What else could she say about that?

She couldn't explain it clearly, so she could only act as if nothing had happened.

And when Liu Qingyang heard her words, a trace of gloom suddenly flashed on his face.

Liu Qingyang thought that just now, he couldn't sleep, he was drinking tea, listening to the silence next door, but he couldn't calm down in his heart.

Because he was worried that the man in black would appear again, he didn't dare to rest early in the past few days, until he heard the sound of the door next door opening, and he suddenly became nervous.

Worried that something would happen to her, he was about to go out to have a look, when there was a knock on the door, and he opened the door suddenly, and saw a woman's bright face appear in front of him under the orange lantern in the inn.

The woman's smile bloomed like a spring flower, and he couldn't help but invite her in.

He asked her if she couldn't sleep, and she just laughed but didn't say anything until she threw herself at him.

He was dumbfounded, the warm fragrant nephrite lost his heart, and he couldn't help but respond.

He has always been vigilant, even if he is addicted, he still finds out that something is wrong at the first time, so as to avoid being injured by the dagger, but his heart is already bloody.

He didn't believe that the woman who was trying to save him by all means would hurt him.

Now looking at her expression like that, she kept saying that she didn't remember anything, and said that it was as if nothing had happened, and he felt as if it was just a dream of his own, and she didn't want to kill him, and she didn't ......

What the hell was going on, he was completely confused.

"Are you hurt?" In order to break the embarrassment, but also really worried about him, Mo Miao asked with concern.

Hearing her words of concern, Liu Qingyang felt a little better in her heart, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, but you just ...... Be...... What's going on? But what happened? ”

He still felt strange that the Yu'er who was going to kill him and the Yu'er in front of him who really cared about her were like two people.

Mo Miao snorted, I don't know how to explain it, after a while, she said: "I don't know, I fell asleep, and I woke up here." ”

Liu Qingyang looked at her low-hanging trembling eyelashes, and his heart softened, although he felt that such a thing was strange, but he didn't want to think about it anymore.

Maybe it really was just an accident.

How could Yu'er want to kill him?

"It's getting late, I'm going back." Mo Jiao is not good to stay here, and got up and said.

"I'll send you." Liu Qingyang got up and sent her back to her room.

Mo Yao, who was lying down again, closed his eyes and called Linglong, but he didn't respond for a long time, and he was annoyed.

Sure enough, this is a scourge, what exactly does she want to do?

This night, Mo Miao couldn't sleep after all, so he simply sat up and meditated and practiced.

The next day, the two men continued their journey.

The sky was high and the clouds were light, the carriage was rolling, and Mo Yao sat in the carriage, wiping the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief for Liu.

As Los Angeles approached, Liu Qingyang's poison recurred, and Mo Yao used acupuncture to control the spread of the toxin according to Gan Yuping's method, which was better.

Liu Qingyang opened his eyes, saw Mo Yao's face, a smile appeared on her pale handsome face, held her hand, and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

As time passed, Mo Jiao became more and more worried, Gan Yuping said that this acupuncture method can only last for half a month, if it fails to detoxify in half a month, even if she sees Chen Gongzi, it is useless.

It was now the seventh day, and she really couldn't imagine the day when the man in front of her would never be there again.

No, everything will be fine.

Mo Jiao leaned over and hugged him tightly, and said, "You must insist, we will definitely see the dust boy." ”

Liu Qingyang sighed lightly and said, "Yu'er, if I don't die this time, will you promise me one thing?" ”

"You say." Mo Jiao's forehead was pressed against his, as if he felt his pain, his heart was tightly pinched, but his face was calm, not wanting him to worry.

A glimmer of light flashed in Liu Qingyang's eyes: "If my poison is cured this time, will you agree to marry me?" ”

Mo Miao was speechless for a while.

At this time, he could still say such a thing, and Mo Miao wondered if he was deliberately pretending to be weak and sympathetic.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Liu Qingyang frowned and moaned, as if she was in great pain, and complained aggrievedly: "Look, I'm like this, you don't comfort me, and I don't let you be a widow, what are you worried about?" ”

"What nonsense?" Mo Miao glared at him fiercely.

Liu Qingyang sat up with her body propped up, put her hand on her heart, and chirped: "What I need most now is your comfort, you have the right to comfort me, even if it's fake, I can rest assured, don't you even want to comfort me with lies?" Am I so annoying to you? ”

Lie? Mo Miao hesitated.

He does look a little pitiful, it's okay to just comfort him with lies, but what if he takes it seriously in the future?

Mo Jiao was a little skeptical that he would really take it as a lie.

After all, he is cunning and scoundrel.

No, Mo Miao looked at him, his face sank, he withdrew his hand, and snorted coldly: "How long do you have to pretend?" ”

Can you say so many things at once, where is there such weakness?

Liu Qingyang's face stiffened, coughed violently, closed his eyes and lay on her lap, holding his forehead and saying, "That, I'm a little sleepy, you remember to call me." ”

Mo Yao secretly grinded his teeth, pinched the soft flesh on his waist, and felt his body stiffen, which made him feel better.

The Dustless House is located at the foot of Jade Mountain in Los Angeles.

Because Luocheng is close to the imperial city, the city is very prosperous and lively, but the dustless residence is located at the foot of the jade mountain far away from Los Angeles, and it is the dustless residence through Moxin Lake to the foot of the mountain.

It is only because of the special existence of the dustless dwelling that few people come here to disturb, and only those dignitaries or people from families who have strange diseases will come to seek medical treatment.

Separated by the quiet Moxin Lake and the prosperity of Los Angeles, the dust-free residence is deep in green bamboo, the winding path is secluded, the lake is sparkling, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, and from time to time there are birds flying by, tossing and turning, which can be described as an excellent scenery.

got off the boat and stood on the path outside the green bamboo forest, Mo Jiao couldn't help but smile on his face.

There are still six days, which is enough to ask the dust boy to heal Liu Qingyang.

"Are you alright?" Mo Yao looked at Liu Qingyang.

In the past few days, he has been in a coma twice, Mo Yao gave him two injections, and his face is still ruddy in front of him, but his people always lean on her, as if he is very weak, Mo Yao has to support him all the time to prevent him from falling.

Although he knew that there were many ingredients in the pretend, Mo Miao still couldn't bear to blame him.

"It's fine." Liu Qingyang smiled slightly, feeling the warm fragrance of nephrite jade around him, and there was no worry in his heart, but he was extremely satisfied.

If it weren't for the poisoning, he wouldn't have been able to feel her genuine care and consideration, and he felt a little sorry when he thought about it.

Now that I have reached the dustless house, if this poison is resolved, I am afraid that I will not be able to have this convenience.

He hoped that the dust boy would put forward more conditions and cold them for a few more days.

But in this way, Yu'er has to worry about it again, and the sadness between his eyebrows always makes him feel distressed and blame himself.

That's it, it's better to detoxify it quickly.

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