"Xuanyuan Ze, Yu is your brother. He cares about you so much, how dare you do such a heavy hand to him!"
Xuanyuan Ze snorted coldly, his voice a little sinister: "What? Are you feeling distressed?"
"Nonsense!" Ling Luo glared at him, then lowered her head intently.
She carefully dug out a lump of plaster from the celadon bottle and applied it on the back of Xuanyuan Yu's neck. The gentle movements made Xuanyuan Ze jealous.
Why wasn't she so careful when she was giving medicine to herself? She was like a barbarian, either flicking the medicine directly into his throat, or adding medicine to the soup, causing his tongue to suffer devastating pain.
"Hey, Ling Luo, I'm still poisoned, and you just leave me alone?" Xuanyuan Ze narrowed his eyes in displeasure, and his cheeks bulged.
"He won't die in a while. Please wait a moment while I help Yu finish applying the medicine." Ling Luo blurted out without thinking.
She grabbed a pillow, adjusted it to the best angle, and deliberately avoided the wound, and placed it under Xuanyuan Yu's head.
"What do you mean you can't die for a while?" Xuanyuan Ze was furious. He stretched out a hand, lifted up Ling Luo's collar, forced her to look into his angry eyes, and said, "You see clearly, I
But if you are poisoned, the poisonous blood may soon reverse course and disfigure your face. My brother just fainted, why don't you take care of me first?"
Again and again, always like this.
From childhood to adulthood, no matter what time it was or what happened, among the two brothers, Xuanyuan Yu was always given priority, and Xuanyuan Ze was always the one who was remembered last.
Ling Luo looked directly into Xuanyuan Ze's eyes, his eyes were extremely clear, and he answered without hesitation: "Because in my heart, Yu is more important."
Such a naughty man hurt her own brother, so why should she care so much about his high self-esteem?
"You——" Xuanyuan Ze was furious, his mischievous peach blossom eyes flashed with an almost crazy gaze, and the hand holding Ling Luo's collar instead stuck her neck, "Woman, do you know that I
I really want to strangle you to death."
"It's a pity that you can't." Even though he was threatened, Ling Luo still showed no fear at all. With a light smile on his lips, he said, "If you really strangle me to death, no one will be able to detoxify you.
Or would you rather face a face with a series of bite marks and scars?"
Xuanyuan Ze took a deep breath, as if after a severe inner struggle, he slowly put down the big hand that was intended to commit murder, and said in a cold voice: "Okay, Ling Luo, you are fine."
After getting free, Ling Luo stopped looking at him and turned around to pick up another celadon medicine bottle for internal use.
She pulled off the bottle cap and poured it along Xuanyuan Yu's somewhat pale lips, but the precious spiritual liquid flowed out directly along the corners of Yu's lips.
She took a sip without hesitation, lowered her head and leaned over, covering Yu's lips with her lips, and fed him the elixir mouth to mouth using the same method she used in the cave in the center of the earth.
Xuanyuan Ze looked at this scene, and the anger in his heart that had just been suppressed suddenly surged up again inexplicably.
Can this woman stop being so unscrupulous?
Didn't she realize at all that this room was not a world for just the two of them?
Could it be that in her eyes, her presence is so low? Can she ignore herself even more?