"Mr. Murong, we are just a little bit close, we are just a little bit successful..." Ning Yujin ignored Murong Xuan and only stared at the fire frost in the box, as if trying to block everything in her.
At this time, how could Murong Xuan let Ning Yujin continue to take this risk?
The condition for his original agreement to keep Ning Yujin secret was to allow him to participate in the whole process, so that he could stop it at any time and save her life when he had to.
Now is the time when he has no choice, and of course he cannot give in an inch: "That's enough! Miss Third, that's enough! If this continues, do you still want to take your own life?"
"But it's just a little bit close. Look, Mr. Murong, the flowers will fully bloom soon..."
Before Ning Yujin finished speaking, her head felt dizzy. After her body staggered, she woke up and hurriedly stabilized herself.
When Murong Xuan saw her like this, he couldn't help but feel distressed. He couldn't help but go hard.
Who would have thought that he, Murong Xuan, was smart all his life, but she, Ning Yujin, was one move faster than him. As soon as he was about to make a move, Ning Yujin shouted: "Zisu!"
Zisu stood aside and had been prepared for a long time. When Ning Yujin called her, she immediately unfolded the handkerchief in her hand and threw it directly on Murong Xuan's face.
Ning Yujin has plenty of drugs that can make people faint if they touch them.
Seeing Murong Xuan fall to the ground with a "bang", she muttered "I'm sorry" silently in her heart, and then concentrated on Huoshuang.
To be honest, using blood to promote flowers is the last step in raising Huoshuang, but she doesn't know how much blood is enough.
In her previous life, she saw this record in "The Difficult Recipe" and originally planned to give it a try, but her elder brother discovered it and immediately killed her idea.
Originally, I thought I would only live a stable life in this life and never touch these things again...
"Miss, if this continues, your life will be in danger."
Zisu has been with Ning Yujin for a while, and she has always been someone who does more and talks less, but now looking at her current appearance, she can't help but speak.
"I...know what I know..."
Ning Yujin was lying on the box, her arms hanging naturally, and her strength was drained away bit by bit with the loss of blood.
She didn't even have the energy to speak. After uttering a few words, she didn't even bother to explain.
Do you know what's going on?
If you knew it in your heart, would you still not stop it now?
Even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe such words. She couldn't even be bothered to lie to others.
Zi Su's always cold face couldn't help but have a hint of worry, biting her lower lip tightly as if struggling and hesitating.
"It's almost here, it's almost open..." Ning Yujin muttered in her mouth, her whole body slumped there softly, her eyes opened and closed, and they were about to close completely.
Seeing this, Zisu immediately clenched her fists and made up her mind, quickly ran towards the door and found some shadow guards to help.
Although Ning Yujin is weak now, she still wears a veil soaked in drugs. She can't handle it alone, and 108 was taken away early. She must find someone to help her!
But after taking just a few steps, he bumped into a dark shadow that entered the house from outside.
Before she could react, she was carried away by a strong wind and fell to the side.
The dark shadow floated directly in front of Ning Yujin, stretched out his hand to touch her body, then picked her up and placed her on the soft couch beside her.
Zi Su took a closer look and saw that the person coming was not their prince, who else could it be?
His sword-shaped brows were filled with evil energy, his black eyes were bloodshot, and his handsome face seemed to be infected by ghosts, with an aura as cold as Rakshasa.
Such strong anger and murderous intent overflowed in waves.
She sat on the ground, so shocked by his momentum that she forgot to get up for a moment.
Until the tall black shadow walked in front of her, she hurriedly got up and saluted: "Your Majesty."
"Is there any way you can wake him up?"
Mo Jingxiao's tone was as calm as usual.
But it's not like usual, the look in his eyes and his aura have long revealed an irrepressible aura.
The characters who remain calm despite the collapse of Mount Tai have messed up their emotions for a certain person after all.
Zi Su patted the dust on her skirt, looked at Murong Xuan pointed at by Mo Jingxiao, nodded and said, "Yes."
He walked to the medicine cabinet and searched for it, then took out a small porcelain bottle, walked up to Murong Xuan, and shook it in front of his nose.
Murong Xuan's nose moved and he slowly opened his eyes. Then as if he remembered something, he quickly got up from the ground: "Miss Third!"
When he got up, what he saw was not Ning Yujin, but Mo Jingxiao, who was sitting next to the soft couch and holding Ning Yujin's hand.
"Master, you are back..."
Mo Jingxiao turned around and for the first time gave Murong Xuanling a cold look: "You asked me to come back at this hour just to see this?"
Murong Xuan looked at the weak and unconscious Ning Yujin lying on the bed. He couldn't help but solemn his face and walked forward quickly: "This time, Zizhan didn't think carefully. The most important thing now is to save the third lady. Then
Zizhan will go and ask for punishment."
He had already had a hunch before that he might not be able to stop Ning Yujin, so he estimated the time and asked the shadow guard to notify them of his return.
If Huoshuang succeeds in blooming, then naturally everyone will be happy. If Ning Yujin can't do anything even after spending all her blood, then they can save her life by rushing back.
The plans are good, but unexpected events are always unexpected.
Seeing Ning Yujin like this, it was far worse than expected.
He walked to the soft couch and sat down. Mo Jingxiao made a place for him, but a cold wind blew on his back, as if a knife was hanging there, as if it would fall at any time.
Taking a deep breath to calm his mind, he checked Ning Yujin's pulse, frowned, and then turned to look at Zisu: "Give your lady some ginseng soup, and then prepare the things you need. What should you prepare?
You should know, right?"
Zisu had always helped Ning Yujin, and she was already familiar with it. She nodded immediately and went to get the things.
Ning Yujin no longer had a pulse, and Murong Xuan didn't know what to do, so he simply used all the usual first aid methods.
Mo Jingxiao stood aside, fisting his hands tightly, and then watched Murong Xuan and Zi Su surrounding Ning Yujin, but the little man didn't seem to have improved at all.
His breathing became heavier and heavier, his face became increasingly livid, and the veins on his forehead protruded, as if they were about to burst at any moment.
The violent aura is so violent and terrifying.
Murong Xuan was helping Ning Yujin with first aid when he suddenly felt something wrong around him. He quickly turned his head to look at Mo Jingxiao and immediately shouted "No!"
"Master, please meditate quickly to stabilize your breath. Don't let the qi and blood flow backwards and cause poisoning!"
A note to readers:
Jiujiu is slowly resuming updates. I would like to thank everyone who has stayed with me through this difficult month. Thank you. The third chapter will be updated tomorrow morning. Jiujiu cannot write it at this time. Good night everyone.