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She looked into the bed, and the little boy's clothes were disheveled, and his lips seemed to be rub||It was swollen, and immediately his brain went blank, and he stammered, "No... There is no antidote. ”

It turned out that this person was actually a good friend of Long Yang, and he had to be willing to let her explain it to this little son.

Wen Ren didn't know when a dagger appeared in his hand, pressed against the woman's white neck, and said in an inaudible tone, "I repeat, the antidote is handed over." ”

He lowered his eyes slightly, under the high bridge of his nose, there were sharp thin lips, and his eyes were faint, but people couldn't help but feel a chill in their backs.

The cold sweat on the woman's forehead overflowed, and she immediately nodded again and again, "Okay, I'll give you the antidote, don't kill me." ”

The dagger didn't move a single bit, but grabbed her by the collar.

The woman was afraid that the knife would pierce her fragile neck, so she trembled and rummaged through the cabinet, then took out a piece of porcelain and handed it over, "Childe, this is the antidote, don't kill me." ”

Wen Renyu didn't take it for the first time, but looked at her with his eyes, "If you lie to me, I have a way to make your life worse than death." ”

The woman secretly complained in her heart, and she wanted to have a spring with the handsome little boy in whiteNight, how do you know that if you get into this kind of plague god, it really makes people want to cry without tears. Shaking his fingers, he said in a trembling voice, "Childe, the life of the slave family is in your hands, how dare you deceive people?" ”

Wen Renyu retracted her gaze, took the porcelain vase in her hand, and then let the person go.

Turning around and walking towards the bed, he helped the ninth sister who was paralyzed, looked at the flush on her face, as if she had been burned, and shifted her gaze.

Poured a pill from the porcelain bottle, then pinched the other person's jaw, and the red lips revealed a faint pink.

Wen Ren felt that his breathing was a little suffocated, and he stared at the tip of his tongue with a wrong gaze, and the Adam's apple rolled imperceptibly.

The woman standing not far away sighed in her heart, and rolled her eyes indecently, as if she was going to swallow the little boy. But she really wondered why the man had stopped at the last step.

As if sensing her gaze, Wen Ren quickly put the medicine into the girl's mouth, and then asked her to swallow it, which was a sigh of relief.

With the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms, he is naturally not a gentleman who sits still, and while his heart is tormented, he is still reluctant to let go of this embrace.

The woman couldn't look at it and said, "Hey, this is the boudoir of the slave family, don't be too much..."

The rest of the words were swallowed in the eyes that floated over.

Wen Renyu originally planned to bring the ninth sister back to the palace, but when he heard a familiar voice coming from outside the door, he paused slightly, and then let go of the person and stood up.

His dark eyes looked straight at the woman, and his voice was deep, "You haven't seen me. ”

The woman nodded tremblingly.

Then I saw this handsome man in black, jumping down from the window and disappearing.

Qingyan searched room by room, and when she pushed open the door, she finally saw the figure of the princess.

She glared at the woman angrily, then ran over and shook the person, "Childe, childe." ”

"What did you do to Childe? Do you know who she is, until I have someone cut off your head. ”

The light smoke made me tremble, especially when I saw the princess's disheveled clothes.

The woman was wronged in her heart and said aggrievedly, "Before the slave family could do anything, he fainted by himself." ”

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