After taking the medicine, Aoqian was weak for a while, but then his energy recovered considerably.
He looked at Song Xiwei with pitiful eyes, his red eyes accusing her of her rough behavior in forcing him to take the medicine.
Song Xiwei was still angry. She glared at him and said without letting up, "If I had really abandoned you and run away, you would have been sent back to Chidu and whipped to death by now! You were clearly about to die, and you still wouldn't stop. You even poisoned yourself. Is that fun? You have so much cunning, why did you use it on something like this?"
Ao Qian lowered his eyes and said somewhat timidly, "I thought... my body could still hold up..."
Song Xiwei retorted, "You thought your plan—poisoning yourself, using Yuan Qi's identity, and then using this poisoned body to trick the Dragon Bone Branch Master into sending you to Ze Lin so you could perish together with him—was perfect! Too bad, your crippled body isn't up to the task at all!"
Aoqian did not refute her, but said weakly, "I...I know, I was rash."
I wonder if Aoqian really found out this time.
Because of his repeated misdeeds, Song Xiwei no longer trusts him as much.
Although he had a lot of complaints about Aoqian, he had after all narrowly escaped death, so he couldn't really hold a grudge against him now.
It was necessary to explain the seriousness of the matter to Aoqian. Song Xiwei reached out and lifted Aoqian's chin, emphasizing to him seriously, "Although you took the antidote, you were too hasty. You actually used such a potent poison when your body was so severely depleted. The remaining poison is extremely difficult to clear. If this remaining poison continues to stay in your body, you will definitely not live for more than three days!"
Aoqian's eyes were calm and expressionless, as if he no longer cared about life or death.
Song Xiwei provoked him, "Now you seem to accept your fate? You haven't avenged your parents' blood feud, and you don't care about any of that now?"
Aoqian's lips tightened even more, and his eyes reddened.
Aoqian's appearance makes people want to bully him.
Song Xiwei suppressed her wicked thoughts and said with a stiff face, "Alright, there's no point in lecturing you like this. Take off your clothes, turn your back, lie down, and I'll scrape the poison out for you."
Aoqian's expression remained calm throughout, but when he heard Song Xiwei ask him to undress, his eyes flickered, as if he was considering how to refuse her suggestion.
Seeing that he didn't make a move, Song Xiwei reached out and pulled at his belt.
Aoqian's face suddenly turned red to his ears, "Song Xiwei!"
"Young Master, if you want to save your life, behave yourself!" Song Xiwei pulled hard, and Aoqian's clothes came to fall apart.
Aoqian's uneasy hand began to pick at her nails again. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Song Xiwei pick up the cotton belt that Aoqian had torn off, unfold it, and tie it around Aoqian's head, then blindfold herself.
Aoqian was stunned.
Song Xiwei couldn't see Aoqian's expression. When she reached out to touch him, Aoqian had his head up facing her, and she unexpectedly touched his cheek.
The skin beneath his fingers wasn't Aoqian's face, but a disguised mask.
Perhaps because her eyes were covered, she didn't feel embarrassed at all.
Because she was solely focused on detoxifying and saving lives, without any other distractions, her method of scraping away the poison was incredibly smooth and fluid when applied to Aoqian's shoulders, neck, and back.
In contrast, Aoqian, the person involved, was not so indifferent at all.
From the moment her hand touched him, the blush on Aoqian's ears never faded.
The hand gripping the pants almost tore a hole in them.
Of course, Song Xiwei, who was blindfolded, could not see any of this.
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