Bamboo Horse Strawberry Flavor

Chapter 309

Seeing each other again, the young man who had always been like a breeze and a bright moon is now extremely strange.

His eyes are not black at this time, but dark red, exuding a strange beauty; and the cinnabar at the corner of his eyes is even more coquettish.

Especially his hands, as white as jade, with red fingertips.

And his nails were even dyed crimson, with a strange luster.

At this moment, she frowned.

"Rong Qing, what's wrong with you—"

Hearing this, the young man bent his lips and smiled lightly. "Sister, I put a love gu on myself."

Seeing her astonished eyes, Rong Qing smiled: "My sister heard right."

He smiled miserably, and said to himself: "And my sister should have known it a long time ago. I am from southern Xinjiang, and planting Gu poison is my old profession." As he said, he laughed at himself twice.

"Moreover, there is no cure—" He tilted his head mischievously, with an innocent look on his face.

Looking at the woman with a cold face in front of her, her gaze didn't even waver in the slightest.

Broken despair flashed in Rong Qing's eyes, he covered his face and smiled lowly.

Didn't you already know it?

why why--

Is it still so painful?

He raised his head and forced a smile: "Sister, just, can't you feel sorry for me just once..." At the end, the boy's voice became lower and lower.

Looking at the pale boy in front of her, she turned her eyes away.

When Southern Border was pacified, she couldn't bear to save Rong Qing for a while.

Never thought he would be like this...

I would rather be broken jade.

Love Gu, of course she knows.

Everyone in the world thinks that Gu poison is a demon or poison, but only those who really understand Gu poison will understand.

The only ones who can breed true love Gu are those who are sincerely affectionate and sexual.

And this kind of love gu, there is no solution.

Unless, the person who is infected by the gu can get the love of the one he loves.

Otherwise, it will eventually bleed to death from the seven orifices.

Moreover, the appearance of the bewitched person will become more and more monstrous day by day, poignant and treacherous.

She raised her hand abruptly, and slashed at Rong Qing with a knife.

Catching his limp body, her eyes sparkled.

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In the National Teacher's Mansion, she half-kneeled in front of the immortal old man, with a firm tone: "I implore the National Teacher to save him—"

The national teacher hastily helped her up, but shook his head: "Your Highness, it's not that I don't want to save this young master, but that saving him requires the skill of Erjiazi, and I can't do anything."

Her face was pale, but her brows were firm: "Erjiazi, I have—"

The national teacher hurriedly helped her up, but shook his head: "Your Highness is the foundation of my Great Xia Dynasty, you must—"

She looked determined and unmoved.

Finally, under her repeated requests, the national teacher agreed to treat her.

In the cold room, the young man in red clothes glistens.

When Erjiazi's skill was taken away in an instant, she still couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood.

The bloodstains from the corner of the mouth snaked down, which was demonic and poignant.

The national teacher turned pale with shock: "Your Highness—" he muttered to himself, "It shouldn't be like this..."

As if thinking of something, his complexion turned pale in an instant: "Your Highness, you still kept the old man a secret."

She smiled lightly, her expression composed.

20 years off his life, in exchange for a glimmer of life for him.

The national teacher staggered to his feet: "Come on, come on, Your Highness insists on this, and I can't do anything about it. It's just that Your Highness has a limited lifespan, and now his life is reduced by 20 years. I'm afraid it won't last more than two years."

"In this way, I'm afraid the old man will become a sinner through the ages." He stroked his beard and sighed.

She raised her eyes and smiled: "The national teacher is relieved, I have already made arrangements."

She stared at the young man with confinement eyes, and said, "I once created an elite team. After my death, they will protect this country for a hundred years."

"As long as the foundation of the country remains unchanged..." She looked at the old man with white beard and hair in front of her with a smile, "As for the master of the country, why should the national teacher care about it?"

Hearing this, the national teacher secretly sighed.

This Empress Highness, regardless of her temperament, character, or strategy, is a top talent.

This son is a genius, but, what a pity——

(End of this chapter)