suppress the cold poison?"
Jun Wuxie nodded: "Yes." His tone was light, showing a hint of laziness.
A ray of light flashed across Luo Qingyue's smiling eyes, "Because at that time, I was poisoned by the Yang poison, and the poison I was poisoned was too overbearing, and it could just compete with the Xuanbing cold poison you were poisoned with.
no?"
"Yeah." Jun Wuxie responded.[
Luo Qingyue stopped talking, as expected!
After waiting for a long time to hear the voice of the person in his arms, Jun Wuxie lowered his eyes and asked, "Qingyue, what do you mean by asking these questions?"
Luo Qingyue raised her face and looked at Jun Wuxie, her clear eyes sparkling like the light of hope. The bright lust dazzled Jun Wuxie's eyes, "If we find out who poisoned me,
And where did the poisoner get the Zhiyang poison? When everything is clear, you can get rid of the Xuanbingcold poison by taking the real Zhiyang poison."
Zhiyang is opposite to Zhihan, which can naturally dissolve the cold poison in Jun Wuxie's body.
This was the only way she could think of after thinking about it for three months.
Bing Lingxin is gone, and the innocent cold poison cannot be dragged on like this.
Otherwise, your life is in danger!
In the past, he protected her like that, but today, she would definitely not watch Wu Xie disappear into the Three Realms and Six Paths due to the cold poison.
He can protect her, and she can also protect him!
Jun Wuxie frowned, "It's not easy to investigate what happened fifteen years ago."
A look of determination flashed through Luo Qingyue's eyes, "There is always hope, even if it's just a little bit, we can't give up!"
Jun Wuxie looked at her blankly, an invisible glint flashed in his purple eyes, "Okay."
After pondering for a long time, he finally said nothing.
In fact, he had already investigated before and found out that the person who poisoned Qingyue was Luo Yunxi's mother, but her identity was not as simple as it seemed!