A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

"Hey, did you really swallow it?" Wu Qing was so shocked that he almost threw away the steamed bun in his hand. Wasn't this kid just joking?

Huang Yin smiled faintly, like the breeze and the moon: "What else does Xiao Qing'er think?" But at the end of the words, Huang Yin Qingjun's face changed slightly, and he frowned, looking a little painful.

"You're scary!" Wu Qing rolled her eyes. Although she was still covered in silk, she couldn't see Huang Yin's expression clearly. However, her mental energy drifted toward him uncontrollably.

Well, what medicine did this scourge just swallow? Laxative or itching powder? Maybe, who can be sure that what he got must be poison! But if it is really a laxative, if he has to go to the toilet, he must take it easy and not be discovered, and don't accidentally get kicked out by the patrolling scammers... This guy doesn't come to Moyan Pavilion with integrity.

Guessing Wu Qing's thoughts, Huang Yin handed the empty porcelain bottle to Wu Qing's hand: "Little Qing'er, do you want to see it for yourself?" Of course, he only guessed half of it. If the Imperial Master knew that Wu Qing was completely The complete thought may make you vomit blood.

Wu Qing took the porcelain bottle dubiously and sniffed it between the wings of her nose. Even though she didn't know medical skills, she still had the ability to distinguish simple poisons after having been with Huang Yin for so long in the human world. And since he dared to let her smell it, the poison in this bottle would not spread through the air, and she would not die.

However, the moment the remaining breath in the porcelain bottle penetrated into Wu Qing's nostrils, all her messy thoughts were cleared away: "Qi Jue Dan?!"

"It seems that Xiao Qing'er just forgot about me and hasn't forgotten what she learned before." Huang Yin's smile was a little painful, confirming Wu Qing's judgment in another way.

Qi Jue Dan, the elixir of the Heaven-Destroying Realm, melts instantly in your mouth, breaking your heart and destroying your soul! One day it breaks the heart, the second day it destroys the lungs, the third day it enters the heart, the fourth day... until the seventh day the heart breaks and the human body loses its vitality, so it is called Qijue Dan!

However, this medicine also has a seven-day effect on the cultivator. The higher the cultivator's cultivation level, the stronger the body. Especially those cultivators who have taken the god-level inner elixir of immortality and immortality can be completely healed. After being tortured for seven days, an ordinary person would have burped in an instant.

"You..." Wu Qing's face suddenly tightened. She held the porcelain bottle tightly and frowned. In other words, the pain Huang Yin is suffering now is no less than the cold poison she was poisoned with at the beginning, yet this guy can still laugh.

Just as this thought came up, there was a crash. Qingying, who had been sitting just now, hunched over the table. The porcelain bottle that was swept down shattered to pieces on the ground, and delicate beads of sweat had appeared on her smooth forehead. .

As a doctor, he has been dealing with herbal medicines for many years, and a kind of drug immunity will be produced in his body. Coupled with Huang Yin's cultivation level and his identity as the son of chaos, the Qi Jue Dan cannot kill him, and the poison cannot last for seven days, but it should be endured. The pain is still inevitable.

"Where is your antidote?" Seeing that the arrogant person in the past was now in a state of embarrassment, Wu Qing's unconcerned mood finally receded. She stood up from her seat in a hurry, and while asking, she rummaged through the bottles and jars on the table, opening them one by one and smelling them.

"There is no antidote," Huang Yin took a breath and continued, "I refine the poison, not the antidote."

Refining poisons but not antidotes is a quirk of most poison doctors, because in their minds, the people who will be poisoned by them are definitely not the people they want to save. Why do they need antidotes?

Well, to a certain extent, this is also trying to be cool.

Wu Qing is angry, this scourge is acting cool when he has nothing to do!

"Is there any other solution? Fight poison with poison? Or do you want me to directly perform gastric lavage on you?" However, the structure of the practitioners in the Shadow Continent is definitely different from that of ordinary people in modern times, and the structure of poison is even more different. Gastric lavage can work What?

Wu Qing rubbed his temples, one head and two big! This girl is actually playing it real!

The beads of sweat on Huang Yin's forehead had gathered into a small stream and flowed down his face, dripping along his chin and into his clothes. If this were normal times, it would have been a beautiful sight, but it was a pity that it was not the right time now.

"Xiao Qing'er, I'm very happy." Huang Yin reluctantly reached out and grabbed Wu Qing's wrist, and a smile spread on her face. At least he saw that his little Qing'er still cared about him.

Smoke was rising from Wu Qing's head, this bastard who would never die until he reached the Yellow River! Now I still have the heart to say this.

But Huang Yin can't care about this. He is very happy now, even though his body is in pain. "Xiao Qing'er, take these elixirs and charms."

"Don't accept it!" Wealth and honor cannot be fornicated, poverty and lowliness cannot be moved, power cannot be surrendered, disasters can be forced on each other by self-mutilation, and the will cannot be broken!

Without any further persuasion, Huang Yin picked up the second porcelain bottle, opened the red cloth stopper and was about to pour it into his mouth, but was stopped halfway by a pair of hands. "You don't think it hurts to death, do you?"

"Xiao Qing'er hasn't agreed yet." The Imperial Master was dripping with sweat, but his eyes were clear.

After grabbing the porcelain bottle and throwing it back on the table, Wu Qing couldn't catch his breath: "You're crazy!"

crazy!

Hearing these two words, Huang Yin's face lit up with a strange look. Regardless of the overwhelming pain in his body, Huang Yin pulled Wu Qing into his arms, placed his chin on the top of her hair, and rubbed gently: "Little Qing'er, I should have gone crazy a long time ago."

On that ghostly night, as early as ten years ago, he had gone crazy sitting alone by a silent and lonely grave, with a bottle of sake by his side day and night.

I...should have gone crazy!

This short sentence was as soft as a lake, but it exploded violently in Wu Qing's ears. An unspeakable emotion hit her heart fiercely, and she pushed Huang Yin away in panic.

Without any support, Huang Yin fell to the ground without any suspense under the force. He did not stand up, but just covered his belly with a forbearing expression.

"You..." Wu Qing knocked his head, his scalp numb. No matter how cruel the magician is, she can kill him with one strike, but Huang Yin like this is simply an invulnerable ultimate BOSS!

"I said you were a scourge at the beginning, and it was indeed true!" Wu Qi, who was driven into a state of insanity, spoke without hesitation, while Huang Yin, who was lying on the ground struggling with pain, saw these words spilling out of his lips. In an instant, extremely bright colors burst out in his eyes!

I said you were a scourge back then, and you were right!

I said you were a disaster back then!

At first!

"Xiao Qing'er, you have remembered, haven't you! Have you remembered?" Ignoring the severe pain in her body, Huang Yin stood up and pulled Wu Qing into her arms, "Xiao Qing'er, you have remembered, I finally remembered..."

From a gust of wind to a gentle whisper, the faintly trembling voice contained an indescribable and depressing surprise. Huang Yin's arms tightly hugged the slender body in her arms, and the scattered black hair was hanging low and intertwined with Wuqing. together.

Wu Qing was almost out of breath as she was pressed against Huang Yin's chest. As she struggled, she reviewed what she had just said several times in her mind, and finally realized that she had said something outrageous.

You spilled the beans! She spilled the beans! The master of the pavilion was stupid, she was exposed accidentally!

All the distracting thoughts disappeared in an instant, and there were only three ferocious characters left in Wu Qing's chaotic mind - Finished, finished!

Simulating in her mind that she would be fucked a hundred times and a hundred times, Wu Qing had the urge to cry. What was wrong with her that made her spill the beans? How could she let it slip? !

However, it is too late to regret it now. Even she pretended not to remember that this disaster could persist so patiently without any sign of retreating from her alienation. And what will he look like after today? scene?

The so-called self-inflicted evil will not lead to death! The master of the pavilion wants to kill him with a lump of flour!

"Let me go!" But that's not the point now. The point is, if she doesn't stick her head out, she will suffocate to death.

Realizing that the person in his arms was not breathing well, Huang Yin relaxed a little and tightened his grip. His arms were still around Wu Qing. He lowered his head and pressed it against her ear: "Xiao Qing'er, how long has it been since you remembered? ?”

Judging from Wu Qing's reaction, it was definitely not just today that he remembered this memory. This was not a sign of someone with selective amnesia being washed away by memories.

how long?

Wu Qing was embarrassed, how should she answer this. Throwing out a random number would be a bit unreasonable if it was too early, and it would easily arouse Huang Yin's suspicion if it was too late. The person in front of me is not that group of naughty kids from Fengtianyuan, he is not that easy to deceive!

Young Master Qianda, who was fighting with the beautiful lady Chi, said: "Ah sneeze!" Who is cursing her!

"Xiao Qing'er, huh?" The long and melodious ending of the voice was long and rising. Huang Yin had learned all about Wu Qing's tricks.

The moist and warm breath lingered in her ears, stimulating every inch of her skin. Wu Qing's ears turned red uncontrollably. She turned her head away uncomfortably, avoiding the warmth.

How could Huang Yin, who carefully looked at every expression of the person in his arms, miss this? The master of the pavilion, who had been flirting with thousands of beauties, blushed. This was not a good thing that happened every year!

"Xiao Qing'er..." The lowered voice, which had a special charm, couldn't help but overflow from Huang Yin's water-colored thin lips, just like feathers stirring Wu Qing's heartstrings, slightly itchy and numb.

Wu Qing, who also realized that something was not right about her state, narrowed her narrow phoenix eyes. She broke free from Huang Yin's arms with one hand, put her two fingers together and pressed on his lips: "What, my lord?" When did you remember that this matter was important?”

As she spoke, Wu Qing's fingertips rubbed against Huang Yin's lips. The texture of her lips clearly passed over her fingertips. That warm touch was so damn good!

"It's very important. As long as it's your business, it's important." Sensing Wu Qing starting to counterattack rationally, Huang Yin's pupils that penetrated deep into the valley were filled with narrowing light. He opened his lips slightly and took the messy fingers in his mouth. .

A soft and wet feeling came from her fingertips, and the blush at the base of Wu Qing's ears spread uncontrollably, and she frowned unwillingly. Calm down, she must be calm! In the art of teasing, only those who are calm will have the last laugh.