Sure enough, this man is still the same as before, unable to spit out ivory from a dog's mouth.

Yin Buqi ignored him and just leaned in Jiang Niannian's arms with his eyes closed, looking very weak.

It seemed as if even a gust of wind would hurt him.

Shen Yu reached out and pressed on his wrist.

He was silent for a moment and looked at him.

This pulse... is not far from death... Bullshit! He has never seen such a strong pulse!

Shen Yu: "You..."

Yin Buqi stretched out his hand and covered his lips: "Cough, cough." Another cough.

Shen Yu: “…” Your grandfather’s.

Shen Yu had a stern face and quickly bandaged Yin Buqi's wound. He also prescribed some medicine for him to take back.

During this time, Tang Murou kept crying, while Tang Xuanye and Jie Jiao tried to accommodate her in various ways. Jiang Niannian didn't want to stay any longer, so she left with Yin Buqi.

Fortunately, the poison was not very tricky. Shen Yu detoxified Tang Murou and asked the other two to step aside temporarily so that he could talk to her alone.

Tang Murou spoke tenderly: "Thank you so much, Saint Lord, for today..."

Shen Yu just looked at him and sneered: "Ms. Tang, why did you apply poison to the wound and let others wrongly accuse you?"

Tang Murou shuddered, bit her lip and said, "What is Saint Lord talking about? Why can't Murou understand?"

"Don't try to make excuses. You were poisoned by the Soul Devouring Nail, but your hands were stained with poison. The poison on the wound didn't seem to be unintentional. It looked like it was applied by someone."

Tang Murou knew she couldn't keep it a secret any longer, so she gently pulled Shen Yu's sleeve with her soft and boneless hands, and said with tears in her eyes, "I've had dreams since I can remember. I didn't think anything of it at first, but later I found that all these dreams came true! Just a few days ago, I dreamed that one day in the future, the evil spirits would wake up completely, and the world would become purgatory. And Miss Jiang is the evil spirit! That's why I wanted to get rid of her and eliminate a hidden danger for the world."

She gained many benefits from predictive dreams when she was young.

She was originally an orphan. When she was five years old, she dreamed that Tang Xuanye would be injured in a hunting trip. She went to the place in her dream and saw Tang Xuanye who was injured and unconscious. She saved him and was taken home by him, and won his favor. Later, she met Jieyou, and the same thing happened.

"Why should I trust you?" Shen Yu shook off Tang Murou's hand. He didn't show it on his face, but he was already a little suspicious in his heart. In order to prevent the world from falling into panic, only the four major sects knew that the evil spirit had been born. How did Tang Murou know about it?

Tang Murou said, "I once dreamed that Miss Jiang helped the Saint King save a purple spirit body-shaping flower in the Medicine King Valley. Is this true?"

Shen Yu's face changed drastically: "What else do you know?!"

"The ability to predict dreams is limited, and Mu Rou doesn't know much..."

Shen Yu's expression was cold: "Really?"

"Really?" Tang Murou lowered her head and started crying again, but there was a cold look in her eyes.

The air around them grew a little colder. Shen Yu was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Don't make this public for now. I will also keep your poisoning and frame-up a secret for you."

"But Miss Jiang will..."

"That's enough!" Shen Yu interrupted her: "It's still uncertain whether the prophetic dream can come true. I don't want Nian Nian to fall into despair... Your brother is still waiting for you outside, you shouldn't stay any longer."

Shen Yu walked out quickly.

Tang Murou watched Shen Yu's departing back with tears in her eyes, then lowered her head, revealing her slender white neck, closed her eyes, and her tears flowed even more fiercely.

In the precognitive dream, Shen Yu originally liked her.

In fact, she was lying. She dreamed that the evil spirits would bring disaster to the human world in the future, but she did not dream who they would be... She just dreamed that one day in the future, Jiang Niannian would take away everything that originally belonged to her.

She had painstakingly planned all of this step by step, and she would not allow it! Jiang Niannian must die.

But what should she do?

…

On this side, as soon as Jiang Niannian returned to the yard, Meiqiu ran over with an unhappy look on his face and bumped her with his butt, as if blaming her for going out to play today and leaving him alone in the house.

Jiang Niannian patted its butt and said, "Go play, I have to cook." Then he smiled at Yin Buqi and said, "How about glutinous rice chicken tonight?"

Yin Buqi nodded: "I'm not picky about food. I like everything Nian Nian makes."

The glutinous rice chicken was marinated in advance. Jiang Niannian hollowed out the chicken's stomach and stuffed it with glutinous rice. Then she put it in a pot and steamed it. The glutinous rice inside had the aroma of chicken, soft, sweet and fragrant.

Jiang Niannian looked at the jar of red wine on the stove and felt a little greedy. She had been here for so many years, but had never tasted this otherworldly wine.

Then he brought out the glutinous rice chicken and the Nuerhong tea together.

Yin Buqi's eyes moved: "Nian Nian, do you want to drink?"

"Hmm. Let's taste it." Jiang Niannian opened the wine bottle, poured a glass, and took a sip: "It smells really good!"

She was not a wine lover, but the wine was mellow and delicious. She couldn't help but drink a few more sips. A faint blush slowly appeared on her fair face, and her red lips became moist. She ate two more mouthfuls of glutinous rice chicken, and saw Yin Buqi looking at her with sharp eyes, without moving his chopsticks, and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

Yin Buqi waved his wrapped hands and said, "Niannian, my hands hurt."

"Well, let me feed you then."

Yin Buqi lowered his head, his long black eyelashes trembling, and it was unclear what was in his eyes. He only responded with a "Yeah."

Jiang Niannian looked at the corner of her clothes that was being pulled by him and shook her head helplessly. Zizi was getting more and more attached to her.

After half a round of drinking, Jiang Niannian felt dizzy. She really didn't expect that the effect of drinking could be so strong.

Yin Buqi saw that Jiang Niannian's eyes were misty and she looked a little tipsy, and his red pupils dimmed. He thought that Niannian looked extremely delicious like this, like a pastry emitting an alluring sweet fragrance, waiting for people to taste it.

He followed the scent, walked over, and lay on Jiang Niannian's neck.

The tip of his nose rested there, and his thin red lips could not help but rub against her neck, whispering softly: "Nian Nian..."

"Hmm?" Jiang Niannian was still nervous and her thinking was a little slow.

"Niannian, you smell so good." As Yin Buqi spoke, a stream of hot air sprayed on Jiang Niannian's neck, making her feel numb. In an instant, that area of ​​skin turned pink.

Jiang Niannian subconsciously wanted to push him away, but this man held her neck tightly and refused to let go. His breathing became heavier and heavier, and she felt like a storm was about to come.