Walking up to Ruan Siyin, Song Yanzhuo took out a bottle of antidote pills and handed it to her.
"These are antidote pills. Take one every 15 minutes."
"Thank you, but aren't you afraid your master will be angry if you do this..." Ruan Siyin looked up, but her voice stopped abruptly when she saw Song Yanzhuo.
With a well-defined face, perfectly arched eyebrows, alluring and captivating peach blossom eyes, and long, slightly drooping eyelashes that seem to hold deep affection, a straight and delicate nose, perfectly pale pink lips, and fair skin, she is dressed in a flamboyant red outfit. Her ink-black hair is not tied up, with only a few strands pulled out from her temples and braided into a centipede pattern.
The hair was gathered at the back of her head and held in place with a golden hairpin, while a perfectly placed wisp of hair at her temples swayed gently in the wind.
Ruan Siyin's pupils constricted.
How could there be a man more beautiful than a woman? He doesn't possess even a fraction of a woman's femininity, and is even more beautiful than Luo Wuji. Unlike Luo Wuji's noble demeanor, this man exudes a sinister and ruthless aura, as if he could take a life with a mere flick of his wrist.
"She is not my master, she is my junior sister." A flash of disgust crossed Song Yanzhuo's eyes, but he stared at Ruan Siyin with a faint smile on his face.
Ruan Siyin was stunned for a moment, then her face turned pale. Could he have come to avenge his junior sister?
But when she met Song Yanzhuo's smiling eyes, she dismissed the idea.
Looking at Song Yanzhuo, he asked a seemingly random question: "Why did you save me?"
Song Yanzhuo said calmly, "The one who wants to save you is my junior sister."
"And what about you?" Ruan Siyin's voice was somewhat urgent, and she felt a sense of anticipation, but she didn't know what she was anticipating.
Song Yanzhuo smiled slightly: "Of course I want to save you too."
Ruan Siyin's eyes lit up, and she swallowed the pill.
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