Last night's fierce battle cost Jun Mo Li's dark guards too much energy. In addition, some injured dark guards need to be cured. Jun Mo Li decides to stay in the God of wealth Inn for another night.

Everything is going on in an orderly way. After everything is handled, it is the afternoon of the third day. When the delegation of Chu left the town, there was a team of Tianchen officers and soldiers who were responsible for protecting them.

"My Lord, the emperor has made an order to give Princess Xuan to Prince Tianchen as his side princess. Princess Xuan has been on hunger strike for two days

Outside the carriage, the rain, who was driving, looked at the secret report in his hand. His beautiful face was covered with haze, and he lowered his voice and said to Jun Mo Li in the carriage.

The emperor is so confused. Princess Xuan is so noble that she can't be a concubine!

"Let the national master find a way to delay time, and wait for the king to return to the state of Chu. Tell Princess Xuan to take good care of her body. As long as she doesn't want to marry, no one can force her. "

Jun Mo Li holds the hand of wolf's hair and suddenly tightens it. In an instant, he bursts out the intention of destroying heaven and earth. Xuanxuan was the imperial sister of his mother's compatriots. He could never let her suffer such injustice.

Xuanyuan Qinglin is no longer a man. Xuanxuan is happy to marry him. I'm afraid she doesn't even know how to die.

"Yes, Lord."

The rain was relieved, nodded to the wind, and quickly disappeared in the carriage. The wind on one side continued to drive the carriage as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened.

"Isn't your father's brain sick? Your royal sister is also a princess of a country. There's no need to be a concubine. "

Murong Jin heart also feel quite incredible, glanced at all over the gorgeous man, did not feel the slightest fear. Obviously, the man's anger wasn't directed at her.

"I guess I'm really sick. I have to treat him well when I go back..."

Jun Mo Li's strange smile, such as Yaoshi's eyes deep, but flashing cold pool like cold awn, let the temperature in the carriage suddenly reduced several degrees.

"Fortunately, your younger sister and your elder brother will be destroyed in this life. Xuanyuan Qinglin is a pervert. It's bad luck who marries."

Murong Jin heart see he has no intention to say more, also did not ask. Yawn and look out of the window. It's a household chore, and she can't take care of it.

"Well, my royal sister is a little too gentle, she has always been submissive. For the first time, I guess she has a sweetheart. If she can have your temperament, I don't have to worry about it

Jun Mo Li sighed. Xuanxuan had tried many ways to change her temperament, but they all failed. In the end, he gave up, only to do his best to protect her.

"If they were all men like me, they would be dead."

Most of the women in this continent are as gentle as water, such as those in Murong mansion, which is rare. Jun Mo Li's imperial sister, she has heard that she is talented and has a good temper. I really don't know what the emperor of Chu thinks.

"You're right. I'm the only one who can stand your temper in the world. But when you get to the state of Chu, you can enlighten the girl for me. Don't be a good person all day long. Good people don't live long in this world. "

Jun Mo Li chuckled. The smile was more beautiful than thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and the murderous spirit disappeared in the smile.

This woman knows herself very well

"It's true that good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. I'm a good example."

Murong Jin nodded her approval. Jun Mo Li was very kind to her. He even opened his mouth. In return, she would help if she could.

"Jin Xin, I'm curious about some things, such as the rumors. It seems that you are not the same person after poisoning... "

It's rare to see that she has the interest to speak. Junmo glass is not dealing with the official business in her hands. She pillows her hands behind her head and looks at her with great interest.

Think of the previous received information about her investigation, many doubts in my heart.

"You think too much. I'm Murong Jinxin. I'm a fake one."

Murong Jin heart did not expect that he would suddenly ask this, eyes slightly flashing, silent for a while, or nothing to say. I'm afraid no one will believe her life experience. Besides, she has no plans to tell anyone.

"Maybe you are, maybe you are not. Since you don't want to say it, then forget it."

Jun Mo Li took a panoramic view of her look. Although she was a little disappointed, he didn't force her. He believed that he would wait until the day when she opened her heart to him.

"You still have self-knowledge, I..."

Murong Jin's heart raised her eyes. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from the heart. Subconsciously, she reached out to cover her heart and covered her whole body in a cold sweat.

"What's the matter? What's wrong? "

Jun Mo Li looked at her strange, heart thump down, think of the flowers that night, slender fingers like jade stretched out to touch Murong Jin heart pulse.

At this touch, I was shocked

"Damn Xuanyuan Qinglin, I will make his life worse than death..."

It must be the flowers that night. Although Jin Xin didn't touch them, she still smelled the smell of the flowers. Otherwise, the black widow on her couldn't open them for no reason.

"Jin Xin, please bear it. I'll make the medicine for you first."

Jun Mo Li takes a clean bowl in a hurry. Yungong forces out half a bowl of his own blood, and then adds several different herbs to the scarlet blood. Yungong melts the herbs, and then passes the medicine bowl to Murong Jinxin's lips.

"It's better to drink it."

Fortunately, one day, on a whim, he studied the black widow in her body and learned that his blood must be added with several other precious herbs to suppress the poison in her body temporarily, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable

"It's disgusting..."

Murong Jin heart looked at the red with black blood, nose full of thick smell of blood, she only felt a tumbling stomach, very want to vomit.

She has lived two lives, and she has never drunk human blood, which really makes her a little reluctant

"Who let you poison your hair? Drink it quickly, or I'll feed it directly with my mouth... "

Jun Mo Li took a look at her and looked at her face, which was as pale as paper, and she was deeply distressed. Forced to pinch open her small mouth, the small bowl of blood directly poured down.

No matter how disgusting the blood was, she had to drink it, otherwise she would be tortured by the black widow

"Do you think I will? If I find out the person who poisoned me, I will make it difficult for his ancestors to live for 18 generations... "

Murong Jin heart to resist nausea, the sticky blood sweet swallow the stomach, delicate eyebrows dead wrinkle, it took nine cattle two tiger force to suppress the vomit feeling. He glanced at Jun Mo Li and waved his fist fiercely.

What's more, it turns out that the taste of poisonous hair is like this. It's so hard that people want to abuse themselves. She would rather be shot by herself than be shot by a black widow.

"I'll leave it to you. Don't worry about it. It's important to keep fit. After returning to the state of Chu, I'll make some pills for you and put them away, so that you won't be in trouble if I'm not around one day. "

Jun Mo Li saw the position of her sweating over her chest. She really wanted the pain to be on himself. Want to help her relieve some pain, but also can't start.

Black widow is too toxic. Once it is opened, it can't be stopped by external force. Even if Jin heart took medicine, also want to bear the pain that this poison swims in the whole body.

"How often does this poison attack?"

Murong Jinxin feels that her whole body is torn by something. She clenches her teeth tightly. Unconsciously, she grabs Jun Mo Li's arm and pinches it fiercely.

"If you don't get any stimulation in the next month, you probably won't have it for a while. Don't worry, I will get ice fire snow lotus as soon as possible to make antidote for you. "

Jun Mo Li looks at such a stubborn her and feels very sad. She reaches out and holds her in her arms. Her big hand rubs her back gently, hoping to make her feel better.

He has to go back to the state of Chu as soon as possible, deal with the mess of the state of Chu as soon as possible, and take her to Yunyao mountain as soon as possible

"Xuanyuan Qinglin, who killed thousands of swords, I will cut him to pieces with my own hands..."

Jun Mo Li's words greatly stimulated Murong Jin's heart, which made her eyes scarlet and filled her heart with hatred for Xuanyuan Qinglin.

This kind of sharp pain, she will let Xuanyuan Qinglin eunuch have a good taste, enjoy

"Well, I will let you get what you want."

A thousand cuts, that also cheap Xuanyuan Qinglin that cheap man. If he doesn't torture Xuanyuan Qinglin, he won't let that cheap man die.

"Jun Mo Li, you ordered my acupoints to make me sleep."

Murong Jin heart big mouth big mouth of vomit turbid gas, petite body shrink in the arms of Jun Mo Li, a cold and a hot, she really want to directly close her eyes to faint.

"No, you have to. If you point your acupoint, you will die of blood gas reversal. Jinxin, bear it, it will be over soon. If you feel bad, bite me. Bite me hard... "

Jun Mo Li's heart seems to be stabbed by thousands of needles. If he could, he would have ordered her acupoints and wouldn't let her bear these. But the toxicity of the black widow is so strange, and he has no way.

"That's what you said. If I bite you to death, don't blame me..."

Murong Jin heart is not polite to him, a small mouth is a hard bite down. Bite hard, until the mouth is full of thick bloody smell, also did not let go.

She is really pain, never had pain, uncontrollable pain, no reason to speak of pain, otherwise she would not let herself become like a mad dog“ Bite, even if you bite the king, it's what the king should suffer. As long as you can feel better, I'll be happy with it. "