If I want to run away from the outer chamber, I will criticize the prince madly and take me into the

Chapter 162 I’m a little angry, can you stay with me more?
The hostility came very suddenly. Just when Xie Weixing was scolding Chu Yan, Chu Yan had already reached out and covered Cui Ying's ears, but thinking about it, all these words still entered her ears.

She didn't allow anyone to scold Chu Yan.

"I hate you, you are not allowed to scold Huaiwei."

Xie Weixing didn't expect Cui Ying to say such things. She opened her eyes wide and was stunned for a moment when she heard her words.

"Sister, you"

But seeing Cui Ying like this, her sadness was greater than her own sadness and grievance. Sister, she was just controlled by love. These words were not her original intention, not her, her original intention.

Xiao Feng'an couldn't bear to see Xie Weixing's injured look anymore, so she picked her up, and then said to Chu Yan: "I hope your highness will get what you want."

After saying this, he took Xie Weixing and left here.

His Highness's actions will only push Miss Cui further and further away, but as a bystander, he can't do anything.

After the two left, Chu Yan's hand fell on Cui Ying's hair again, and said to himself: "I have achieved what I wanted."

Keep his Yingying with you forever.

"Huaiwei, what are you talking about?"

She raised her head, looked into Chu Yan's smiling eyes and asked. Chu Yan shook his head lightly and said, "It's nothing, I'm thinking of you."

This sentence caused Cui Ying to curl her lips, and she smiled and said, "I also want to be pregnant."

"Qingxue said, Huaiwei's birthday is coming up."

After hearing Cui Ying's words, Chu Yan raised his eyes and looked at Qingxue, who immediately knelt down and said, "Madam asked."

Chu Yan had said before that if Cui Ying asked anything, she would tell her not to hesitate. In short, Cui Ying couldn't ask anything.

Today, for some reason, Cui Ying asked about Chu Yan's birthday, and Qingxue told her.

"How do Yingying want to celebrate Gu Gu's birthday?"

Pulling the girl inside, Chu Yan asked her. Cui Ying shook her head and said, "I don't know yet."

"Huaiwei, can you not enter the palace that day?"

She pulled his hand and shook it. With a hint of coquettishness, Chu Yan's words changed to: "Okay, stay here and let Yingying spend her birthday alone."

After receiving a positive answer, Cui Ying laughed again: "Then I will forgive you for leaving without saying goodbye today."

"When you left in the morning, you didn't tell me that I was unhappy."

"Yingying wants to be alone, how can I compensate you?"

"Then if you stay with me more, I won't be angry."

The conversation between the two gradually disappeared around the corner. Cheng Chong and Ying Dong listened to their words and looked at each other with different emotions in their eyes.

For His Highness, this may be what he wanted.

Xiao Fengan took Xie Weixing back into the carriage, and Xie Weixing could no longer control herself and cried in his arms.

She cried that her medical skills were not good and that she could not help Cui Ying. She even cried that she had exposed herself and let the mother-gu in Chu Yan's body notice that her sister was still alive.

"Don't cry Xing'er, Miss Cui definitely doesn't want to see you like this."

Xiao Fengan patted Xie Weixing comfortingly. The little girl was really heartbroken and could not get rid of this guilt no matter what.

"If only, if I had noticed earlier, if I could have developed a way to remove the poison earlier, Sister A wouldn't be like this." "She, she doesn't want to be like this, right? , but why did things become like this?"

Xie Weixing's words were a bit incoherent, but Xiao Fengan listened to her patiently. After she finished speaking, he said: "It's not your fault, Xing'er. If His Highness wants to do it, there are many ways to make you helpless."

"Besides, there is no solution to the Love Gu. Southern Xinjiang has been destroyed long ago. How could you and I have expected that such a thing would happen?"

"Miss Cui won't blame you, but she will feel sorry for you for blaming yourself."

Listening to Xiao Fengan's words, Xie Weixing's originally sad heart gradually calmed down. She held Xiao Fengan's hand, nodded and said, "You are right, sister, she definitely doesn't want me to be like this."

"I'll go back right now and look through the medical books in southern Xinjiang. I will definitely be able to find a way to cure the poison."

Seeing Xie Weixing regaining his energy, Xiao Fengan smiled and said: "Well, it must be possible."

"Thank you, Xiao Fengan."

"Rather than thank you, I still prefer substantial rewards."

After Xie Weixing thanked her, Xiao Fengan glanced at her lips and then looked away. That's all, he only dared to talk.

Suddenly, there was a piece of softness on the lips, and Xie Weixing's somewhat shy words were heard: "Is this considered a substantial reward?"

He ran his hands through her hair, but he didn't dare to press it down. He didn't dare to blaspheme her.

"Calculate."

The atmosphere between the two gradually became a bit charming and ambiguous. Just when it was about to get out of control, the coachman outside the door said he was home.

Xie Weixing hurriedly sat back down. Xiao Fengan looked at this scene and reached out to rub her head: "Go down."

He is now 'homeless' and really wants Xie Weixing to take him in, so he has been living in Xie's house during this period. But with him here, Xie Weixing can feel the benefit of having a man in the house.

After entering the mansion, she went straight to Mr. Xie's yard. When she entered, Mr. Xie was watering the flowers. When he saw her coming, he asked, "Are you back?"

"Grandpa, do you know how to solve the love poison?"

She didn't beat around the bush and said straight to the point. Mr. Xie smiled and replied: "Love Gu? It's something from southern Xinjiang."

"Yes, it's from southern Xinjiang. Grandpa, you are well-read, so you must know how to solve it."

Xie Weixing stepped forward and took the kettle from Mr. Xie's hand, and said something flattering. Mr. Xie pretended to think carefully, and then said: "Well, my grandfather has only heard of this, but..."

"But what?"

She made a sound with some joy, and then saw Mr. Xie hurriedly said: "My flower! You almost watered me to death."

Xie Weixing lowered her head and saw that the kettle in her hand was almost watering the little flower that had just bloomed until she bent over. She quickly stopped her hand and looked at Mr. Xie sheepishly.

"Okay, give it to me. There is a medical book from Southern Xinjiang on the third shelf in my study. Go get it. You may have what you want, but it is all written in Southern Xinjiang."

Before Mr. Xie could finish his words, Xie Weixing had already entered. Mr. Xie had no choice but to still have such an impatient temper.

"Actually, you know how to solve it, Mr. Xie."

Xiao Fengan, who had been standing at the door and watching silently, suddenly asked. Mr. Xie shook his head gently at him: "That method is a bit harmful to the body. I'm afraid you will die before you can untie it."

"So it can be said that there is no antidote and no way to solve it."

"However, there may be records in that medical book, but it's a pity that I can't understand the writing in southern Xinjiang."

Mr. Xie's eyes were full of smiles, and Xiao Fengan understood what he meant and didn't ask any more questions.