Chapter Seventy-One: Identifying Drugs

The two were extremely close, but they felt very far apart.

Ye Qinzhu's breath sprayed on Yang Qingjue's face, like a newborn milk cat, stretching out her pink paws and stepping on his face.

"Why should I be afraid?"

Ye Qinzhu suddenly understood that Yang Qingjue and her were still estranged.

Even though they often met in the past six months, they never removed the barrier between the two, and often stopped at the point, and they couldn't communicate with each other.

Yang Qingjue...... He has never shown the real man in front of her......

But at the same time, he cared about Ye Qinzhu's feelings very much. He can be calm with the people around him, but his emotions will only fluctuate because of her thoughts.

"If they were my companions, who had just been through a difficult time with me, but were killed by you, I would have thought you terrible and couldn't help but alienate you. ”

Ye Qinzhu smiled, took his coat and put it on, covering the bloodstains.

"But the goal of those spirit beasts is to kill us, and if we show mercy to the enemy, we may be killed by a sneak attack. ”

"To the people around me, I can ignore all the past.

I will do my best to repay the person who has helped me, and whoever wants to harm me, no matter how much he pleads later, I will definitely repay him with a drop of water. ”

"Repaying kindness with kindness, repaying grievances with straightforwardness, this is my way. Ye Qinzhu calmly explained, "Jue Gongzi is not a saint, there is no need to forgive people who have plans for you.

It is natural to have revenge, even if it is to kill it quickly.

I'm not a little fool who has not yet entered the world, why do I think you are terrible?"

"What's more......" She looked away unnaturally and didn't look at Yang Qingjue, "Part of the reason why Jue Gongzi went on a killing spree is also because of me, if I alienate you because of this, wouldn't it be revenge?"

Ye Qinzhu did not escape, nor did he question with a pale face and teary eyes, after experiencing Luo Qingyang's explosion, the girl's adaptability to blood was obviously much stronger.

Lifting the curtain and facing the blood-stained earth, she resisted the discomfort and stepped on it.

Yang Qingjue was just about to get up, but was stopped by Ye Qinzhu raising his hand.

"I know the first half of the night hasn't been over yet. Ye Qinzhu summoned the fire spirit and lit a lantern to illuminate the three inches around, "But Jue Gongzi's body is not suitable for another vigil, and I just don't feel sleepy......

- In the second half of the night, leave it to me. ”

The night was cold, and Ye Qinzhu couldn't help but wrap his robe tightly despite the fire.

The smell of the blood of the spirit beast spread far away, and the spirit beasts that smelled it retreated one after another.

Ye Qinzhu squatted outside the tent, stunned and didn't find anything abnormal, but he was sleepy and sleepy, and he couldn't even maintain the fire spirit.

She squinted, covered her lips and yawned, rubbing her eyes vigorously to force herself to wake up.

There was a warm current from the tent behind him, and the man in white walked out of the tent and put the cloak that Ye Qinzhu covered him on and draped it on the girl.

"I volunteered to stay up late, but it turned out to be what I am now. The third lady of the Ye family seems to be bragging. ”

Ye Qinzhu was in a daze, and when he saw Yang Qingjue coming, he pulled him to sit down, and the two sat side by side on the only few clean pieces of ground outside the tent.

"What is the royal family of your Ning Kingdom like?" her voice was vague, and Yang Qingjue concentrated on it before she heard the reason, "Yang Qingtan is cold and indifferent, crazy Yang Qingyan, and you, on the surface, you are a gentleman, but in fact, you are thousands of miles away."

What kind of environment can raise you children......

"The background of growing up, the mother's situation, and the attitude of the brother can all be determined. Yang Qingjue replied.

Ye Qinzhu sneered and sneered, with curiosity in his heart for the current disdain for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

can't deal with internal and external troubles, but he can force his three brothers in the capital to this point, this highness can be regarded as a success.

"I still have questions. Before he was conscious, Ye Qinzhu's mouth moved faster than his brain, "How did you do it at that time?" I feel that those spirit beasts suddenly stopped moving, let you kill ......"

"Because I used poison. ”

There was a small question mark squatting beside him, and Yang Qingjue answered all questions. He stretched out his hand and took out four porcelain vases and showed them in front of Ye Qinzhu's eyes.

"These four bottles, which are the animal huan herb antidote, animal repellent powder, paralysis powder, and hemolytic drops, are the medicinal powder I use today. ”

"Both paralysis and hemolytic drops are poisons, the difference is that paralysis only causes a person to temporarily lose consciousness, while hemolytic drops will corrode the internal organs of the person who administers the drug and merge with the blood. ”

"What I use on spirit beasts at night is blood-dissolving drops. The poisoned spirit beasts had already lost their skills, and as a result, they were just giving them a good time in advance. ”

"So poisonous?" Ye Qinzhu exclaimed, then held his face and looked at Yang Qingjue expectantly, "It is said that there must be an antidote to poison, if it is you, can you dissolve the hemolytic drops?"

Yang Qingjue took back the porcelain vase, saw Ye Qinzhu blinking her eyes, lowered her head and rubbed her smooth cheeks, and replied.

"Yes. ”

His poison can be cured......

Ye Qinzhu sighed again, and her consciousness searched for a long time in the stone, and finally found the black bottle she had picked up a long time ago.

"Since you know how to use poison, can you help me see what is in it?"

There was a very strange symbol on the black bottle, Ye Qinzhu was crude and unheard of at the time, and he didn't know what it was. Now she took it out and deliberately rushed towards Yang Qingjue with the symbolic side.

When he saw that symbol, Yang Qingjue's face changed instantly. He stretched out two fingers, clamped the porcelain vase, and looked at Ye Qinzhu nervously.

"I haven't touched it. Ye Qinzhu hurriedly explained, only to see Yang Qingjue's face softened slightly.

In order to prevent himself from causing trouble because of ignorance, when Yang Qingjue opened the bottle, Ye Qinzhu deliberately took a few steps back.

Yang Qingjue sent a pill into his mouth, held his breath in his mouth, and put the black powder on some white paper.

He dipped a few grains with a gold needle, put them in front of his eyes to observe, and then poured the powder back into the black bottle, and only after making sure that there was no residue around him did he slowly exhale a breath of turbidity.

"This poison comes from Anguo, and it has a very beautiful name - Beauty Cry. ”

The figures of three people suddenly appeared in front of Ye Qinzhu's eyes, especially Shen Yi'an, whom she had seen when she was hiding from the rain.

"The reason for this name is because Anguo once had a peerless beauty, delicate and unparalleled. There was a poisoner who loved her, but was rejected, and the poisoner became angry, created a poison, and secretly fed it to the beauty. ”

When the beautiful woman ate it, her eyes were bloody and tearful, and she was in great pain. The poisoner appeared at this time and said that as long as the beauty was from him, he would help the beauty to cure the poison. ”

Unfortunately, the beauty resolutely refused, and in less than an hour, she died in tears.

According to legend, the beauty still had her face after death, and her bones did not rot. Later generations only got this poison, but did not get the corresponding antidote, so they regarded it as an incurable poison and used it in assassination. ”

"It's not safe to put this thing in your place......"

Yang Qingjue wanted to return the porcelain vase to Ye Qinzhu, but stopped halfway through the stretch, retracted his hand without saying anything, and put the porcelain vase in his sleeve.

"So...... I'll keep it for you. ”

Before Ye Qinzhu could recover from the story, his own things were carried in Yang Qingjue's arms.

She hurriedly pounced on her to grab it, but Yang Qingjue was already on guard, and she dodged to prevent Ye Qinzhu from catching her.

"It's too dangerous for you to hold it, I'll take it, and I can try to develop an antidote. Yang Qingjue spoke bitterly, babbling about moving Ye Qinzhu.