Spicy Wife's Reborn World

Xiao su'er nestled in the sofa and discussed the style of the invitation with Bo qing'ang. Bo qing'ang insisted on writing by hand. Xiao su'er looked at him strangely, "no! Now it's all electronic invitations sent to the circle of friends. Everyone can see it, and your bo Shao wedding doesn't need your handwriting?"

"Of course. You have to sign a contract by hand, not to mention our wedding. It's a ceremony and you have to write by hand."

"But look at the names on this list. When you finish writing, your hands will be useless!" Xiao su'er picked up an invitation list and wrote down the names of hundreds of people.

According to this list, it is estimated that their wedding scheduled for a week will be postponed to next month.

"Not all I have to write. There are few people who are qualified to receive the invitation I wrote myself." Bo QinGang said with a long hand, picked up the pen next to him and signed several names on the list. Xiao su'er looked down and saw that they were all elders of a prestigious first-class family.

"Well, I think the style of the invitation is white. It's dignified and grand. What do you think?" Xiao su'er picked up one of the several invitation forms sent by the wedding company and put it in front of her.

"If you like it, I'll start writing invitations right away and send them to everyone's homes tomorrow. Our wedding will be held as usual next week, first in Chinese style and then in western style."

Bo QinGang sat up and immediately began to write the invitation with pen and paper. Every stroke condensed his deep affection for Xiao su'er. Their names were printed on the invitation vigorously.

The names of the two people were printed in the white sunny sky. It seemed that the meaning changed in an instant. It was not just the name, but a promise. Xiao su'er reached out and touched the written invitation, and the smile on the corners of her mouth became deeper and deeper.

"Sister! I brought you your wedding dress." Xiao Yuhan came from outside the gate. The voice spread all the way into the house. Xiao su'er looked up and saw several people behind him, holding large and small brocade boxes in his hands.

Several people came into the house, put several brocade boxes on the sofa and tea table, opened the brocade box, there were fengguanxia pHi in it, and there were three boxes for jewelry alone.

"Sister, you go in and have a try! It was rushed out overnight, but it can still ensure the quality. It is absolutely exquisite! The embroidery covered by Xia was embroidered by many workers without sleep for several days." Xiao Yuhan picked up the red wedding gown.

Xiao su'er looked at the colorful wedding gown and couldn't restrain her excitement. She stepped forward and took the robe, "OK, I'll change it right away."

Standing in front of the mirror, she was in a trance. Looking at herself in the mirror, she had deep doubts. It turned out that she could also be a dazzling bride! Wearing this red cheongsam seems more impulsive than wearing a white wedding dress.

Bo QinGang hugged her from behind. "Su'er, you are so beautiful. I knew I should have married you ten years ago. There are so many misunderstandings."

"It's all said. Don't mention the things of that year. Go and change it. Let me have a look." Xiao su'er looked at him and smiled brightly.

Bo QinGang turned around, picked up his wedding gown, put it on and stood next to Xiao su'er. Xiao Yuhan was stunned by their appearance. How much they looked like people coming out of the picture, immortal couple!

Xiao su'er looked at the mirror and nodded with satisfaction. When she was about to say words of praise, she felt a sharp pain in her heart and came again! The poison of cold ice that afflicts her is always fierce when she is most happy or sad. Her mood affects the attack of the poison.

"Ah!" Xiao su'er covered her chest and squatted down. Her bright red wedding gown fell to the ground. Although it was spotless, she still felt distressed and tightened it.

"Leave your clothes alone. I'll get you an antidote." Bo QinGang picked her up from the ground and put her on the sofa. In a hurry, he turned around and wanted to bleed for medicine, but Xiao su'er grabbed him.

"Let your brother go. You're here with me. I want to look at you." Xiao su'er clenched his hand and seemed to be able to draw courage from his body to fight the poison.

Xiao Yuhan didn't know that the antidote Bo QinGang was going to get was his blood. He urged with Xiao su'er, "yes, my brother-in-law told me where to get the medicine? The kitchen? Is it in the fridge or the pharmacy? Tell me, I'll get it."

"I......" Bo QinGang was embarrassed and squeezed Xiao su'er's hand to comfort her. "I'd better go myself! The dosage of that medicine is very particular. A little more may have side effects on you. It will not only not detoxify but also hurt your body. You let your brother stay here with you. Can I come right away for a minute?"

"I don't want it. I just want you to accompany me. My brother is a doctor and a professor of traditional Chinese medicine. How can he not master the dosage? Ah!"

Xiao su'er said, feeling more painful. It seems that the whole body has begun to freeze, and the ice is slowly breaking.

She covered her chest, curled up in a ball, held Bo QinGang's hand and began to put it down slowly. Bo QinGang couldn't help it anymore. Although she was reluctant to give up, she still opened her hand and rushed into the kitchen.

There is medicine for Xiao su'er in the medicine jar every day. He skillfully picked up the medicine jar and poured it into the bowl. He opened his sleeve and slashed his arm. There are already many wounds there. Every time when his wound just healed, he cut again. There is a scar that can't heal completely.

Xiao Yuhan doesn't know why he doesn't want to say it. Is he still afraid to reveal the secret recipe to himself? Hurried to follow up the kitchen, but saw him dripping blood into the medicine bowl.

"Brother-in-law, what are you doing? Why do you put your blood in the bowl? You..." half of his words have been answered. Did he say that the antidote is his own blood? No wonder I didn't want to say it just now.

Bo QinGang didn't answer him, but after dripping blood into the medicine, he saw the bright red blood melt into the dark liquid medicine, and then ran out of the kitchen with a bowl.

"Su'er, drink the medicine quickly. Just drink it." Bo QinGang rushed to Xiao su'er and helped her up. He hurriedly fed the medicine to her mouth.

Xiao su'er gulped the medicine. She also depended on the effect of the medicine. Every time she drank it into her stomach, the pain and coldness all over her body would disappear in an instant.

The black liquid medicine flowed out of the corner of his mouth and scratched all the way to the neck, polluting her clothes.

After seeing that he had eased over, Bo QinGang held her tightly with a sigh of relief and muttered, "it's all right, it's all right."

Xiao Yuhan looked at the mixture of five flavors. Bo QinGang also had the poison of cold ice. When Xiao su'er's poison broke out, it can be relieved with his blood. What about him?