She put a small piece of elixir into snow water and stirred and melted.

Qin Xuanling's poison was much more serious than the old lady's condition, so the amount needed to be used.

He consumed the entire Wuxue Dan. The pill was very powerful. She used it in a small amount and many times. He suffered the pain of heart-breaking and liver-breaking again and again. Fortunately, this was the last time.

"Open your mouth."

Yun Xihe held the cup in his hand to his lips, and then Qin Xuanling, who had been tortured for a while, was very obedient and opened his mouth to drink the potion.

As soon as the potion was in his mouth, his eyebrows frowned, but in the end he swallowed a drop obediently without wasting it.

She touched the restless pulse of his wrist, and the silver needle in her hand pierced into the acupoints quickly, sometimes gently twisting, sometimes deeply piercing.

Until she felt that the medicinal properties began to evaporate in his body and expelled the residual toxins from his body little by little, she once again carefully placed fresh leeches on his back.

The poison ran wildly in his body over the years, as if he had spirituality, magnifying the pain of being stripped to the feeling that every inch of muscles and bones would be crushed. In addition, the extremely strong Wuxue Dan, Qin Xuanling felt that he could not even breathe.

Seeing that under the soothing of Anshenxiang, he was still in pain as if he was scraping his bones and cutting his flesh, and his whole body was convulsed, Yun Xihe couldn't help but frown.

The sweat beads on his forehead fell layer by layer, and the thin lips were bitten by his teeth and bleeding. His slender fingers sometimes clenched into fists, and sometimes he clutched the bedding under him tightly.

Yun Xihe couldn't help but lift his slender palm, trying to pat his back gently to comfort him, but in the end he silently took it back.

Qin Xuanling, who was unconscious, suddenly muttered, "Um...Um..."

"What?" Yun Xihe came to his senses, lowered his head quickly, and asked carefully, "What did you say?"

"pain......"

Qin Xuanling felt as if he was trapped in a thick white mist. In a silence, he smelled a faint fragrance that was so cold that he could wake him up, which made him unable to help but reach out and grab it.

His fingers reached the back of her head, pressed the smooth black hair, tightened his arms and rushed her towards him.

She couldn't dodge and accidentally touched his lips.

This was probably when he was most tender and sweet. His beautiful peach blossom eyes were closed, and he was pious as if he was offering sacrifices.

Yun Xihe didn't know whether he was surprised to push him away or something, but he just widened his eyes so dull, bringing his picturesque handsome face into his eyes bit by bit.

Qin Xuanling only felt that the cold air he had dreamed of was rushing into his nose bit by bit, but the pain of the skin and flesh burst into pieces came again, and the two constant feelings made him unable to help but start to twitch again.

But he held his hand tightened unconsciously and tried harder, as if he would rather endure the inhuman pain than let go of his god.

But Qin Xuanling did not get more and more aggravated. He just put his lips on her lips and greedily sucked her breath. The two of them were breathing in a tangle, and Yun Xihe immediately held his breath.

After a while, Yun Xihe finally couldn't bear it and avoided his restraints and let out a long sigh.

The reason why he held his breath made his cheeks slightly warm, and he quietly climbed up a bright red blush.

The moonlight was shining, and the breeze blew in from the half-open window, causing her hair to move slightly.

She looked out the window and sorted out his messed hair as if nothing had happened.

He murmured, "I have appreciation, admiration, and use of Qin Xuanling as I need. But I must not do anything that makes him misunderstand. He is the patron saint of Dashun, and I am the same as I save him."

These words seemed to be saying to yourself, and also to make an oath to God.

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It was the time for Yun Xihe to detoxify in Chunhe courtyard. Without knowing that someone was about to die in Nuanying courtyard.

"Crash!"

The vase on the table was smashed to the ground by Yun Ying'er. "Come on! When is this time? No one has brought food to me yet? Ah? Are the women in the kitchen dead?"

"Oh, my Ying'er! What else are you making trouble? Can't you tell me? Someone must have cut off our food!" Aunt Wang looked at Yun Ying'er in a tone of regret.

"Who dares? I am the second lady of the General's Mansion! Who dares not let me eat? When did the mansion have such rules?" Yun Ying'er was almost angry. She was just a ban on her feet. These sluts who were changing their responsibilities dared to treat her like this.

Aunt Wang sighed speechlessly. This daughter is such a fool who can do nothing but fail!

She had to talk to him carefully, "Ying'er, I'm asking you to beg for the old lady today, not to make you faint from anger! Isn't this because of the food in our courtyard that was cut off from the house?"

Seeing that she was uncomfortable, Aunt Wang sighed. What if it was the flesh that fell from her body? But when she heard her say such angry words, she had to sigh and comfort her, "Ying'er, let's bear it for now, don't forget our long-term plan!"

"Horse? When will I bear it? Auntie, I am now like mud in a stinky ditch, and I feel disgusted even when I am taken at me!"

Yun Ying'er tore off the disguise of the gentle little sheep and began to go crazy, "When I sit in that position, I want the entire Yun family to die without a burial place!"

"Ying'er...you're quiet!" Aunt Wang looked at her in shock. Yun Ying'er was really scary like this.

"What are you afraid of?" Yun Ying'er snorted coldly, looking at Aunt Wang with disdain, "You forgot, how did you encourage me when you gave me opium last time? Now who are you pretending to be like this for?"

"Ying'er, Auntie is thinking about you." Seeing that her daughter was so rude, a hint of heartache flashed across her face, "I am your biological mother, can I still harm you?"

"Hmph!" When Yun Ying'er heard this, she raised her hand and smashed another vase.

She looked ruthless, "You're so embarrassed to say, look at what bad ideas you have given me? I asked me to cooperate with King Sheng, but the prince's children were gone! I asked me to smoke tobacco for the prince, and I was beaten by my father again! Today you asked me to beg for the old lady. Now I'm fine, I can't even eat!"

"...How can you say that to mom?" Seeing that his daughter was so unreasonable, Aunt Wang immediately started to blame her. "Isn't it all that Yun Xihe! Think about it yourself, if she hadn't interfered with it, which of our plans would not have been possible?"

"Yun Xihe!" Yun Ying'er couldn't help but clench her fists.

Her injuries have not healed yet, and now she is tortured by the uproar of hunger, and she is so irritable that she is like a hungry wolf on a full moon night.
Chapter completed!