"Hmm? Answer me? Do you want to see me?"

Unable to get the answer he wanted, Yi Haomiao did not give up at all. He even reached out to pinch Sikong Qingying's jaw, not allowing Sikong Qingying to turn his attention to other places.

Sikong Qingying had no choice but to be angry and weak: "Surprise, very surprised. However, Lord Poison King, can you let me go first? I feel uncomfortable hugging you like this."

"Yeah." After getting the answer he wanted, Yi Haomiao let go of Sikong Qingying and put it very straightforwardly.

He put Sikong Qingying on the bed, and his empty arms made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He subconsciously asked Sikong Qingying and said, "Can you come with me, okay?"

“Uh? Why?”

Although the two had a revolutionary friendship with the same bed, Sikong Qingying didn't think they were very familiar with each other. Moreover, she had a deep understanding of Yi Haomiao's moodiness, and it was precisely because of her deep understanding that she didn't want to have too much contact with Yi Haomiao.

"You are not happy with that Lu Hejiu, aren't you? Since that's the case, why not go with me."

Sikong Qingying shook her head: "This is not the reason."

It's indeed not the reason. When Lu Jiu took revenge, she would be free. How could she be foolishly letting go of freedom? Instead, she would go with Yi Haomiao.

Just as she was thinking, Yi Haomiao's face suddenly jumped into her eyes:

"The reason why you are not happy with Lu Jiu is because you like Lu Zicong - tsk tsk, in fact, it cannot be said that you like Lu Zicong, because your favor for Lu Zicong is all because of the 'same breath'. As long as the 'same breath' is relieved, you will not be in such pain again."

It seemed as if my wound was bloodied away by someone else.

At this moment, Sikong Qingying suddenly felt that she hated Yi Haomiao very much.

She pursed her white lips: "What does this have to do with you?"

She doesn't like to hear things that others say she likes Lu Zicong, and she doesn't like to hear things very much because she has long planned to give up Lu Zicong.

"Don't be excited, I haven't finished saying it yet... You are amnesia now, right? What I want to tell you is that your amnesia is not accidental, but artificial. You also know that I am the poison king, the poison king who is indistinguishable from Lu Zicong's medical skills. I can do my best to help you relieve the 'same breath', and you can also take out the golden needle to restore your memory. How about it, is this good condition right?"

"Why are you doing this? What's the benefit for you?"

Sikong Qingying would not foolishly think that the Poison King is a good person. He can help her relieve her "same breath" for free and help her recover her memory.

However, I have to say that restoring memory was a temptation for her.

"Because I want to repay you, after all, you took care of me for so long last time when I couldn't see my eyes..."

Sikong Qingying sneered. She never knew that the moody Yi Haomiao would be a person who could repay kindness?

"I want to hear the truth. If you don't have sincerity, don't say it again."

"Okay... Do you remember the last time I competed with Lu Zicong? Lu Zicong and I have hated each other for more than ten years and have always wanted to distinguish between them. He gave you a "same breath" and used golden needles and medicine to seal your memory. Naturally, I want to untie them all to demonstrate my higher medical skills." Yi Haomiao answered while thinking that this little guy seemed a little different from what he met last time.

He is much smarter.

Sikong Qingying was silent: "I'm not a tool for you to compete, sorry."

In fact, she didn't want to have anything to do with these people anymore.

Yi Haomiao was a little angry.

He said all the good things, but Sikong Qingying kept giving him a cold face. It was already good that he could endure the explosion until now.

"Little guy, the antidote for your poisoning this time is mine. That is very precious to me. Do you have to find a way to repay it to me and repay me?"

"I'm not interested, I didn't ask you to give me an antidote."

If you really die, you might be able to wear it back to modern times.

Speaking of which, it was Yi Haomiao who blocked her from returning to modern times.

"Do you... want to die?"

Yi Haomiao's face was gloomy, and he leaned down at Sikong Qingying by the bed, and his dark and deep pupils were flashing with cold anger.

"Do you want to kill me?" Sikong Qingying looked at him calmly: "Come on, you have said that you have relieved the poison before, and your life can be regarded as being saved by you, and you have the right to take it back."

Yi Haomiao looked at her calmly for a while, and suddenly laughed: "It's boring to scare you even if you cut it... but why have you become so calm?"

In Sikong Qingying's opinion, Yi Haomiao's bad temperament had not changed much. She was too lazy to pay attention to Yi Haomiao, turned around, faced the wall, and turned her back to Yi Haomiao.

Yi Haomiao frowned: "Hey... I'll tell you a secret, do you want to listen?"

Sikong Qingying ignored him.

"It's about Lu Zicong."

Sikong Qingying's body gradually became stiff.

A sharp light flashed in Yi Haomiao's eyes. He had already seen that Sikong Qingying really cared about Lu Zicong very much.

He doesn't like this, he doesn't like it very much.

snort.

So what about ‘same breath’?

He had to find a way to unlock the "same breath".

And... unknowingly, he really felt unwilling and inexplicably competing for victory.

Just because Lu Zicong followed this woman and Lu Jiu all day long, he begged him for the antidote, he knew that Lu Zicong had feelings for this woman.

But although this woman cared about Lu Zicong, she did not accept Lu Zicong.

He has always liked to compete with Lu Zicong, but suddenly, he had an idea to let this woman accept him, and then he hugged this woman in front of Lu Zicong... Oh, imagine Lu Zicong's face at that time, and he felt particularly excited.

"Do you want to see Lu Zicong? He is next door... In fact, he has been following you all the time..."

Yi Haomiao was talking, and Sikong Qingying turned her head, looked at him coldly, and moved her white pink lips: "Bored."

Then he turned around.

Yi Haomiao's words came to an abrupt end. He stared at Sikong Qingying's back, slowly narrowed his eyes, and raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

boring?

Do you think he is bored?

This little guy...is really inappropriate.

It's so soft...it's so hard!!!

…………………………

Sikong Qingying didn't know when Yi Haomiao left, but she was not in good spirits and fell asleep unknowingly.

When she woke up, Lu Jiu was by her side.

Lu Jiu had guilt on his face: "I'm sorry, I hurt you again."

Because he just woke up, Sikong Qingying's head was still a little unrestrained.

She sat up from the bed blankly, looked at Lu Jiu, blinked, and then said without hiding her boredom: "Can you stop saying sorry to me?"

It was not Lu Jiu who poisoned her. Moreover, Lu Jiu was extremely good to her along the way and always protected her. She had never done anything to be sorry for her. Why did Lu Jiu always say sorry to her?

Lu Jiu can easily discover Sikong Qingying's disgust for him from Sikong Qingying's face.

He closed his eyes, and his heart was slightly painful.

He no longer talked about Sikong Qingying's poisoning, but only helped Sikong Qingying put on his clothes and then brought food to Sikong Qingying... To be on the safe side, he made these foods by himself.

The taste is naturally excellent, and Sikong Qingying was in a much better mood.

"I will go to Miaohua Mountain to take revenge tomorrow, and you... will be fine if you do it at that time."

Sikong Qingying was a little confused, what does it mean to be self-convenience?

Sikong Qingying didn't understand the meaning of self-conception at this time, but she understood it the next day.

The next day, she got up for a long time and didn't wait for Lu Jiu.

She was a little surprised that Lu Jiu didn't come to ask him for food. She was so hungry that she was gushing. She had no choice but to go out and take the initiative to find Lu Jiu next door.

I knocked on the door for a long time, but no one responded.

An ominous premonition suddenly arose in my heart.

Sikong Qingying pushed open the door... It turned out that it was not locked.

The house is very neat and clean, and even the quilts are folded.

Sikong Qingying looked around and saw only a white letter on the round table.

"This is……"

Sikong Qingying picked it up in surprise, and it turned out to be a book Lu Jiu left for her.

"What does he mean?"

Sikong Qingying opened the envelope, took out the rice paper inside, and began to read the contents above.

The more you look, the ugly your complexion becomes.

It's really... damn!!!

Damn Lu Zicong, Damn Lu Jiu.
To be continued...