After she finished speaking, she walked around her and left. Huo Qingmei hissed: "Stop! Give me the antidote!"
Her wrist was already black, and it was spreading upwards at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Okay," Qing Ge looked back and smiled, as quiet and beautiful as a clear lotus in the water, "in exchange for the antidote on my face!"
Huo Qingmei stared at her with a distorted face, "You are delusional! Don't forget, Na Hanjue's master is the poison king. There is no poison in this world that he cannot cure."
"In this case, you should go find him quickly." Qing Ge smiled faintly, turned around and left.
"Stop!" Huo Qingmei was about to rush toward Qing Ge, but several figures flew in front of her.
Qing Ge paused for a moment and smiled slightly, "Qing Lan Zi, see the guest off, and then tell the housekeeper that this guest will not be welcome here in the future."
"Yes, young lady!" Qinglanzi responded in unison.
Huo Qingmei yelled: "Lan Qin Qingge, you bitch! What qualifications do you have to give orders here? This is my nephew's home! I am his aunt, I can come whenever I want, whenever I want
Leave whenever you want!"
The corners of Qingge's lips curled up slightly, and she spat out three words, "Qing, Zhang Zui!"
"yes!"
After a clean answer, there was a clear slap and Huo Qingmei's sharp yelling from behind.
Qing Ge smiled softly, did not look back, and strolled leisurely back to her and Na Hanjue's bedroom.
Standing by the window, looking at Nahan Villa, which is as beautiful as an ancient castle, I sang and smiled.
Presumably, after coming here today, Huo Qingmei will understand who is the master of this Nahan Villa!
In the evening, Na Hanjue came back with tiredness on his face and eyes. Qingge felt distressed and massaged his temples, saying softly: "Actually, it doesn't matter to me. This poison can't kill me."
"Fool!" Nahanjue grabbed Qingge's hand, and with a little force, he pulled her to sit on his lap, his fingers caressing her injured cheek, his eyes filled with pity and guilt, "If I can't let her
You live a happy and worry-free life, why are you still doing this with me?"
Qingge shook her head and smiled softly, "Being with you makes me happy and worry-free!"
Na Hanjue was silent for a while and stopped talking. He just took her deeply into his arms and sighed: "Don't worry, I will take care of everything!"
The next day, Shui Qingmo's father, Shui Yu, Na Hanjue's master, came in a menacing manner. When he sat down, he patted the table on Na Hanjue and asked for the antidote.
Qing Ge had naturally told Na Hanjue about poisoning Huo Qingmei yesterday, but Na Hanjue pretended to be stupid, "Master, I should be the one asking you for the antidote. Why did you ask me for the antidote?"
Already?"
"How dare you say that!" Shui Yu pointed at Qingge's nose and blew his beard, glaring. "This is the woman you are looking for? She has no respect for her elders! She actually dares to use poison on her elders. Does she have a tutor?"
"Master, the more you talk, the less I understand. My Ge'er is the most gentle and sensible. What did she do to make you always so angry?" Na Hanjue hugged Qing Ge's shoulders and continued to act stupid.
.
Shui Yu was almost driven crazy by him.
The first reason why he was so angry was because Huo Qingmei was poisoned by Qingge's scheme.
The second thing is that he couldn't find the antidote to the poison that Qingge had poisoned him all night long. Huo Qingmei pointed at his nose and cursed him. It's no wonder he wasn't angry!
To be honest, the poison that Qingge gave was not very clever. He could tell the antidote with his eyes closed, but the bad thing was that the poison that Qingge gave required a total of 7,749 kinds of rare herbs.
In order to detoxify, where can he find the seven or forty-nine herbs overnight?
