Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

Xiao Di, who was on the tree, fell to the ground. He put away the evil smile on his face and said coldly, "It's freezing cold, and I'm tired. Yang Susu, take out the antidote quickly."

Yang Susu looked at Xiao Di who put away his smile and said coldly: "I said, I can take out the antidote, but you have to let the three of us leave here safely."

Xiao Di looked at the white jade flute in his hand carefully. Yang Susu knew that the white jade flute was a pair. Xiao Di had one, and he gave the other to Yang Rongxin.

He raised his gloomy eyes slightly, and the other end of the white jade flute in his hand turned into a sharp knife. He rubbed the blade with his fingertips: "Xin'er is right. Now, you are still qualified to negotiate with me."

He smiled evilly with bloodthirstiness: "Next, every time you delay for an incense stick of time, I will cut her with a knife."

After he finished speaking, the white jade knife in his hand seemed to have consciousness, flew out of his palm, and fiercely stabbed towards Mo Shi's shoulder. Xiao Di hooked his finger, and the bloody white jade knife obediently pulled out from Mo Shi's shoulder and flew back to Xiao Di's hand.

Mo Shi was still unconscious, his face was pale, there was a big hole in his shoulder, blood was constantly gushing out.

Yang Susu clenched her fists tightly, and her extremely cold eyes fell on Xiao Di's evil face.

Xiao Di took out a white silk handkerchief from his bosom and carefully wiped the blood on the white jade knife, smiling evilly, "Next, where should we make a hole to let the blood out?"

Wangyou came to Yang Susu's side, holding his chest, and asked worriedly: "Miss?"

Yang Susu looked up at the injured Wangyou.

He took out a pill from his sleeve and said, "Take it."

Wangyou swallowed the pill in one gulp, and felt a warm current in his chest that was just injured and was constantly repairing it.

Yang Susu took out a black bottle from her sleeve and said coldly, "This is the antidote you want. If you want it, put Mo Shi down first."

When Yang Rongxin saw the bottle of antidote in Yang Susu's hand, his eyes lit up immediately and he said excitedly: "Send the antidote over quickly. Once you cure my poison, I will let her go."

"I'm already trapped in your trap. Are you still afraid that I'll run away? Put Mo Shi down and I'll naturally give you the antidote. Otherwise..."

Yang Susu opened the lid of the black bottle and said coldly: "Otherwise, I will pour out this only antidote, and you will kill us, and you, without the antidote, will eventually rot to death."

"make a deal"

The white jade knife in Xiao Di's hand flew out again and cut the ropes that bound Mo Shi's hands.

Wangyou flew forward, caught the falling Mo Shi, and carried him to Yang Susu's side.

Yang Susu threw the black bottle in her hand towards Xiao Di.

The black bottle was not covered with a lid. Yang Rongxin clenched her fists nervously and said in a hurry: "Cousin!"

Xiao Di frowned, and the white jade knife in his hand had turned back into a white jade flute. He put the white jade flute on his waist, flew a few times, and caught the liquid in the black bottle before it was poured out. A faint fragrance emanated from the bottle, and for a moment, Xiao Di was a little dazed.

Yang Susu said anxiously in a deep voice: "Wangyou, hurry up and go to Prince Ming's Palace."

"Miss, what will you do now that I am gone?"

"It will take time for them to regain consciousness. I can run very fast. You take the ink and run first."