The general was a starlet

Today's Lang An is a bit gloomy, and the sky is a bit dark. There are only two candles lit in the Palace of Mingxi, and the candlelight is reflected on Gu Ziming's haggard face, but his expression at this time cannot be seen.

Gu Zining was playing with the teacup, and beside him was a medicine bottle.

"Ninth brother is very determined."

"Prince good means."

The candlelight flickered, and after a few struggles, he survived.

"You deserve to have half of the Rong family's blood on your body. If you were an ordinary person, you would have been poisoned long ago." Gu Zining put down the teacup, and the bottom of the cup collided with the table, which was a bit ear-piercing.

Perhaps it was because he expected it a long time ago, but Gu Ziming was not surprised.

Gu Zining sent the medicine bottle in his hand to Gu Ziming's bedside, and said with a feeling of distress, "Su Wanxi really needs to thank you very much. There is no antidote for this cold river powder."

Hanjiang Powder, Liguo's special poison, can only be effective when applied to the wound. The most poisonous thing about this medicine is that it has no cure at all.

It can only be suppressed by taking a pill made from a poisonous herb every month, but every time it is rainy, the cold is still piercing. Over time, the pill gradually loses its effectiveness, and the interval between taking the medicine is shortened to half a month or even seven days or one day, until it is completely useless.

It is said that once a person was unable to be suppressed by pills, his whole body was covered with frost when he died, and when he was buried, he was cut in half and split in two.

"Has Su Wanxi ever harmed you?" Gu Ziming's veins bulged, his eyes were full of gloom.

When Gu Zining heard this, he smiled, and then sat on the edge of Gu Ziming's bed, wrapped his arms around the back of his neck, and pulled him towards him forcefully:

"Gu Ziming, do you know what it takes to make a person obedient forever?"

After Gu Zining left, the Palace of Ming Xi seemed to still be echoing his piercing laughter.

Gu Ziming curled up on the bed, his already fair face turned pale at the moment, and his hand with sharp knuckles picked up the medicine bottle tremblingly.

The bitter pill entered the mouth, and there was a scorching heat in the abdomen. It seemed that there were two more air currents in the body, one cold and one hot, entwined and disturbed each other. Gu Ziming was unable to breathe due to the severe pain and pressure.

I don't know how long it took, the chill gradually subsided, the body regained consciousness, and the breath gradually stabilized.

Gu Ziming stretched his sweat-soaked skirt, and for the first time, he felt a killing intent.

...

Su Wanxi, who returned to the Su Mansion, collapsed on the bed helplessly. He stayed in the Mingxi Palace all day and night without closing his eyes.

Gu Zining also waited with him with his injuries, saying that if he didn't stay with him, he would feel guilty until the sun rose, Gu Zining almost fainted, and Su Wanxi forced him to send him back.

Hearing that Gu Ziming would be very hungry after a long sleep, he ran home early in the morning and saw that Chen Xiansi had prepared the food, so he hurried back, fearing that Gu Ziming would wake up and be hungry.

Seeing that Gu Ziming woke up, his hanging heart was also relieved.

All that Su Wanxi did was not out of gratitude, nor because he had the same face as President Gu, but because she was really worried about him.

But Su Wanxi couldn't figure out whether she liked him because of that face or because he had that face.

After thinking about it, he fell asleep, as if he heard someone calling him...

"Wanxi, I've already contacted the school over there, and someone will pick you up when you arrive." Gu Ziming held his passport and air ticket, and lowered his head slightly, not daring to look into Su Wanxi's eyes.

Su Wanxi sat on the sofa and didn't respond.

"Gold-plating by studying abroad will be good for you in the future, and it will also stop those who say you have low education..."

"So, how long do I have to go?" Su Wanxi interrupted Gu Ziming, and took the passport and air ticket.

Gu Ziming bit his lower lip, his eyes dodged a little, he hesitated for a moment, and replied: "One year, after one year, I will pick you up."

"Are you picking me up, or are you picking me up with your son?" Su Wanxi asked with a sneer.

"Wanxi..." Gu Ziming looked at Su Wanxi in shock.

Su Wanxi stood up and threw the passport and ticket into the trash can, with tears in her eyes, but there was no tremor in her words:

"Liu Qingning is pregnant, you have to remember to take good care of her."

Waking up suddenly, Su Wanxi felt chest tightness, so she rolled over and got out of bed and opened the window. The cool wind blew through his clothes.

Looking at the incomplete moon, he said mockingly:

"It turns out that I can really pretend to be two people in my heart. It's really scumbag."