Yin Luzhu sat lazily under the green vines. Within a moment, the familiar sound of footsteps reached his eardrums from far to near.
She raised her eyes and the first thing that caught her eye was a green lotus jade pendant tied around his waist.
He was dressed in white clothes, which vividly outlined his slender figure, and the long hair around his waist was flying all over the sky due to being blown by the wind.
A few strands of hair fly in front. There is no decoration on the head, just a white ribbon, randomly tying up a strand of hair.
It looks like a fairy coming out of the dust, and its appearance is world-famous, like an orchid in an empty valley, as clear as a narcissus on the waves, with a faint charm of water mist.
At first glance, a kind of charm emerges from the bones. He does not eat fireworks, has a Tsinghua bearing, and has an elegant style that makes people dare not look at him.
Yin Luzhu's eyes froze for a moment, and when he looked at Shen Nanxiao, for some reason, he felt like he was looking up at the green mountains and looking back at the dusk clouds.
"Antidote." Shen Nanxiao walked up and said two words in a stiff tone.
But even when he was furious, he still maintained the demeanor that a member of a noble family should have, and did not yell or lose his dignity.
Yin Luzhu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Shen Jinzhao is poisoned?"
Listening to her calm tone, Shen Nanxiao's hands hanging in her sleeves tightened, "Prince Yin?"
She opened her mouth and took the candy cake from Qingluo. She chewed it carefully, "I gave Shen Jinzhao the antidote, but he didn't want it."
"Prince Yin, Shen Jinzhao has grown up with you. Isn't our friendship over the years worthy of being moved by you?"
"Hehehe." She laughed softly, and then pointed to the grass not far away, "The antidote was thrown there by Shen Jinzhao. If the Prime Minister wants it, he can pick it up himself."
Shen Nanxiao stared at Yin Luzhu, with an undercurrent surging in those quiet eyes.
When he looked at her, Yin Luzhu also happened to look at him, with a teasing smile on his face, "Why not? Your biological brother is in danger, and your bloodline is not worthy of the Prime Minister's noble waist?"
Shen Nanxiao's eyes tightened.
"Today's Prince Yin is really sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued."
He left a vague sentence and walked towards the grass.
Leaning down, his slender white hands gently turned over the green grass, carefully searching for the pills that Shen Jinzhao had thrown away.
After a long time, he finally saw the pills on the soil. He picked them up carefully and breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.
Just as he was about to leave, he saw someone running towards the house in a hurry.
"Sorry, Prime Minister, the young master is vomiting blood!"
Shen Nanxiao's eyes tightened, and he subconsciously looked at Yin Luzhu, "Prince Yin, if Shen Jinzhao is harmed in the slightest, I want you to pay with your life."
Hearing this, she blinked her eyes, neither arrogant nor impetuous, and her tone was even calmer.
"In mortal affairs, prosperity and decline are certain, and disillusionment is inevitable. When you cannot stop it, you must face it bravely. What do you think, Xiangguo?"
"Where is Ji Yanchen?" he asked in a deep voice.
"If the Prime Minister wants to borrow a famous doctor from my mansion, does he have to correct his attitude?"
As soon as Yin Luzhu finished speaking, the sharp sword in Shen Nanxiao's hand was pressed against her neck. She moved forward slightly, and the sword edge had already scratched her delicate skin, and a stream of blood flowed out.
Chang Yu and Qing Luo were startled at the same time. They drew their swords and prepared to attack, but were stopped by Yin Luzhu's look.
She looked at Shen Nanxiao, her bright red lips curved in a charming arc, and her eyes were like those of a nine-lived fox demon that captured the soul. When people looked at it, their heartstrings were silently stirred.