She glanced at him suspiciously, frowned slightly, and seemed to believe his words: "So? ”

Shen Yebai used his right wrist to pull her over at his side, and wrapped his left hand around her waist.

The distance shortened suddenly, and he leaned forward in an extremely ambiguous way and whispered in her ear: "Sect Master, are you concerned about me?" ”

Rong Zhiwei withdrew her hand from his hand, took a step back and sat back in place steadily, with a cold face, and suddenly said with a very serious look: "Don't take advantage of me, what if you can't marry in the future?" ”

Shen Yebai was stunned for two full seconds because of her words, and then suddenly laughed, and continued to reach out to hold her Rouyi unrelentingly: "My sect leader, do you think any man dares to marry a female devil who seals his throat with one move?" ”

"Why don't you dare to find a random disciple in the sect?" Rong Zhiwei gave him a blank look, feeling that her idea was perfect.

Shen Yebai smiled and shook his head: "Not necessarily." ”

"Then, according to what you say, it is impossible for the Demon Sect to reach my generation."

Although not all of the Demon Sect leaders in the past dynasties were women, there were very few men, and the only thing they had in common was that their martial arts were strong. There are a lot of various exercises and mental methods, and the moves are constantly strange.

In Rong Zhiwei's generation, it seems to be even worse.

If this point is not found, a partner can be found who can get along with the sun and the moon, and then the Demon Sect will not survive to this day.

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a soft thing touch her fingertips, turned her head to look at him, and saw Shen Yebai holding her hand, bowing her head and kissing it, and when she looked up again, the tenderness in her eyes seemed to be about to overflow: "I'll marry." ”

Rong Zhiwei seemed to have been hit by something, her heart suddenly stopped, and most of her eyes, which were usually calm and cold, disintegrated in an instant.

Determined, she pursed her lips and was unmoved.

He snorted softly and turned his head away, no longer looking at him.

The right hand he was holding in his hand was only slightly clenched, and he did not withdraw it again.

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As soon as night fell, a light rain fell outside, and the branches and leaves were rolled outside the hall with the sound of a whistling wind.

Rong Zhiwei slept very unsteadily, there seemed to be a thick fog between her eyebrows, with an uneven melancholy.

Shen Yebai naturally noticed her abnormality, opened his eyes and looked at the woman who was sleeping sideways, stretched out his hand to test her body temperature, and was unexpectedly cold.

He couldn't help frowning, and easily took out the small green jade jar from under the pillow, calculated the time carefully, and poured out two pills from it. Gently getting up again, he took out another white jade jar from a small box at the bottom of the wardrobe, and poured a medicine from it in the palm of his hand.

When she returned to bed, Rong Zhiwei had curled herself up in a ball, trembling incessantly, and it seemed that even the tips of her hair were dyed with a layer of frost.

Shen Yebai hesitated for a moment, and finally fed her the three pills together.

Since it is the cold poison under the elders, it is impossible to take her life, but to use this poison to make her have to rely on their medicine to live, and then obediently become their puppet to make money.

But this medicine naturally can't be given directly to Rong Zhiwei, otherwise, with Rong Zhiwei's temperament, it is unknown whether they will be pulled down from the position of elder, and they can only be separated from Rong Zhiwei day and night, Shen Yebai came.

Since it is cold poison, the medicine for relief must also be toxic, so it can be poisonous.

And Shen Yebai naturally knew this, so all along, what was fed to Rong Zhiwei was not given by the elders, but the poison that was removed after his own research.

But since the toxicity has been removed, the medicinal properties are naturally not as good as before, and the time that can relieve the cold poison is of course greatly shortened, Shen Yebai originally thought that during this time, he would be able to develop an antidote.

But he didn't want to, but he didn't find a long-term replacement for the poisonous part of the antidote.

And he had also explored the elders' rooms several times, but to no avail, a small prescription, to hide, it was really too easy.

It was very difficult to feed her the medicine, but she didn't want to, and the person in her arms woke up.

He shivered incessantly, and seemed to open his eyes with great difficulty, but his cold hands clutched the hem of his garment.

"Shen Yebai.." She whispered his name.

Seeing her like this, his heart tingled, and he hugged her tightly in his arms, not caring at all that the temperature on her body was already cold and biting: "I'm here." ”

Rong Zhiwei took a few deep breaths with difficulty, even her teeth were chattering, and her breath was unsteady: "Am I, I will be able to see my mother soon." ”

Shen Yebai kissed her eyes, trying her best to warm her in her arms: "No, I am one day, you can live one day." ”

"Huh—" she smiled softly, weak to the core.

The rain outside the house became louder, he raised his hand and lit a candle lamp beside the bed, and looked at her in his arms by the faint candlelight, his face was as pale as paper at all, and the eyes that were full of night stars were also half-closed at the moment, and he couldn't see clearly.

"I'll take care of the rest, my Master."

At the same time, he also secretly decided something in his heart.

The plan to attack the heart should be regarded as chess.

Perhaps, after preparing a chess game for a long time, the first chess piece can be settled.

Time slipped through my fingers, and soon it was the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

On the elders' side, they sent someone to spread the news that the wife of the leader of the martial arts alliance would take her second son back to her parents' house to live during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Since the news was brought to Rong Zhiwei, she naturally understood that this made her ready to do it.

This is indeed a good opportunity to do it, but Rong Zhiwei resisted this business from the bottom of her heart, she didn't want to hurt a seven-year-old child.

Because of what? Just because he was born in the family of the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance? As the second son of the master of the martial arts alliance, just because of one identity, he attracted the disaster of killing?

Rong Zhiwei knows that she has never been a kind person, and her identity is destined to make it impossible for her to be a kind person, so she has always been ruthless and almost always uses a trick to seal her throat, even if she is against people who are much more experienced than her age, she has never been afraid.

But today, I feel pity for a seven-year-old child.

I sat by the window alone and pondered for a long time, hesitated for a while, and finally didn't make a decision.

I didn't want to, but in the middle of the day, news came from the elder's side, and it was just because the bounty had doubled, so he put pressure on her.

An indescribable feeling hovered tightly over her.

On the night before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Rong Zhiwei carried a small jar of wine and knelt down beside her mother's grave.