In the dark night, there was only a beam of moonlight shining slantly on the shade of the trees, and the green leaves reflected a little light, trembling as they swayed.
Qin Tian lowered his head and looked at Mo Xian'er's closed eyes, and suddenly felt a little bored. He was obviously so resistant, but he still looked like this, which really made people feel irritated.
The cool night wind blew by, and Mo Xian'er noticed Qin Tian getting up and leaving. She opened her eyes in surprise. Before she could ask anything, she felt a cloak cover her head.
Qin Tiandao: "I'm not interested in you anymore."
Qin Tian got up and walked back as he said that. He had been delayed here for a whole day, and the situation in Qin Mansion should be almost in chaos now.
Once Qin Yuanqi died, Qin Zhengqing must have resented Qin Yuanfei, and now as long as Qin Yuanfei dies, the relationship between Qin Zhengqing and Qin Zhengyuan will inevitably cause chaos in the entire Qin family.
Mo Xian'er stayed there for a second, then put on her cloak with a red face, followed Qin Tian, and said slightly angrily: "You should wait for me after all!"
Qin Tian stopped, turned to look at Mo Xian'er and smiled softly: "You should know how to poison without leaving any trace."
"Of course, I am the best at poisoning." Mo Xianer patted his chest, suddenly thought of something, and whispered: "Are you going to attack the Qin family again?"
Qin Tian did not answer. He was thinking of a plan that had the best of both worlds, or was waiting for an opportunity. Although Qin Zhengqing loved his son, he was still an extremely calm person and would not easily fall out with Qin Zhengyuan.
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In the quiet night, the sound of insects chirping was extremely clear. The faint wind blew a few strands of Qin Tian's long hair at the temples. The moonlight was slightly darker, but it made Qin Tian even more handsome.
Mo Xian'er followed Qin Tian closely and never asked a word. He knew that Qin Tian was thinking. The branches under his feet made a slight sound. Qin Tian and Mo Xian'er were just like that, one in front and one behind.
, walked the path they came from, and the creek where they first met.
"How long are you going to stay with me?" Qin Tian turned around and looked at Mo Xian'er, who had followed him all the way to his house, with a cold voice.
"I...it's hard to find a place to live like this." Mo Xian'er looked at Qin Tian with longing eyes, a little aggrieved.
"It's none of my business." Qin Tian was about to close the door without mercy. At this moment, Qin Zhengyue heard a noise and came out of the room.
"Tian'er..." Qin Zhengyue saw Qin Tian coming back so late and was about to ask something when he caught a glimpse of Mo Xian'er, who was disheveled at the side.
Qin Tian: "..."
Qin Zhengyue: "..."
"Qin Tian!" Qin Zhengyue pointed at Mo Xian'er with trembling hands, completely unable to react to the situation in front of him.
"Uncle, this is a misunderstanding. I was rescued from the den of thieves by Brother Qin Tian." Mo Xian'er sobbed and stood up from behind Qin Tian. Her eyes were reddish, as if she had been crying for a long time.
The large and small scars on his body made Qin Zhengyue more convinced of Mo Xian'er's words.
Qin Zhengyue breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I was wondering why you came back so late. It turned out that you were a hero saving a beauty!"
Qin Tian glanced at Mo Xian'er, and he didn't feel guilty at all when he lied, "I saw this woman was taken away by bandits, and I impulsively went to save her."
"Thank you so much for saving your life, young master. I will repay you in the future." Mo Xian'er covered her face and wiped her tears. She almost knelt down to Qin Tian. Fortunately, Qin Zhengyue next to her helped her up.
Mo Xian'er grabbed Qin Zhengyue's arm as if unintentionally, and his spiritual energy turned into an extremely thin thread and wrapped around Qin Zhengyue's pulse.
"Don't be polite. I see how pitiful you are. Just stay at our house for one night." Qin Zhengyue said and suddenly realized that their family only had an abandoned thatched hut. Why? "It's just that our family is poor. I hope you won’t dislike it."
"It's a blessing to be able to save my life." Mo Xian'er shook his head, and after secretly exchanging glances with Qin Tian, they tacitly found an excuse to leave.
Qin Tian returned to his house, closed the door, and asked about Qin Zhengyue's situation, "How is it?"
"Sure enough, what your Lord was exposed to was not poison, but medicine." Mo Xian'er curled his middle finger slightly, and the spiritual threads at his fingertips dispersed and disappeared in the next moment.
"Medicine?" Qin Tian turned to look at Mo Xian'er, waiting for her explanation.
Mo Xian'er said: "Your father must have made friends with a capable person back then. The name that person gave your father was called Xu Ling. I saw him once when I was a child."
"Spirit renewal is actually to transfer one's own spiritual energy to others. Generally, monks only use such medicine when they want to find someone to inherit it before they die. First, it seals the spiritual energy in his body, and then uses himself as an introduction to draw out his own spiritual energy. grafting."
After Mo Xian'er slowly explained the entanglement, he paused and felt a little sad, "I just don't know why your father was only sealed but not unlocked."
Qin Tianxuan sat on the table and asked, "Then how to solve this problem?"
"Give me some time, I will definitely solve it." Mo Xian'er smiled confidently, as if there was no disease in the world that he couldn't cure.
Qin Tian still believed in Mo Xian'er's medical skills. In her previous life, she was famous far and wide, not only because of her reputation as Poison Fairy, but also because of her medical skills.
His father had been depressed ever since he came back from that mission. He finally became a companion of alcohol, and his body became decadent. He was no longer the proud man he once was.
I remember when his father was so high-spirited and serious, who in Taixi City wouldn't come to flatter him? Even the dogs on the road would wag their tails vigorously when they looked at his father.
Looking back now, anyone can step on his father's face. Even his father would receive a cold look from the maids and guards when he happened to pass by the Qin Mansion.
Qin Tian looked out the window. The night was getting thicker and it was already late at night. He stood up and closed the doors and windows and said: "As long as my father's illness can be cured, it doesn't matter how long it takes. It's getting very late. You should go and rest." ."
"Hmm." Mo Xian'er glanced at Qin Tian with wandering eyes, stopped talking for a while, finally sighed and retreated.
Qin Tian didn't want to know what Mo Xian'er was going to say, nor did he want to know. Maybe in the previous life, if Mo Xian'er had such thoughts about him, he would consider it, but now?
What he only thinks about is when the fat piece of the Qin family will change hands, and when those people who bullied him, humiliated him, and even humiliated his father will completely disappear from this continent...
This is what he really cares about now. In his previous life, he was bullied and even expelled from the Qin family. At that time, it was a long snowy weather, his parents died tragically, he was penniless, and the Qin family was They didn't even give him any clothes.