"Antidote? No, Miss Li, let's talk this over. Please put down the scissors."

As He Yunxiao was speaking, he saw Li Qingmeng walking towards him and subconsciously took two steps back.

He Yunxiao certainly wouldn't be afraid if Li Qingmeng were holding the scissors herself. But the key issue is that she "realized" something. Changhe Palace is her territory. If she really wanted to do something with the scissors, she could just call three or five ninth-rank officials to restrain her, and she could actually accomplish it.

Meng Qingqian opened and closed the scissors, making a "snip, snip" sound.

Lustful, huh? You want to use my handkerchief to do bad things, huh? Fine, since that's the case, I'll make sure you never have to think about these things again.

He Yunxiao is very panicked.

He could have easily gambled on whether Li Qingmeng would dare to eunuch him. As the legitimate son and only son of the Marquis of Wuqing, eunuchizing him would be tantamount to extinguishing the Marquis's lineage—a matter of life and death. Even Meng Qingqian wouldn't dare do that; Li Qingmeng, a subordinate of the eldest princess, would likely not dare to even consider it.

But He Yunxiao dared not gamble. If anything happened to his good brother, then his entire life would have been wasted.

"Miss Li, please don't get agitated. I was just joking. It was just a joke, please don't take it seriously."

Meng Qingqian said coldly, "Now you know it was a joke? Didn't you know before? Were you deliberately teasing me?"

Things are different now. He Yunxiao fully utilizes his ability to bend and stretch, and his shamelessness. He said with a forced smile, "What are you saying, young lady? How could I, a mere playboy, dare to make a move on you?"

"You don't dare to make a move on me? Hmph." Meng Qingqian saw through He Yunxiao and sneered, "If you really don't dare to make a move, then give me back my handkerchief."

He Yunxiao said with a forced smile, "I really did pay it back, but you don't believe me, Miss."

Meng Qingqian said, "You're not stupid after all."

Then he turned around and sat back on the table, the scissors always on his lap, and took a sip of tea.

"It's cold." Meng Qingqian put down the tea and picked up the scissors to play with.

He Yunxiao seized the opportunity and said, "Miss, please untie the ropes for me, and I will make you some tea immediately."

I don't understand.

He Yunxiao: ...

Damn it, that stinky antidote, you win!

With his hands tied, He Yunxiao couldn't hold the teapot. He could only squat down, bite the teapot handle, pour a cup of tea for the antidote, and then put the teapot down.

Meng Qingqian picked up her teacup and took another sip.

He frowned and said, "It doesn't taste good."

He Yunxiao thought to himself: Damn it, this stinky antidote isn't over yet!

"What kind of tea would you like, young lady?" He Yunxiao continued, his tone flexible and adaptable.

"I don't want to drink tea."

"What does that girl want to do?"

Meng Qingqian waved the scissors, "I want to cut the useless branches on the tea tree."

He Yunxiao said with an awkward laugh, "All living things have their own way of living, so there's no need for you to worry about it, Miss."

"Really? I'm the kind of person who likes things to be orderly. Some branches are too prominent, and if I don't like them, I'll prune them."

Having driven for many years, He Yunxiao unconsciously stepped on the gas pedal again.

"How did you know that the branch was too prominent, young lady?"

Meng Qingqian was stunned for a moment, then her face flushed red, and she glared at He Yunxiao and said, "You lecherous scoundrel, how dare you say that!"

He Yunxiao quickly said, "Hey, hey, hold the scissors tight, don't swing them around, they're scary."

*Smack*

Meng Qingqian slammed the scissors on the table, her arms still wrapped around her chest, and said, "Now can we talk properly about the incriminating evidence?"

Seeing that Li Qingmeng seemed to be willing to let his brother go, He Yunxiao felt as if he had been granted a pardon and repeatedly said, "Yes, yes, what do you want to talk about?"

“My handkerchief is in your hands, and you must give me something in return, or a secret, a secret that is equivalent to the handkerchief.”

He Yunxiao subconsciously made a joke, "Just how important is the handkerchief?"

Meng Qingqian touched the scissors.

He Yunxiao stopped being cheeky and said, "I understand, I understand."

"It's good that you know. Take a moment to think about it, and then tell me."

This request really put He Yunxiao in a difficult position.

Tell the antidote something as important as your brother?

What could be more important than brothers?

neat?

Gu Qian

Given the wicked nature of the antidote girl, telling her that Chu Chu's existence would definitely bring endless trouble.

Nan Zhu's wife? Sister Du? Zi Ruo's wife? Sister Jiang?

After a moment's thought, He Yunxiao put away all the female characters who were his wives. They were all treasures, things that could not be "traded".

Besides that, what other leverage does he have that would satisfy the antidote?

After much deliberation, He Yunxiao realized that only the Soul-Devouring Pill remained.

She was making a perfect deal, trading the secret of the Soul-Devouring Pill for an antidote and a handkerchief.

He Yunxiao sighed and said, "Miss Li, I've made up my mind. This matter is of utmost importance, and you must not tell anyone else."

Meng Qingqian said, "Don't worry."

He Yunxiao said, "Untie the rope for me first."

Meng Qingqian: "Tell me the secret first."

He Yunxiao said first, "After I finish speaking, you will be willing to help me untie the ropes." After a pause, he walked to Li Qingmeng's side, leaned down, and whispered in her ear.

Li Qingmeng had a pleasant fragrance about her. Being so close, He Yunxiao's nostrils were filled with her scent. It was somewhat like a floral fragrance, but He Yunxiao couldn't quite place which flower it was. He only vaguely remembered smelling it somewhere before.

“Miss Li, I have taken the Soul-Devouring Pill, a special bell that can determine my life or death.”

Upon hearing He Yunxiao's words, Meng Qingqian's pupils dilated suddenly.

She turned to look at He Yunxiao, and the two were so close that their noses were almost touching.

Meng Qingqian, who usually dislikes men the most, didn't care about this at all. She got up, paced back and forth, went to the door to say a few words, and then came back.

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