Qingwen could only endure it as much as he could, Yang Bingling's scream just now still echoed in Qingwen's ears, allowing Qian Mei to touch the place where it shouldn't be, Qingwen's face was hot, and his whole person was trembling slightly.

Qian Mei was having a lot of fun, even if she noticed Qingwen's almost invisible trembling, she didn't care about going her own way. Qingwen swallowed his saliva and tried his best to endure it, but even then he felt that he was on the verge of collapse.

If it weren't for Yang Bingling, if it wasn't for the antidote, he would have to peel the skin and cramp the person in front of him, and bury him in the thatched house, but now he can't, he can't, he can only pant deeply, and he doesn't know if he is angry or what.

Qian Mei thought that Qingwen was interested in her, and she was overjoyed, and she almost never directly became a strong Qingwen. After pressing it in every possible way, she couldn't help but withdraw her hand, and Qingwen stood stiffly in place, which made Qian Mei feel good: "I repeat, take it off, if you are still so reserved, then I have no choice but to be polite."

Qian Mei's action of raising her eyebrows was originally extremely beautiful, but now she only feels very annoying in her eyes, Qingwen's whole person is tense, and then loosened and tightened, and it took several times to calm herself down a little, this is the first time Qingwen has done it himself.

Qian Mei was very happy on the side, he could have avoided this, but he wanted to, and it was not impossible to help him undress by himself, but he didn't know how to write and didn't say anything, and he also had to sharpen his temper and the dignity he held in his hands at any time.

Qian Mei felt that this change was extremely terrifying and made her extremely excited, whether it was good or bad, at least she made Qingwen emotionally generated

fluctuations, that's enough.

Qingwen's anxious roaring and washing figure deeply pierced Qian Mei's heart and hurt her poor self-esteem. Gritting his teeth, his tone mixed with the air that had just been confused, and made a penetrating tone: "You forced me, then it's no wonder that I am."

Qingwen came out because Qian Mei had returned to her former well-behaved and cute appearance, lying on the bed like a cat: "You're back, in fact, I love you, you know, right." The coquettish and soft tone, the lingering love made the comfort brought by Qingwen just take a bath disappear in an instant, and said in disgust: "It stinks."

Qian Mei's cute expression froze on her face, and it took a long time to digest this sentence before she reacted, dragging her body closer to Qingwen, her tone was resentful and cold: "I gave you the opportunity to say that you love me, since you don't want to, forget it, let's talk about business." Speaking of this, it inevitably reminded Qian Mei that Qingwen originally meant to touch herself, all to find an antidote for that slut.

I laughed out loud when I thought about it, and I finally stopped my face and said, "Stretch out your hand." There was no trace of the affection and friendship in the tone just now, it was completely like a hostile two, Qingwen endured disgust and resentment and handed his hand to Qian Mei, still cherishing words like gold and being silent.

I saw that Qian Mei's blood vessels began to gradually become obvious, and the dark blue began to squirm slowly on the not very thick arm, and Qian Mei's face twitched with the wriggling, and it was extremely painful to think about. Qingwen was secretly surprised in his heart, a person who could be so ruthless to himself would only be more cruel to others.

The slender arm grabbed himself, it was obvious that the things that made Qian Mei painful now were approaching him little by little, Qingwen still waited quietly after struggling in his heart a few times, the moment the Gu worm broke his body, Qian Mei's whole person bowed suddenly, his face was hideous, his face was covered with purple blood marks like a net, and his eyes were cold and terrifying, like a demon who had just crawled out of hell.

Qingwen unconsciously took a step back, this really scared Qingwen, but the Gu worm had already sucked a mouthful of blood along Qingwen's wrist, and returned to Qian Mei's body satisfied.

The wound that was still dripping with blood just now healed instantly with the entry of the Gu worm, and Qian Mei's whole person also fell to the ground without strength, and the bruises and purple blood marks on his face also dissipated little by little.

The next changes Qingwen has no time to take care of, he is still too confident, thinking that he can resist the poison of this Jin Luan by relying on his own cultivation, now it seems that Jin Luan is more poisonous than he thinks, the toxin has been swept down his arm towards Qingwen's heart, once he stays in the heart, he is the second Yang Bingling, the puppet in Qian Mei's hand.

Qingwen almost resisted desperately, and the whole person trembled almost invisibly, but the toxin was so tenacious, his internal fire was instantly extinguished at the edge of the toxin, and it had no effect at all, seeing that the toxin was about to break through the various barriers he had set up to reach Qingwen's heart.

The unwillingness and remorse in Qingwen's heart also completely exploded at this moment, roaring like a beast, but there was an ethereal voice from Qian Mei in his ears: "Don't struggle, no one can stop the toxin of Jin Luan, give up"

The last three words surround Qingwen's ears like a magic sound, like an old monk chanting scriptures to persuade people to give up their obsession and get rid of the sea of suffering, seducing people in confusion, that kind of attraction is so tempting that people don't even have the slightest idea of resisting.

The ethereal voice in Qingwen's mind persuaded Qingwen to give up resistance over and over again, and after Qingwen insisted on wave after wave of brainwashing, he could only rely on his little obsession to support it, and giving up was not his own style.

Qian Mei felt Qingwen's struggle, and smiled softly: "Only when it enters your heart, will I let go of your beloved?" The demagogy of this voice is no worse than the one just now, and it is easier for people to relax their vigilance with a gentle tone, and the result of Qingwen, which is now all based on their minds, can be imagined.

Almost at the same moment as hearing this, Qingwen's entire consciousness was completely shattered as if it had been crushed by something. The Gu poison rushed into Qingwen's heart on a rampage, like a child who had been suppressed for too long and plunged headlong into the soft and comfortable space he liked.

Qingwen's heart was also hit by a bout, although it was far less intense than the distress, but it was still painful and exhausted, Qingwen covered his chest with a pale face, and his hands were weakly holding the underwear that he had just covered and ripped up, and his voice was almost inaudible: "You can let her go now."

There was a kind of relief and satisfaction in the tone, the Gu poison that Qingwen's heart was injected into turned black, only the bottom bit was still the color before, and the others were as if they were dead, and their eyes looked at Qian Mei with anticipation or a little pleading.

Qian Mei stepped forward and stretched out her hand to put it on Qingwen's face, and said with distress in her eyes: "Does it hurt?" Don't be afraid for a while, in fact, we are the most suitable, aren't we? I've seen you so much she hasn't, your callousness, your vitriol, your unkindness, and your weakness."

"What does she know?" she continued. She thinks you're an all-powerful man of God, and if you don't take care of it, you'll accuse you of being unkind, what does she know?"

Qingwen turned his face away gently, unwilling to look at this crazy woman, so he could only endure Qian Mei's search with all his might. Qian Mei looked at Qingwen's series of actions with a pale face, and almost never lectured this man who was now a prisoner of his own ranks, trying to make himself look calmer: "I promised you to return her freedom, but not now, I want you to declare to the public that you divorced her, and opened a banquet to marry me, and after I am the only mistress in this palace, I will let her go."

Inch by inch, he forced Qingwen to a dead end, and looked at Qingwen with a playful face, and stretched out one hand to Qingwen's head.

With such an obvious intention, how could Qingwen not see what Qian Mei was going to do, this was simply an insult to himself, Qingwen struggled to shake his head away, and his tone was mocking and his eyes were cold: "Could it be that you can keep your promise if you become the hostess here?" Qian Mei, are you treating me like a three-year-old child? I think you have taken pity on you and your cousin to this day, and now I think it's very wrong. ”

The hoarse noise can't tell what mood it is, but it can't be said to be good, Qian Mei is falling day by day. Qian Mei's only obsession now is to marry this man, whether the man is willing to marry her or not.

Three days later, the house was lit up and down, and no one smiled in the festive atmosphere, and everyone came and went expressionlessly.

A woman in the room was dressed in red and her hair was beautiful, but the people standing next to her looked even more depressed than the little girls outside, and the pearl-inlaid hairpin in her hand skillfully inserted into the woman's hair, squeezing out a smile: "It's really beautiful, more beautiful than ever." Saying that, with tears in his eyelashes, he took a deep breath: "This hair was left by my mother, this is the most precious thing she can give me, today is your big day, and I have nothing to give you, just let her accompany you and live the day you want to live the most, I will ......"

The woman in red finally had an expression, and if it weren't for this change in expression, people who didn't know would have thought it was a beautiful sculpture. The woman was holding a red handkerchief in her hand, which was very suitable for the situation, but the hand under the handkerchief was obviously trembling, and she struggled a few times but still didn't stretch out her hand, and changed into the way she was just now: "Okay, you go down first, let Shuoyin come in."

The person who was still sad just now immediately knelt on the ground, grabbed Qian Mei's skirt with both hands, and immediately let go like an electric shock as soon as he pinched it, and the tears that had been rolling in his eyes were left uncontrollably: "Girl, I'm sorry girl, I shouldn't cry on the day when the girl is too happy, the girl can punish me as much as she wants, let my sister go, the girl please, the girl ......"

Since Qian Mei decided that she wanted to marry Qingwen as a princess, she no longer allowed others to call herself an aunt, and she also wanted to marry Qingwen as an innocent person, give birth to children for him, and plan for him the position he lost.

Qian Mei was deeply stung by Shuo Xue's reaction, the determination in her eyes slowly faded, and she touched Shuo Xue's long hair with pity: "You know, I don't want to hurt your heart, but your sister is someone else's eyes placed in me, so that I can keep her like a man's back and a fish in my throat?"