The poisonous concubine can't be provoked

Qi Beihan's face was calm. He had smelled the smell of rust in the air: "Lan Yiqing, stretch out your right hand hidden behind you."

Qi Beihan usually calls her Yiqing. When he is in a good mood, he will also call her Qingbao. In this way, he can count the number of times that people with surnames call with one palm. It can be seen that he is really angry.

LAN Yiqing had to put out her hand reluctantly. The blood on her wrist had dyed the bandage red.

Qi Beihan's eyes turned red when he removed the bandage. He kept taking out a thousand gold ointment from the storage bag and carefully applied it to the wound for fear of hurting LAN Yiqing.

LAN Yiqing didn't refuse either. She knew that if Qi Beihan found the wound, it would be such a reaction, so she didn't want Qi Beihan to know.

Seeing Qi Beihan's look of more heartache than himself, LAN Yiqing couldn't help but soften her eyebrows and eyes: "it's okay, it doesn't hurt at all."

"Why doesn't it hurt? The wound is green around. It's obviously a sign of poisoning. He fooled around because he was a little angry. Why didn't he bite off your hand? It also makes you have a long memory." Qi Beihan glanced coldly, LAN Yiqing silently retracted her neck and didn't dare to speak.

LAN Yiqing touched her nose and felt a little embarrassed: "I didn't know it would be poisonous! If I knew, I would deal with it on the spot. Really, I swear."

"Nonsense." Qi Beihan disliked LAN Yiqing's words and stuffed a round thing into her mouth. His fingertips touched the tip of LAN Yiqing's tongue. Qi Beihan withdrew his hand expressionless, but his ears were quietly red.

LAN Yiqing's mouth is sweet, and she thinks blankly: did Qi Beihan fill me with a sugar just now?

I have to say that Qi Beihan's antidote pill was very useful. After a while, the purple around the wound faded and the poison was forced out of the body.

Qi Beihan casually said while bandaging LAN Yiqing: "do you want to kill that gluttonous descendant first, so as not to fall into the hands of others and cause trouble again in the future."

LAN Yiqing jumped up nervously as soon as she heard it, and the bandage spread all over the ground: "no! You can't kill him!"

Qi Beihan looked at LAN Yiqing's eyes: "you have to decide, otherwise more people will be injured in the future."

"No, Fengmo is my only disciple. I won't kill him. I will cure him." Lan Yiqing's attitude is very firm.

Qi Beihan looked at LAN Yiqing for a long time, and finally sighed: "I'm really defeated by you. You have to take good care of yourself to take care of the wind. Sit down quickly. I have to dress up again."

"Oh." Lan Yiqing obediently sat down and watched Qi Beihan tie up the bandage.

She thought to herself: no matter what, I will cure the end of the wind.

"Since you don't want to kill Fengmo, we have to watch him and don't let him go out to hurt people." Qi Beihan looked at LAN Yiqing with a persistent face and gave up the idea of persuading her to kill Fengmo.

"I won't give up the end of the wind easily. He is still such a small child and hasn't had a good experience of life. We can't forcibly deprive him of his right to live." Lan Yiqing said sadly.

Seeing LAN Yiqing immersed in a sad atmosphere, Qi Beihan quickly comforted: "I'm also worried that he will be completely crazy and hurt more people in the future. After all, he's out of his mind now and doesn't know what he's doing."

Although she knew that Qi Beihan was right, LAN Yiqing still wanted to try again. She believed that she would find a way to cure the end of the wind. It was only a matter of time.