"Love poison?!" Mingche frowned, "Is it serious? Will I die?!"
Right now, the Ming Dynasty is in a critical period. The lives of Mo Li and Sixth Brother are uncertain, but he has been poisoned. How can this be done?!
"You're lucky, because I'm by your side!" Zhuo Ya solemnly said, "I will help you detoxify!"
"Okay!" Mingche nodded lightly, "However, I have a request, you don't tell others about this matter, I don't want them to worry!"
"I can swear!" Zhuo Ya suppressed a smile, "If I tell others about this, it will make me unhappy..."
"No!" Mingche raised his hand to cover her lips, "You don't have to swear, I believe you!"
Feeling the softness of her lips under his fingers, his heartbeat that had just calmed down accelerated again. He hurriedly retracted his palm. Zhuo Ya looked at his red face and said, "Why, it's happening again?!"
Mingche lowered his face and nodded.
Zhuo Ya quickly looked around, took his hand and dragged him behind the flower tree aside, "Kiss me now!"
Mingche was startled and looked at her in disbelief, thinking that he had heard wrongly.
"Don't you want to detoxify?!" Zhuo Ya barely kept her tone calm, "I have taken hundreds of poisons, which is the antidote in itself. Therefore, when I kissed you before, I would induce the poison in your body. As long as we
Kiss often... be affectionate, and your poison will slowly be removed!"
"But..." Mingche still hesitated, "That's not fair to you!"
Zhuo Ya bit her lip, wishing she could give him a slap in the face.
Does this guy want her to take the initiative?!
"Don't you want to help Mingyue and Mo Li? You know, once you become poisonous, you will die!"
"Then I'm wronging you!" Mingche took a deep breath, lowered his face, and quickly pecked her on the lips.
Zhuo Ya's cheeks were as hot as fire, "This won't work, you have to go slower and longer!"
Mingche came forward again and put his lips to hers. Feeling her soft lips, his heart beat harder, but he didn't know what to do.
Zhuo Ya closed her eyes, but she didn't feel his next move. She was so anxious that she didn't care about being reserved. She opened her arms to hug his waist, but she heard voices coming from far away.
"Your Highness, Your Highness?!"
Shocked in his heart, Mingche hurriedly let go of her.
"I'm here!" He looked at her in a panic and noticed her red face. He suddenly felt nervous, "Your face is so red. Will I pass on the poison to you?!"
"That's... my normal reaction to detoxify!" Zhuo Ya turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something and reminded her urgently, "Only I can detoxify this poison. You are not allowed to get close to women other than me, otherwise... otherwise you
It will poison the other party to death!"
"Your Highness!" His subordinates walked over quickly and looked at Ming Che, who was standing behind the flower tree with a red face, with a puzzled expression on his face, "Why are you standing here? I heard a voice just now, who are you talking to?!
"
"No...it's nothing!" Mingche hurriedly waved his hands and strode over from behind the flower tree, "I'll continue reading, reading!"
Returning to the study, he looked at the divine book on the table again. As a result, no matter what word he read, Zhuo Ya's face would appear before his eyes. When he heard his subordinates approaching, he wanted to ask, but was worried about leaking the news. After thinking about it, he said
, "Go and get me a poison book!"
Although his subordinates were confused, they still followed the instructions.
Mingche closed the book in front of him and noticed the soup left by Zhuo Ya. He brought the soup over with his fingers and took a small sip.
The soup was slightly cold, just like the temperature of her lips. Mingche frowned, "What a powerful poison!"