The warm breath hit my ears, mixed with the refreshing orchid fragrance that was unique to this man. My body was hugged tightly in the man's arms, and I couldn't move at all. I could feel it even if the bodies were so close to each other.
Seeing the tight texture inside the man's robe, Mu Jieyu's pretty little face couldn't help but blush, and at the same time, he felt a strong sense of anger rising in his heart.
"Miss!"
Before Mu Jieyu had time to scold Xuanyuan Zhirong, the two men's actions had already disturbed Bai Su and Bai Qian downstairs. Seeing the two figures approaching quickly, Mu Jieyu immediately shouted in a low voice: "Don't come in."
When he felt that the people outside were stopping, Mu Jieyu softened his voice and said, "I'm fine, I just saw an annoying mouse. Please step back."
Although the two smart people heard that Mu Jieyu's words were perfunctory and noticed that there was an aura in Mu Jieyu's room, they knew that Mu Jieyu did not want them to interfere and were sure that Mu Jieyu was not in any danger.
, and then decided to quit.
"Let me go!" Mu Jieyu said coldly after he felt Bai Su and Bai Su walking away.
"How can I let go of the warm and fragrant jade in my arms so easily?" Xuanyuan Zhirong stretched out a hand to lift up a strand of Mu Jieyu's hair and sniffed it gently, his voice as charming and lazy as ever.
"If the prince is tired of living, just hug him a little tighter." Mu Jieyu suddenly put on a enchanting smile, and his moon-like eyes were filled with charming waves.
Seeing this, Xuanyuan Zhirong's originally clear and deep eyes darkened, and he slowly loosened his grip on Mu Jieyu. However, Mu Jieyu took advantage of this and raised his wrist, scattering lavender powder towards Xuanyuan Zhirong.
Xuanyuan Zhirong did not move at all, standing there quietly until the lavender powder disappeared in front of him.
Mu Jieyu's pupils shrank when he saw Xuanyuan Zhirong standing there intact, his eyes full of disbelief.
"I'm afraid there is no poison in this world that can have an effect on me." The corners of Xuanyuan Zhirong's lips curled up, letting out a trace of sarcasm.
Mu Jieyu's heart suddenly tightened. She did not ignore the tall man in front of her who seemed to be insurmountable. At that moment, he exuded a trace of sadness. Even though it was just as fleeting as a shooting star, it was fierce.
It struck a chord in her heart.
What is no more? How many poisons do you have to experience before you can use this word? How many poisons do you have to experience before you can be tempered into steel and invulnerable to all poisons?
Just thinking about it makes Mu Jieyu feel chilled. She is a doctor and poisoner, so she can naturally think of the scene in front of her. This unparalleled, beautiful and unreal man is in front of her. He is the son of the heavenly family and has a noble status. In the end,
What caused him to experience those unimaginable disasters?
"How many kinds of poisons are there in your body?" Mu Jieyu couldn't help but ask.
She once checked Xuanyuan Zhirong's pulse. At that time, she felt that his pulse was too strange, which she could not understand. Later, when she found out that Xuanyuan Zhirong was setting up a trap, she mistakenly thought that it was him who had caused her to be like that.
He looked like this, and then he asked her to treat him. She thought carefully for a long time, and thought of the legend that he was poisoned by poison, but poison was just like the bacteria in the previous life, and it could be diagnosed without taking a pulse.
Depending on the species, blood must be used as a sample for analysis.
"How many kinds? I don't know very well." Xuanyuan Zhirongyun smiled lightly, as if what he was talking about was not his own.