princess poisonous

"No way!"

Qingge stopped talking, and relaxed a little.

She is very smart, since Shui Qingmo said so, Na Hanjue must be saved, and since he can still talk and joke here so easily, it means that Na Hanjue's poison can be easily cured for him.

But... She and Na Hanjue are both masters of using poison, how did Na Hanjue get poisoned?

Also, Na Hanjue has taken various anti-drug pills since he was a child, and ordinary poisons have no effect on him at all. What kind of poison did he have, so overbearing?

"Why don't you talk anymore?" Shui Qingmo looked at Qingge and frowned.

"I'm tired, take a rest." Qingge took a towel, gently wiped the sweat on Na Hanjue's forehead, and returned to her normal look.

"Don't you ask me to save him?" Shui Qingmo was puzzled.

No matter how he looked at this woman, he couldn't understand it.

"You will save him if I beg you, and I will save him if I don't ask you. Why do I ask you?" Qingge replied coldly, without even looking at him.

She understands Shui Qingmo's temperament, the more you beg him, the harder he will work, cold treatment is the best way to deal with him.

"..." Is she so sure?

"Yingyi, please arrange a guest room for me to stay with you Young Master Jue. When your young master decides to save you Young Master Jue, you can call me again." Qingge ignored Shui Qingmo and instructed Ying Yi.

Ying took a look at Shui Qingmo, and Shui Qingmo waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, don't bother, I'll save him, anyway, I'm also very interested in this poison! Master Jue, help me!"

Na Hanjue was helped to sit on a chair, Shui Qingmo went to the pharmacy and brought out a pot of medicine, took off Na Hanjue's shoes and socks, soaked his feet in the medicine, and then pricked the soles of his feet with silver needles He massaged several acupoints on his calf, and after tossing and tossing for more than half an hour, several black liquids slowly flowed out from the soles of Na Hanjue's feet, dyeing the potion into a thick black.

Shui Qingmo squatted under Na Hanjue's feet for more than half an hour, and his legs were numb. After seeing black liquid flowing from the soles of Na Hanjue's feet, he raised his arm and patted Na Hanjue's head hard. After a while, he cursed: "Idiot! It's not good to be poisoned, but if you suffer from this kind of abuse, you have to let the second master squat down to serve you!"

"What did you say?" A gloomy voice sounded, Shui Qingmo's wrist was grabbed by Na Hanjue, and his wrist bones crackled.

"Ah! Na Hanjue! Let me go, is this how you treat your savior?" Shui Qingmo cried out in pain.

"I don't want you to save me!" As soon as Na Hanjue pushed him out, his legs were already numb, and he sat on the ground with a "plop", and his ass fell to the ground.

Na Hanjue dried his feet calmly, put on his shoes and socks, walked to him and squatted down, grabbed his jaw tightly, narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Who did you just say you are?"

"Second Master! Of course I am Second Master! How about it?" Shui Qingmo was not afraid of death's provocation.

"Well, very good!" Na Hanjue exerted force on his hands, "I think you can be a chinless second master!"

"Ah! It hurts! Na Hanjue, are you crazy! You..."

"Okay..." Qingge pulled Na Hanjue away, pulled him to her side, pursed her lips and smiled, "You really crushed his jaw? He is so perverted, he can't get a wife, you If you crush his jaw again, he will never be able to marry a wife!"