Mo Yue glanced at the little guy who was kneeling on the ground and trembling, and said softly, "You come." Seeing that the little girl had no other reaction except trembling, he said again, "If Jing Gongzi takes this calm tea, I will let you go, okay?"

When the little guy heard this, he hurriedly looked at Mo Yue, and when he saw that Mo Yue was unusually serious, he stood up tremblingly, stepped forward and picked up the teacup in Mo Yue's hand, and walked towards Jing Chuxi.

"I heard that if Zishenhe is drunk directly, it will bleed from the seven orifices, and the death will be extremely ugly. ”

"Ah Yue, you just heard that Bao Buqi is fake. ”

"Ah, that's not necessarily, in case it's true. ”

At this time, the little guy had already walked in front of Jing Chuxi, and seeing that Jing Chuxi refused to drink, in order to survive, he picked up his left hand, and vigorously broke Jing Chuxi's jaw, and the tea poured down.

Where is Jing Chuxi willing to drink, close his teeth, and try his best to break free, but how can a person who can't move his limbs withstand a person who is desperate to survive, and the tea was finally poured into Jing Chuyi's mouth.

Ye Lizhan let go of the restrained Jing Chuxi, Jing Chuxi was able to move, so he covered his throat, bent down, and wanted to spit out the tea just now, but the tea had already entered his stomach, and he couldn't spit it out for half a minute.

Jing Chuxi hurriedly knelt on the ground, wanting to grab Mo Yue's sleeve and beg for mercy, but Mo Yue saw through Jing Chuxi's intentions, and quickly took half a step back, Jing Chuxi grabbed a void, and saw Rulan sitting on the chair, quickly knelt on the ground and took a few steps forward, grabbed Rulan's sleeve, and begged for mercy.

"Fifth sister, cousin knows that he is wrong, save cousin, cousin no longer dares to think about Jingfeng Building, fifth sister, you save cousin. ”

When Rulan learned the truth, her face was already pale and exhausted, but now she was shaken vigorously by Jing Chuxi, her face was painful, she covered her chest, spit blood, and then fainted.

Mo Yue looked at the scene in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled up with a wry smile, this is the destiny of heaven, no one can violate it, and looked at the Changyin Pavilion downstairs, which is still very lively.

Mo Yue put Rulan on the bed and told Wei Fan to go to the kettle for hot water, Wei Fan glanced at Rulan worriedly, but still listened to the order and went to the kitchen to boil hot water.

"Can you be saved?"

"The poison of Zishenhe has entered the bone marrow, and her life is only three days, if I save her, she can only enter the demon. ”

"In that case, it is the will of heaven, and this belated calamity is her fate. Mo Yue helped Rulan straighten out the quilt, "Ah Zhan, you go and rest first." ”

Ye Lizhan glanced at Mo Yue, and finally left the room without saying anything.

"Yue'er. ”

Mo Yue looked for the voice, Mo Yu was standing at the door looking at herself, and Mo Yue got up to salute.

"Master, why are you here?"

"It's fine, just hang out. ”

The corners of Mo Yue's mouth twitched, and she walked casually, and walked to the woman's boudoir, although it was night, she couldn't open her eyes and talk nonsense.

Mo Yu approached the bed, glanced at the sleepy Rulan, lightly tapped Rulan's eyebrows with his index finger, a cluster of white light disappeared, Rulan's face instantly returned to normal, his breath was stable, and he slept quietly.

"Now, the catastrophe has passed, and although it is many years late, it is still a life to enjoy in peace. ”