Jiye was just about to reach out and cover Hua Yuqiong's mouth, but he was still a step too late and stared at the screen with a bored expression.
Calamity suddenly trembled, and somehow calmed down his mind, and said: "Back to Master Hua, it's Zhai Zilan and Cheng Yuqi."
"Why are they here?"
Hua Yuqiong's eyes widened for a moment, and she was about to get up, but Jiye still held her wrist. She glared at Jiye, stretched out her hand and pushed him away, got up and got out of bed, put on her shoes, and picked up her coat.
Just walked outside.
Jiye looked at her back, but she was still lying on the bed in the same position as she was pushed down.
Disaster lowered his eyes, looked at the clothes of the man who came out, and said: "Holy Lord."
Hua Yuqiong paused and glanced at him inexplicably.
"What did you say?"
As soon as he heard this familiar voice, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the surprised Hua Yuqiong. He was even more surprised. His eyes fell on Hua Yuqiong's clothes, and his tongue seemed to be tied in knots.
"Huahua... Master Huahua, why are you wearing the clothes of the Holy Lord?"
"What?"
Hua Yuqiong raised her eyebrows and looked down, "How is that possible? I..."
Seeing that the outer shirt on her body was a bit too wide, Hua Yuqiong paused and then took off the outer shirt as if nothing happened.
"Uh, so what? It seems like I'm wearing the wrong one. I'll go change it."
With that said, she turned around and walked to the bed, leaned over to pick up her outer shirt, glanced sideways at Jiye. Then she snorted coldly, threw his clothes on his body, and turned to leave.
Calamity glanced at the aggressive Hua Yuqiong and scratched his head inexplicably.
Painter, what's going on?
"Disaster, call for disaster to come in."
A cold voice sounded, successfully bringing the disaster back to its senses.
"yes."
After Shang came in, he walked to the bedside and saluted: "What are the instructions from the Holy Master?"
"Can an antidote be prepared?"
Jiye collapsed on the bed helplessly, still covered with the clothes thrown over by Hua Yuqiong, with a faint cold light flashing in his eyes.
When he heard Jiye talking about the antidote, Shang's eyes paused slightly, and a few silver threads flew out from his fingers and wrapped around Jiye's wrist.
After a while, Shang withdrew the filament, looked a little complicated, nodded and said: "It should be okay, Holy Lord, please wait a moment."
Jiye didn't reply. He had no strength in his body now, and it was difficult to even open his mouth to speak. Thinking of this, an obscure look appeared in his deep eyes.
Fortunately, he has not enmity with Hua Yuqiong now, otherwise, he would definitely be at his mercy today.
But if the painting of Yu Qiong is used by others in the future...
Ji Yehan's eyes narrowed slightly.
The consequences are disastrous!
Shang walked in from behind the screen, holding a small bowl in his hand and putting it aside.
"Holy Lord, what Master Hua gave you should have been Ruanjin Powder that was added with other drugs to make the effect extremely enhanced. Although I can't completely eradicate it, taking this bowl of medicine should shorten the time by half," Shang said.
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"You can't completely lift it either?"
Jiye's cold voice was mixed with a little surprise.
Shang's eyes flashed slightly, and he knelt down on one knee in an instant, "Please forgive me, Holy Lord."
"Go and punish yourself...that's fine. I should have expected it. Get up."
Jiye originally wanted to punish him in prison, but Hua Yuqiong's begging look suddenly appeared in his mind, and he changed his mind for some reason.
Shangben was already prepared to be punished, but when he heard Jiye's words, he raised his eyebrows and suddenly remembered what Disaster and Disaster had said before.