"Say, did you send someone to assassinate Jiu'er?" pinching Lin Yuemei's white jade-like neck, Sima Chun's face was full of gloom, and the cold chill that burst all over her body made people shudder.

Lin Yuemei's delicate face gradually turned pale, she was short of breath, and she shook her head desperately in denial.

stared straight at Lin Yuemei for a long time, but seeing that there was horror and innocence in her misty eyes, and there was no weakness in her eyes, Sima Chun frowned, withdrew his hand and said coldly: "Jiu'er is kind and has lived in the deep palace for a long time, this king really can't think of anyone else who will be unfavorable to Jiu'er, except for you!" Isn't it because of your brother's affairs that you are angry with Jiu'er? ”

Hearing that Sima Chun was so protective of that slut, jealousy and hatred suddenly filled Lin Yuemei's heart, but seeing the cold anger in Sima Chun's eyes, she knew that if she couldn't eliminate his suspicions, not only would she lose his only favor for her, but he would definitely kill her.

"My brother is injured, I, I'm really annoyed, annoyed with her, but I'm more, more aware of the big picture, the overall situation is important, for my cousin's grand plan to dominate the industry, I, I won't, I won't come nonsense, cousin, please face, believe me."

"Really?" Sima Chun obviously didn't believe what Lin Yuemei said, but he still let her go: "You'd better make sure that this matter really has nothing to do with you, otherwise don't blame this king for turning his face and being ruthless!" ”

With a big gasp of breath, Lin Yuemei hid the panic and fear in her heart: "Cousin, you believe me, I really haven't done it." ”

Looking at Lin Yuemei, who looked so beautiful, Sima Chunmo's dark eyes flashed with a faint cold light, and there was no expression on Qingyi's face, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

As soon as Qingyun opened her eyes, she found that she was lying on top of Situ Jingyu, and Situ Jingyu closed his eyes tightly, his handsome face was pale, and his arms were tightly wrapped around her waist.

Soon after the two jumped off the cliff, Situ Jingyu forcibly held her in his arms despite her struggles, and padded under her when he landed, it was obvious that he protected her with his mortally injured flesh and blood.

It took a lot of effort to break Situ Jingyu's clasped hands, and Qingyun stood up and looked at the surrounding environment, waiting for an opportunity to calm down the complex emotions in his heart.

They were in a soft sandy area, surrounded by steep stone walls like knives, and the deep mist shrouded the cliffs, making it impossible to see the sun in the sky, a small stream flowing quietly not far from the left, and a simple bamboo house on the right, and a few large trees outside the house were full of golden and unknown fruits, and a small patch of ground under the trees was blooming with the enchanting Manju Sahua.

Helped Situ Jingyu into the bed in the bamboo house and lay down, feeling that his breathing was getting weaker and weaker, Qingyun didn't have time to think about it and resolutely helped him up, and then he sat behind him, slowly injecting the internal force into his body little by little.

Mo Xuan said that if she had her own internal strength, coupled with medicine and the assistance of another person's internal force, she could relieve the severe pain during her cold poison attack, so his father gave her all his life's internal strength.

However, she couldn't use her internal strength, otherwise it would cause her to have a cold poison attack and the pain would be worse.

But now that Situ Jingyu is in danger, she can't care so much.

It wasn't until he felt that Situ Jingyu's breathing was gradually even, that Qingyun withdrew his internal strength, helped him lie down again, and gave him the pill prepared by Mo Xuan, seeing that his face was much ruddy, he turned around and walked out of the bamboo house, but he felt that his legs were weak, and his throat suddenly surged with a fishy sweetness, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the sharp pain that ate the bones made her fall to the ground all of a sudden.

She knew that this was a cold poison attack.

Qingyun hugged his arms tightly and endured it, but unfortunately it was as if someone had cut off the skin and flesh inch by inch with a hard ice blade, and that kind of pain was really worse than death.

Before losing consciousness, looking at a pair of black boots that suddenly appeared in front of him, Qingyun whispered: "Fire, fire dragon grass ......"