Princess Sets Poison Again Chapter 570: Don’t go tonight, okay?

Chapter 570 Don't leave tonight, okay?

After picking for a long time, the white raccoon finally picked out the medicinal materials she needed.

After greeting Rui and his party, Bai Li and Mo Beichen went down Qingding Peak together.

The principle of proximity, the two decided to go to Bai Yufeng to deliver medicine to Leng Yihan.

Bai Yufeng.

In Leng Yihan's room, Murong Xuefei was wiping Leng Yihan's cold sweat.

"Why is it so serious all of a sudden? Is it uncomfortable?"

Murong looked at Leng Yihan worriedly, his eyes full of distress.

"It's fine."

Leng Yihan shook his head weakly.

Murong Xuefei frowned, "It's all like this, and he said it's okay, I'll go find Lier and show you."

Murong Xuefei got up anxiously, but was pulled back by Leng Yihan.

Leng Yihan's face was pale, he held onto Murong Xuefei and said weakly, "Forget it, she is tired enough, let's see her again tomorrow."

I didn't rest all day and night yesterday, and there were so many people waiting for her to see a doctor, how could he bother her.

"But..."

Murong Xuefei frowned, looking at Leng Yihan worriedly.

He looks like this, can he last until tomorrow?

Murong Xuefei thought of Lan Mingyu again, and was about to tell Leng Yihan to go and see Lan Mingyu when she heard a knock on the door.

Murong Xuefei frowned and looked outside, "I'll go and open the door."

Murong Xuefei stood up, lifted the quilt on Leng Yihan's body, and walked out.

Opening the courtyard door, Murong Xuefei was instantly overjoyed when she saw Bai Li and Mo Beichen.

"Li'er, you came just in time, follow me in and have a look."

Murong Xuefei didn't even speak clearly, so she hurriedly pulled the white raccoon into the house.

"You are here."

Seeing Bai Li and Mo Beichen enter the room, Leng Yihan wanted to get up, but he couldn't do it.

Seeing this, Murong Xuefei immediately ran over to support her on the big welcoming pillow.

Looking at Leng Yihan who looked weak and seemed to be dying, the white raccoon was startled for a moment.

"He suddenly became like this?"

As Bai Li asked, he directly grabbed Leng Yihan's wrist and began to feel his pulse.

Murong Xuefei nodded, "Yes, he was fine before, but in the afternoon he said he was cold, and then he continued to sweat, and finally he couldn't even sit still."

If it wasn't serious, she wouldn't have thought about going to her and Lan Mingyu.

The white raccoon's face was serious, and she began to investigate carefully, and soon she found that Leng Yihan's current pulse condition was quite different from before, and it was more serious than Ah Mo's condition just now.

The white raccoon frowned and raised his eyes, "Have you taken the elixir I gave you before?"

Leng Yihan nodded.

Murong Xuefei glanced at Leng Yihan, and answered for him, "I ate one at first, and then he got serious, so I fed him two more."

Murong Xuefei said, and handed the half bottle of medicine left over to the white raccoon.

The white raccoon took it and sniffed it, his brows furrowed even tighter.

There is no problem with this medicine.

This is too weird, even if her elixir is not as powerful as Second Master's Bodhi Pill, shouldn't the more she eats it, the worse it will be?

Could it be that the old pervert has a problem with his skills?

With no time to think about it, the white raccoon immediately took out the small jade bottle that he had just obtained from Rui Xingxing, poured out a Bodhi Pill and handed it to Leng Yihan, "Eat this."

Murong Xuefei took the Bodhi Pill and fed it into Leng Yihan's mouth.

Mo Beichen raised his hand, transported profound energy into Leng Yihan's body, and catalyzed the Bodhi Pill's accelerated effect.

Under the faint white light, the cold sweat on Leng Yihan's forehead grew more and more, suddenly he lay down on the side of the bed suddenly, with a "wow", he vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Yi Han..."

Murong Xuefei was taken aback by Leng Yihan, and immediately went to support him.

Looking at the pool of black blood on the ground, Bai Li and Mo Beichen looked at each other.

It seems that the second master has a good idea, that old pervert's skill is really poisonous.

It's just that his power is not enough, if he has ten powers, I'm afraid they will die on the spot.

"Why is it black?"

Murong Xuefei frowned and looked at the black blood on the ground, suddenly startled.

Leng Yihan also frowned, "Am I poisoned?"

"That man's palm is poisonous."

The white raccoon checked Leng Yihan's pulse again, "The Bodhi Pill has already had an effect, and most of the poison in your body has been cleared."

Murong Xuefei breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words.

The white raccoon took out a bottle of Bodhi Pill from the storage ring, and gave it to Murong Xuefei along with the bottle just now.

"Take these two bottles of Bodhi Dan, give him two pills a day, and he should be fine in two days."

Murong Xuefei took the Bodhi Pill and said gratefully, "Thank you, Lier."

The white raccoon hooked his lips, "Why are you polite, take good care of him, I'll look for that Zhuo Qingyun, I guess he's also poisoned."

"Okay."

Murong Xuefei nodded and sent the two of them out of the yard.

Watching the two go away, Murong Xuefei closed the courtyard door and returned to the room.

"Is it better?"

Murong Xuefei took out his handkerchief, and helped him wipe the black blood from the corner of his lips with a distressed expression.

Leng Yihan pursed his lips, grabbed Murong Xuefei's little hand and held it in his.

"Don't worry, Bodhi Pill is working, I'm much better."

Just now when he spat out the mouthful of black blood, he instantly felt more energetic.

Murong Xuefei breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, I was really scared to death just now."

"Don't be afraid."

He will never leave her again, never again.

Leng Yihan lovingly brushed her sideburn hair behind her ears, and looked at her fixedly, "Don't leave tonight, okay?"

Murong Xuefei frowned, looking at him with a pretty face flushed.

Leng Yihan was embarrassed by her, and wanted to explain.

"I, nothing else, just..."

He just wanted to be closer to her.

Before he finished his explanation, Murong Xuefei took off his boots, lifted the corner of the quilt, and got in carefully.

Leng Yihan was overjoyed and gently took her into his arms.

Murong Xuefei was buried in Leng Yihan's embrace with her pretty face flushed, her little heart beating wildly.

Although she knew he would not do anything, she was still nervous when sharing the bed with him for the first time.

Leng Yihan hugged Murong Xuefei happily.

At this moment, he felt extremely satisfied, as if he had the whole world.

Here, the two slept together for the first time, and over there, Bai Li and Mo Beichen had already descended from Baiyu Peak.

"Where are you going to find him?"

Mo Beichen frowned and looked at the white raccoon.

The white raccoon thought for a while and said, "Go to Lan Mingyu first, he might come to him, if he doesn't come, Lan Mingyu should know where he is."

Judging by the man's appearance, he is very attached to Lan Mingyu, maybe he will sneak into the academy to find him.

As the white raccoon said, he dragged Mo Beichen to Tianji Peak.

Tianji Peak.

Lan Mingyu refined a bunch of medicinal materials for three hours before finally refining thirty bottles of blood pills.

There are too many people, these thirty bottles of pills are probably far from enough, but he doesn't have the strength to refine them today, so he will refine these first, and the rest will be discussed tomorrow.

Lan Mingyu pinched the center of his brows wearily, and after collecting the thirty bottles of blood pills, he planned to send them to Huang Qifeng.

Walking to the door and looking at Zhuo Qingyun who was squatting on the ground, he remembered that this guy was still there.

Seeing him bowing his head and looking down, Lan Mingyu reached out and patted his shoulder impatiently, "Hey, go home and sleep, don't sleep with me."

Lan Mingyu just took two shots when Zhuo Qingyun fell out.

Lan Mingyu was taken aback by him for a moment, and then thought of something, and her face suddenly turned ugly.

"What are you doing, don't try to use such a bad method to stay, I won't take you in."

As Lan Mingyu said, she ignored Zhuo Qingyun, bypassed him, and wanted to go out.

Zhuo Qingyun opened her eyes dizzily, seeing that Lan Mingyu was about to leave, she immediately grabbed his hand.

Lan Mingyu fell onto Zhuo Qingyun again unexpectedly.

"You..."

A flash of anger flashed in Lan Mingyu's eyes, and she suddenly raised her hand, wanting to punch him, but was hugged by him.

"Cold, so cold..."

Zhuo Qingyun hugged Lan Mingyu tightly, and subconsciously rubbed against him, as if it was a source of warmth.

Lan Mingyu pushed his head away with a look of disgust, but stopped instantly when she touched his hot forehead.

Lan Mingyu frowned, and her face immediately became solemn.

Passing his forehead again, he found that it was not only scalding, but also full of sweat.

Why is it so hot, is this really sick?

Thinking about it, Lan Mingyu immediately grabbed his wrist and felt his pulse, but was startled, "Why is this happening? Why is your pulse so chaotic."

Zhuo Qingyun looked at Lan Mingyu weakly, as helpless as a child.

Lan Mingyu's heart fluttered suddenly, and she reached out to put his hand on his shoulder, "Get up first, let's go back to the room."

Struggling to help Zhuo Qingyun up, Lan Mingyu helped him back to the next room.

Lan Mingyu wanted to help Zhuo Qingyun onto the imperial concubine's couch, but he refused to lie down on it.

Lan Mingyu was instantly angry, "Are you lying down or not?"

Zhuo Qingyun shook her head, pointed to the Arhat bed inside, "Bed."

Lan Mingyu stared angrily, "Don't push yourself too hard."

Damn guy, if he hadn't been sick, he would have thrown him out.

Zhuo Qingyun pursed her mouth aggrievedly, and said weakly, "No, I really don't like sleeping on the couch."

If you sleep on the couch, you will lose all benefits, so you must not sleep on the couch.

Looking at Zhuo Qingyun's angry look, Lan Mingyu muttered, "Trouble."

Although he didn't want this guy to sleep in his bed, but seeing his half-dead appearance, he couldn't bear not to cling to him.

He helped Zhuo Qingyun to the side of the bed, and now he lay down on the bed without him saying anything.

Lan Mingyu pouted, and took out a pair of silver needles from the storage ring.

"Take off your clothes."

Lan Mingyu looked at Zhuo Qingyun and ordered.

Zhuo Qingyun looked at Lan Mingyu pitifully, "Help me."

Looking at Zhuo Qingyun's weak appearance, Lan Mingyu frowned, but still stretched out her hand.

Untied his belt, untied his outer robe, middle coat, and obscene clothes, until his bare chest was exposed, Lan Mingyu didn't stop.

Lan Mingyu looked at his strong chest and abdominal muscles, and his handsome face couldn't help turning red.

Looking at Lan Mingyu's flushed handsome face, Zhuo Qingyun's dark green eyes flashed a hint of slyness, and she suddenly felt less uncomfortable in her body.

"Cough..."

Lan Mingyu forcibly moved her eyes away, pretending to be calm, took the silver needle at the side, and gave him the needle.

Lan Mingyu didn't get many needles, but only a few needles on a few key points.

"How is it? Does it hurt?"

Lan Mingyu turned the silver needle, looked at Zhuo Qingyun and asked.

Zhuo Qingyun frowned and shook her head.

Lan Mingyu frowned and looked at his pale face, took another needle and stuck it in his chest, "How about this?"

Zhuo Qingyun frowned even deeper, but still gritted her teeth and shook her head.

Lan Mingyu sneered angrily, "I didn't **** the acupuncture points, can you not hurt?"

As Lan Mingyu said, she poked the silver needle angrily.

Zhuo Qingyun was so painful that a drop of cold sweat rolled down her forehead, and she held the corner of her lips with a pale face, "As long as you **** it, it won't hurt."

Lan Mingyu paused, and was so angry that she wanted to pierce all the silver needles in her hand on him to relieve her anger.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the anger in his heart, Lan Mingyu reached out and pulled out the silver needle on his body.

The silver needle that hadn't entered the acupuncture point turned bloody.

Lan Mingyu looked at the dark red on the tip of the needle and frowned, "You are poisoned, and the poison is still serious."

Zhuo Qingyun blinked suddenly.

It turned out that he was poisoned, no wonder he felt cold and weak all the time.

Lan Mingyu immediately pulled out all the silver needles from Zhuo Qingyun's body.

If you are poisoned, you can't use needles, as it will speed up the spread of the toxin.

Lan Mingyu frowned and looked at Zhuo Qingyun and said, "Wait a minute, I'll find Bai Lier to show you."

His poison is more difficult, so it is safer to find a white raccoon.

"Don't go."

Seeing that Lan Mingyu was about to leave, Zhuo Qingyun grabbed him.

With a bang, Lan Mingyu fell on Zhuo Qingyun for the third time.

"Blue..."

The sound from the door stopped abruptly.