The poisonous insects were eating his bones. Although he was in pain and wished to die, at least he was not afraid.
But when Xiaoyao was about to come in, he felt inexplicably panicked.
Hong Silk could see this point of fear clearly.
Hong Silk raised her lips and smiled and said: "It seems that you are very nervous about this little girl. If you let her taste the taste of this poisonous insect on your body..."
"You...dare!"
Hong Silk didn't play the flute when she spoke.
The sound of the flute disappeared, and Ye Qingying finally regained some strength, stood up and rushed towards her.
He will kill anyone who dares to hurt Xiaoyao!
Not to mention red silk, even jade exquisite ones are the same!
Hong Silk had known that he would be like this. When he was tortured to death by the poisonous insects just now and still had no strength left, her figure flashed and he had already fallen out of the window.
"This is the medicine your Majesty has prepared for Prince Xuan. As long as you give him a few more doses, he will lose all his power."
That bitch will come in soon, and Hong Silk's words are also very brief:
"Don't think about escaping. You can't escape. If you don't let her deal with King Xuan, Your Majesty will deal with her. You should think clearly about it yourself."
"Master!"
Xiaoyao opened the door and barged in.
The red silk outside the window had gone, but she knew that someone had clearly been here.
But now, that person is not as important as the master.
Xiaoyao quickly walked over and supported the crumbling Ye Qingying.
Seeing blood dripping from his nostrils, Xiaoyao immediately grabbed his wrist's veins: "Master, what's going on with you? Who hurt you?"
The breath is so messed up, but there are no internal injuries, and it doesn't look like poisoning!
what is going on?
"I...it's okay." Ye Qingying raised her hand and wiped the blood from the tip of her nose.
"It's probably because I've been a bit angry and had a nosebleed in the past two days."
"Impossible!" Xiaoyao stared at him, "Master, tell the truth! Who is here?"
"No one..."
Xiaoyao didn't believe it and turned around to chase after him.
Ye Qingying grabbed her hand and wanted to pull her back.
However, he didn't expect that he was completely powerless at this moment, but Xiaoyao's strength was not small.
Being dragged along by her, he lost his balance and suddenly fell forward.
Xiaoyao was startled, and immediately turned around to support him: "Master, you are so injured, why are you still unwilling to tell me the truth! Who is it?"
Ye Qingying shook his head and said: "Help me back to the room, I want to exercise my energy and regulate my breathing."
...Ye Qingying sat cross-legged on the bed.
Half an hour later, his pale face finally returned to normal.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Xiaoyao staring straight at him, his eyes dull.
"What's wrong? With this look in his eyes, isn't Master still fine?" He smiled to appease him.
Xiaoyao's face looked very ugly: "There are no internal injuries, there is no poisoning... Master, you have been poisoned."
Ye Qingying's eyes changed slightly, but the surprise in his eyes only fleeted.
He still smiled and said: "How is it possible? Don't think nonsense, Master, nothing has happened."
"Master, I trust you, but you can't treat me as a fool."
Xiaoyao walked over and grabbed his clothes: "Master, tell me, who gave you the poison and who harmed you? What exactly did they want you to do?"
Ye Qingying said nothing.
I only have so much time with her.
He didn't want to, couldn't, just give up.
"Xiaoyao, if you give Master a little more time, Master will definitely be able to think of a way to get rid of those people."
Xiao Yao shook his head: "Although I don't understand the art of voodoo, I also know that if you don't understand the art of voodoo, there is only one way to die if you leave the person who cast the voodoo."
She held Ye Qingying's hand, her fingers slowly tightening.
