Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

Boundless fear suddenly lingered in Qingyun's heart: "Chen Yu, wake up, Chen Yu..."

The old man in gray clothes who checked Mo Xuan's pulse said calmly: "He can't die!" Then he clicked on the acupuncture points on Mo Xuan's body, helped him sit up, and slowly poured his strong internal energy into his body until his face became slightly rosy and his breath After gradually becoming even, he gathered his inner strength and returned him to Qingyun.

"Cough cough cough..." Mo Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

Upon seeing this, Qingyun burst into tears of joy: "Chen Yu, how do you feel?"

Reaching out his hand to gently brush away the tears from the corner of her eyes, Mo Xuan said distressedly: "Don't cry, I'm fine."

"You scared me to death just now. Don't do such stupid things again in the future. Do you understand?"

When she saw Chen Yu jumping off the cliff right after her, she felt not only shocked but also filled with inexplicable emotions. And when she saw him lowering his hands and closing his eyes, her heart was filled with fear and sorrow, as if her heart was missing. The pain was so painful that she could hardly control herself. The feeling was strange and deep-rooted.

Feeling her trembling and fear, Mo Xuan was overjoyed and at the same time a hint of regret flashed away in his eyes, so fast that Qingyun didn't notice it at all: "If you are no longer here, I will never live alone!"

Hearing this, Qingyun was startled, looking at him intently and forgetting to react.

Seeing her like this, Mo Xuan sighed secretly. His feelings for Xiyan were still a little dull. If it were any other woman at this moment, she would be extremely moved and then she would commit herself to him, but it was Xiyan... But... Fortunately, Xi Yan has begun to care about him. It seems that he has to work harder. I believe that he will get what he wants in the near future.

Thinking of the kiss between lips and teeth before, her sweetness and softness, like a clear spring, made him intoxicated and left him with endless aftertaste. It was not in vain that he had designed it so hard. Of course, he would never admit that it was just medicine.

Li Feixue, who had regained her inner strength, looked at Mo Xuan and shook her head slightly: This person really does everything, poor Ninth Princess... Oh!

At the same time, the old man in gray clothes took out his flute, and the sound of the flute, which contained deep inner strength, became clearer and melodious. It was like a breeze blowing through the heart, like a drizzle moisturizing all things. It made people's restless hearts gradually calm down, and the surviving snakes strangely began to fade away.

Seeing that Qingyun was safe and sound, Sima Rui, Long Ying, and Mu Xue were immediately relieved and took advantage of the slow movement of the spirit snake to bite the snake's head. The huge snake body suddenly fell to the ground, causing snowflakes to fly and spurt out. The blood instantly dyed the snow red.

"Jiuer, let me see if you are okay?"

Sima Rui, who had killed the snake head, flew to Qingyun, helped her up, and looked at her carefully from top to bottom until he was sure that she was really unscathed, and then he held her in his arms, Feeling her real presence made me feel at ease.

No one knows how heartbroken he was when he saw Jiu'er falling off the cliff, and how despairing he was. If he hadn't been entangled by a spiritual snake, he would have followed her no matter heaven or hell! If Without her in his life, what's the point of living?

"I'm sorry, third brother, for making you worry, it's Jiu'er's fault!"

"It's okay, as long as you're okay!"

Long Ying stood aside silently, with his eyes slightly lowered to cover up the happiness in his eyes, with lingering fear and sadness in his heart.

Muxue rushed to Qingyun's feet and rubbed her head affectionately against the hem of her skirt. Her green eyes were full of fear and disapproval.

Leaving Sima Rui's warm embrace, Qingyun knelt down and gently stroked Muxue's hair, her tone was soft and apologetic: "Okay Muxue, I promise I won't be so reckless next time, so don't be angry, okay? ?”

Do you want another time?

No, there will never be a next time!

Looking at Xue Lang, who was awkwardly tilting his head, and then at Qing Yun, who had a fawning look on his face, the old man in gray clothes, who was always watching with a cold eye, had a glimmer of light in his eyes.

There was tenderness here, but Mo Xuan, who was still sitting on the snow, felt sour in his stomach. He frowned, put his hand on his heart, and hummed weakly. The sound was not loud, but it was enough to make people feel sad. Qingyun heard it.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Qingyun hurriedly came to Mo Xuan and asked anxiously and worriedly: "Chen Yu, aren't you feeling well somewhere?"

"My heart hurts. It may have hurt my heart." Mo Xuan said as weakly as if Xizi was holding his heart in his hands: "Xi Yan, rub it for me, I believe it will feel better."

Qing Yun subconsciously stretched out her hand to touch his heart, but Sima Rui stopped her in time, looking at Mo Xuan with a hidden warning: "Jiu'er, Mr. Mo is a miracle doctor, this little injury is nothing to worry about, not to mention that the senior has already done it for you." Mr. Mo has used his energy to heal his injuries, and I believe there will be no serious problems. Mr. Mo, do you think so?"

After listening to Sima Rui's words and seeing Mu Xue's disdainful gaze, as well as the surrounding Li Feixue and secret guards who all turned away their eyes, Qingyun understood instantly, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and looked at Mo Xuan, whose eyes were evasive, as if Xiaofei smiled and said: "Chen Yu, is this really the case?"

"Xiyan, please listen to my explanation, things are not what you think..." The tepid tone made Mo Xuan flustered, and he glared fiercely with the corners of his lips slightly raised, obviously in a very good mood. Sima Rui stood up and explained hurriedly.

"It's not what I thought, so what?"

"I, I..." Mo Xuanli was at a loss for words.

Qingyun had already turned his head to look at the old man in gray clothes beside him, bowed and said in salute, "Junior, thank you, senior, for saving your life!"

Everyone looked at the old man with gratitude: if he had not appeared in time to save the Ninth Princess, even their ten lives would not be enough to offset their negligence and incompetence!

The old man's expression remained indifferent: "It's a small effort, but it's not worth mentioning."

"In any case, the elder saved the younger generation twice, and the younger generation must repay the favor with a spring of water!" Seeing the old man's confused eyes staring straight at him, Qingyun intuitively felt that he was looking at someone through himself. Could it be that he was looking at someone through himself? Is it that old friend? "I wonder why the old man is here?"

"I happened to be passing by this place and heard the howling of a wolf, so I came up to take a look."

"I see."

"The girl picked acacia regardless of her own safety, but someone fell into the long-lost secret poison of drunkenness?"

Qingyun nodded and said: "To be honest with you, senior, my father was intoxicated. I heard that he must be seduced by lovesickness, so this junior is so willing to do anything."

"The girl is really filial and filial!" The old man's eyes flashed with inexplicable complicated emotions: "Your Majesty is blessed to have a filial daughter like this girl for several lifetimes! It's just that the girl accidentally took medicine and died soon after. The snake's gall can prolong the girl's life, and only the blood from the heart of the person who poisoned it can be completely eradicated, but the day the girl's poison is cured is the day that person dies; in addition, this young man is indeed suffering from muscle weakness. The reverse flow of the pulse has damaged the heart pulse, so it is better to rest and rest."

After saying that, the old man disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye: he could see that the boy really loved this woman, so he would help her!

"Chen Yu, have you really hurt your heart?" Qing Yun turned to look at Mo Xuan. The old man was proficient in the art of Qi Huang and would definitely not talk nonsense.

Sima Rui didn't wait for Mo Xuan to speak, grabbed Qing Yun's shoulders and faced him, and asked with an anxious and confused look: "Jiu'er, is what the senior said true? Is my father really intoxicated? Are you? It was really caused by taking medicine by mistake..." I was choked with sobs and frightened and couldn't speak.

Everyone also looked at Qingyun in surprise. This news was like a bolt from the blue, shocking them to death! Who was so bold that he dared to poison the emperor? Whose blood did the ninth princess drink by mistake and her life was in danger?

Qingyun, who knew his third brother's nature well, nodded and said solemnly: "Everything the old man said is true! I also accidentally learned that my father was intoxicated. After Chen Yu diagnosed him, he came to Xueyun Peak to pick acacia. As long as my father takes the antidote, everything will be fine; as for me, I made the mistake in a moment of impatience, but if I find the person who poisoned me, everything will be fine."

"Why didn't you tell me such a big thing?" Sima Rui looked solemn and disappointed, as well as heartbreakingly sad: since when did Jiuer reject him?

Qingyun didn't dare to look at Sima Rui at all. The third brother looked like this made her feel heartbroken: "I didn't mean to hide it, I just didn't want the third brother to worry."

But Mo Xuan couldn't see his Xi Yan being so sad and remorseful, so he hugged her tightly in his arms, glared at Sima Rui, and said coldly: "What's the use of telling you? If you could have noticed earlier that the emperor was poisoned Poison, why did Xiyan risk his life? If you could find the person who poisoned Xiyan earlier, why would Xiyan suffer the torture of cold poison that is worse than life every month? Sima Rui, anyone in the world, including you and me, I have no right to accuse Xiyan of doing anything wrong at all!"

When Sima Rui heard the words, he was enlightened. Looking at the guilty Qingyun, his heart felt like a knife and at the same time he wanted to kill himself. How could he speak so harshly and sternly accuse his beloved Jiu'er? How could he hurt the one he swore to protect for the rest of his life? Jiuer? He really deserves to die!

"I'm sorry Jiu'er, I'm not..."

Qingyun blinked away the tears in her eyes, and said with a smile: "Third brother, you don't need to say anything, I understand." But Sima Rui felt even more guilty: "If anything happens in the future, Jiu'er just tell Third Brother, everything It’s all the responsibility of Third Brother, okay?”

"Yeah!" This was her third brother, a relative who loved and cared for her to the extreme. How could she not be moved?

The group of people left Xueyun Peak and met up with Lu Ba, Wu Ying and others who were waiting at the inn in the city, preparing to rest for a night before rushing back to Kyoto in the morning. After all, everyone's energy had been exhausted from the previous hard battle.

After dinner, Mo Xuan went to refine the antidote for drunkenness. The acacia flower lasted less than a day, otherwise it would be ineffective. This was one of the reasons why he insisted on accompanying him.

Sima Rui told Qingyun to have a good rest and then returned to the room.

At this time, in Qingyun's room, Li Feixue, who learned about what his sister had done from Lu Po's mouth, knelt on the ground: "My daughter is guilty, please punish the Ninth Princess!"

"Li Feixue, have you ever regretted your actions that day?"

"My dear daughter, I have no regrets!"