Just when Lin Xiner was a little unwilling and frustrated, Ximen Jingxuan personally said Mrs. Mei's name.
"You are also doubting her, right?"
Hearing Ximen Jingxuan say Wu Mei's name, Lin Xiner realized that Wu Mei and Lin Ke'er were different.
Now that there is a target of suspicion, it is easier to get the antidote.
"I never doubted her before. It wasn't until I saw you now that I was probably touched and thought of her." Ximen Jingxuan looked at Lin Xiner. He didn't know how long this touch would last.
Moreover, although he is now accusing Mrs. Mei of wrongdoings, he does not feel any anger towards her. In his mind, he can tolerate her behavior.
"Then you should return to Beijing quickly and ask her to get the antidote while you still have these feelings." Lin Xiner said.
Mrs. Mei, who did the manipulation, must not have expected that Ximen Jingxuan could resist the invasion of toxins in a short period of time, and his mind could still be somewhat clear-headed, and he could distinguish right from wrong.
"With such a special poison, do you think she really has an antidote in her hand?" Ximen Jingxuan said, "Maybe I should go to Yuehua Country to look for Leng Qingxiu directly, but I don't think I can delay it for so many days..."
And there is something else that Ximen Jingxuan did not say, that is, the Qingyuan Dynasty is in turmoil now, and he really cannot leave the capital and let the chaos of eight years ago happen again.
For personal reasons, he needs to detoxify as soon as possible. For public reasons, his status determines his final actions.
If those who peek at the imperial power are allowed to succeed, and those who stand behind the Demonic Voice Messenger are allowed to succeed, it will not only be detrimental to him and their world, but also to Lin Xiner, whether it is the sisters of Shuiyue Palace or the enemy of the Lin family.
It will be more difficult to repay her, and it will make her future journey even more difficult.
"Then what should we do now? What are you going to do?" Lin Xiner looked into Ximen Jingxuan's guilty and helpless eyes, and her voice was trembling.
Although he still looked towards her a little bit when he spoke, there was no trace of the previous heat or any emotion in his eyes.
"I can't let illusions blind me, and you don't want me to forget you, right?" Ximen Jingxuan asked.
Even though there was no emotion in his expression, he was still supported by reason. He couldn't feel how deeply he loved the woman in front of him before, but he still understood the truth now.
Therefore, he must take advantage of now...
Just as Lin Xiner nodded, Ximen Jingxuan suddenly stood up and took off the white shirt exposed behind his green robe.
Now, in the cold, he was only wearing a very thin single coat, and the slightly open collar let in the slightest bit of cold wind, but the exposed muscles and bones of his neck did not flinch, facing the wind, looking so powerful.
Lin Xiner looked at Ximen Jingxuan in confusion as he spread his white shirt on the ground. It wasn't until she watched him pull out the soft sword from his waist and cut his finger with a wave of his hand that she realized that he was going to write a letter in blood, just like that day
The letter of divorce written in the martial arts field.
At that time, he was angry with her and did something he regretted in anger.
At this time, he wanted to record all his current memories with blood.
Blood represents determination, faith and affirmation. He wanted to use this method to remind himself of the entire truth.
Seeing Ximen Jingxuan waving the blood from his fingertips and writing bright red words on his white clothes. Since one sword was not enough, when the blood flow was not enough, he kept applying more swords. Lin Xiner's eyes were moist.
He knelt down and grabbed the sword.
"Jingxuan, that's enough. Just write a rough outline. It can already remind you." Lin Xiner said.
Ximen Jingxuan just raised his head and glanced at Lin Xiner indifferently, glanced at the soft sword, did not make a sound, and did not grab the sword, but bit his fingertips with his teeth, and blood flowed out again.
Ximen Jingxuan lowered his head and continued to write Yin Hong's words on his clothes, each word connected to the heart.
Seeing this, Lin Xiner wanted to take away that piece of clothing. Although the bleeding on her fingertips was not an injury, using so much blood to write was very exhausting, and she felt heartbroken just looking at it.
"This is the only ability I have left now, let me complete it." Ximen Jingxuan knew what Lin Xiner was thinking without raising his head, and warned, "I need to use it to remind myself in the days to come that I am just a person.
It’s probably not enough, don’t stop me and give us a chance.”
Yes, nothing can make Ximen Jingxuan believe the whole thing in the future if something unexpected happens in the future than this blood letter.
No, it's not just in case, something unexpected has already happened.
Lin Xiner stared at the clothes that were gradually covered with red letters, unable to do anything but blurry eyes.
Finally, it's written.
After drying the blood, Ximen Jingxuan carefully folded his clothes and stuffed them into his arms.
While Ximen Jingxuan was writing the letter in blood, Lin Xiner had already taken off his robe and put it on him.
Although she had hope, she had to think that maybe this was the last thing Ximen Jingxuan could do for her before he could not cure the poison.
Thinking, thinking, Lin Xin'er couldn't hold back her tears any longer and kept falling down.
The hands on her legs were secretly exerting force, she must find her Jingxuan!
As Ximen Jingxuan's true energy entered the body from the acupuncture points on her back, Lin Xiner secretly gritted her teeth and forced herself to relax.
First of all, she wanted to make a complete recovery from her illness, which was also Ximen Jingxuan's wish.
"Hey, why is there someone in my house? Who is it?"
While the two were silent, voices sounded outside the cave entrance, and then someone entered the cave.
Ximen Jingxuan finished his work and listened. It was a person. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's a skull."
"You brat, is that you?" The skull heard the word "skull" and several sparse and ugly mustaches twitched.
The only person who called him that was the young man who was friends with the Leng family.
The skull called him a brat, and Ximen Jingxuan would definitely not answer. He stood up silently, waiting for the skull to show up.
Soon, the skull walked into the cave through the low entrance. As soon as he stood still, he burped loudly. It seemed that his apprentice had eaten a lot for him, and he was still smelling of alcohol. His hands
There was also a wine bottle in it.
"It's really you! Why did you come back after following me for a long time? It's hard to find my disciple." The skull saw clearly that it was Ximen Jingxuan, and he raised the wine bottle and was about to smash it.
But when he woke up and realized that he was holding a treasure in his hand, he finally did not hit it and took his hand back.
"Huh? Who is this girl?" The skull noticed Lin Xiner and his nose twitched.
"The smell is the same as my disciple's. You kid, you actually kidnapped my disciple's woman and came to my house to make out with her!" The skull was dissatisfied and shouted loudly with his teeth bared.