He must be a bad guy at this time...!

Bei Ming Zi threw the pill in her hand on the ground and stepped on it hard with her feet. She forced the round pills to flatten before she could stop.

He must be cruel...

At critical moments, he must not let his emotions gain the upper hand.

In ancient times, those who accomplish great things must be ruthless and use any means. If you give up Mu Jiuer, what he gets is the whole world...

Besides, Mu Jiuer has been poisoned and has not had much time to go.

This is her life...

Anyway, she is going to die, and she is helping him for the last time when she is dying!

With this thought, Bei Ming Zi He kicked the flattened pill away and walked towards Mu Jiuer's room with the medicine bowl.

There were two guards in Mu Jiuer's room. When he saw that it was Bei Ming Zi, he nodded and indicated.

The other party is the prince of the Great Zhou Kingdom. Everyone sees Mu Jiuer for the rest of his life, and no one will doubt that Bei Mingzi, who is considerate to Mu Jiuer, will harm her.

When I opened the door, the room was filled with a strong smell of Chinese medicine...

Mu Jiuer leaned lazily on the soft couch, holding a book in her hand, and looked at her side when she heard the movement.

The little face was a little pale, and the red lotus on her forehead was burning. Her phoenix eyes flicked at the medicine bowl in his hand, curled her lips, and put down her book and said, "I have made medicine jars all day long."

Why couldn't Bei Mingzi help laughing, "You will only get better after you drink the medicine."

Will it be OK?

Mu Jiuer blinked, then smiled heartily and said, "You don't need to comfort me. I've taken a lot of this medicine, but the poison is still uncontrollable."

She could tell others in a joking tone when she was poisoned. It seemed that she didn't care about her life and death.

This made Bei Ming Zihe feel less guilty.

He walked up, handed the medicine bowl to Mu Jiuer, and said sincerely: "You will get better."

Mu Jiuer took the medicine bowl, looked up at Bei Ming Zihe, and asked suspiciously: "This is really not what you said. Did you take the wrong medicine today? Or are you planning to poison me without being kind enough?"

On weekdays, Bei Ming Zi He would never take medicine to her...

He would say so many things to comfort her.

Bei Ming Zihe's face turned pale and his body couldn't help but stiffen. Did Mu Jiuer know...?

No...it's impossible...

When Bei Mingzi was worried, Mu Jiuer laughed, "I'm joking with you, I'll scare you so much that your face turned pale!"

This made Bei Mingzi breathe a sigh of relief...

But he didn't dare to show it, so he could only stare at his eyes and shout to Mu Jiuer in his usual tone: "Drink quickly, drink quickly, Moha said that this medicine must be consumed while it is hot!"

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Mu Jiuer had no objection, and Maha did instruct her to drink this medicine while it was hot.

As soon as he picked up the medicine bowl, he was pressed down by Bei Ming Zihe. Mu Jiuer raised her eyes and looked at Bei Ming Zihe curiously, "What?"

"I think this medicine is too hot..."

"Is it hot?"

Mu Jiuer asked back.

Bei Ming Zihe pulled a smile, "Yes... I just brought it out, I'm afraid I'll burn you."

"It's okay."

Mu Jiuer was about to wave Bei Ming Zihe's hand, but she suddenly felt the familiar severe pain in her body again, and instantly she was sweating coldly. With the pain, she threw the medicine bowl in her hand to the ground, feeling breathing

Some are difficult.

"What, what's going on..."

"It's probably because it's poisonous..."
Chapter completed!