The girl's true face was so pale.
Although she was smiling, the pain was almost self-evident.
Su Jingxing was shocked. He never expected her to have such a big reaction.
If the abnormal feeling in his body had not become more and more obvious, he would almost have wanted to hug Jiuer in his arms.
Jiu'er naturally noticed Su Jingxing's abnormality, and smiled with narrowed eyes, "Su Jingxing, you don't have to be so surprised. The people of Cangyu were right to scold me. I am really a witch. So it's normal to give some drugs to the men I like."
"You can't resist. I'm not ugly anyway, and I've never slept with other men. I'm here for free, so you're not losing out."
"If you really can't accept it, just close your eyes. Or I can give you some medicine and make you pass out. You sleep, and when you wake up, I can make sure you don't remember anything."
Seeing the girl, who looked as fragile as glass, saying such shocking words in a serious manner, Su Jingxing's pupils trembled slightly.
"Murong Jiu, is this what you want?"
Jiuer lay on top of him condescendingly and said seriously, "Not really, but even if I can't get your heart, isn't it good to get your body?"
Although her illness required his physical and mental healing, otherwise she wouldn't have played with him so slowly.
But given the current situation, we can’t wait any longer.
Then just get yourself pregnant first, just in case it works, you have to give it a try, right?
Su Jingxing was so stimulated by her self-righteous tone that he slowly closed his eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, there was a complexity and obscurity inside that Jiuer could not understand.
"Murong Jiu, what would you do if someone treated you like this?"
Jiuer tilted her head, "I will kill him."
Then he smiled innocently at Su Jingxing, "You want me to put myself in your shoes? No problem, Su Jingxing. If you can kill me afterwards, just do it."
Su Jingxing was a man with a deep and mysterious mind, and he almost vomited blood because of Jiuer's sincere and unintentional tone.
Because he was so sensitive, he understood instantly that the person in front of him still didn't understand what joy was.
In other words, the person she cares about deep down is not him.
Once again realizing this problem very clearly, Su Jingxing just felt cold in his heart.
It's colder than ever before.
Jiuer, who was originally planning to use force to see if Su Jingxing's body could relieve her own pain, unexpectedly met the eyes of the man under her.
A cold, indifferent, and arrogant look.
It was as if she was a dead person whom she did not know.
Jiuer's hand paused, and she suddenly felt bored.
I feel like I have no taste and no manners.
She took a deep breath secretly, suppressing the increasingly torturous pain in her body, and kept her face expressionless.
He stood up calmly and said, "Never mind. A forced melon is not sweet. I'm leaving now. The poison in your body will automatically dissipate in half an hour."
When Jiuer stood up and walked out, the physical torture made her even her terrifyingly strong willpower unable to withstand the swaying she experienced a few times.
However, he soon disappeared from Su Jingxing's sight.
Soon, the Goddess of Wu Hai came in.
Of course, it had been less than half an hour when the Goddess of Wu Hai came in, but Su Jingxing, who had been poisoned before, now showed no signs of poisoning.
How could a person like Su Jingxing not have some "panacea" for detoxification?
The Goddess of Wuhai glanced at Su Jingxing and said with a smile, "I saw Miss Duan leaving the mansion from a distance earlier, and she seemed to be a little strange. Master Su should be happy, why do you look like this?"
Su Jingxing did not answer, and the Wuhai Goddess continued, "Miss Duan's abnormal behavior and reaction, doesn't it mean that she cares about Master Su in her heart?"
She is not the kind of woman who puts love above everything else. She and Su Jingxing have been partners from the beginning to the end.
She simply took advantage of the situation when it came to the arranged marriage, and she also took the initiative to tell Su Jingxing how much he cared about Duan Ajiu and the problem in Su Jingxing's heart, and took the initiative to suggest that she could help Su Jingxing try out Duan Ajiu.
Help him and let Duan Ajiu see his own heart clearly.
After all, isn’t it Duan Ajiu’s sincerity that Su Jingxing cares about?
Although Su Jingxing didn't say it, the Goddess of Wu Hai could clearly see that this man could not tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes.
Duan Ajiu's attitude towards Duan Rong made a man like Su Jingxing, who was always calm and rational, agree with her suggestion.
Acting brings out Duan Ajiu's true heart.
So, we started acting early this morning.
So far, so good, isn’t it?
The Goddess Wu Hai was really confused.
After all, she didn't have the hobby of eavesdropping on such things.
After Jiuer left the Su Mansion, she couldn't hold back any longer and almost fell down after she staggered.
But before falling down, he suddenly leaned against the wall next to him.
Then Jiuer slapped herself in disgust!
It is shameful to slap myself, and it is also shameful to slap myself for giving up my only hope of survival!
Her skin was so tender to begin with, and when it was twitched, five bright red finger marks appeared on her pale face.
Jiuer has never despised herself since she was a child, even when things were difficult.
Never gave up passively.
But at this moment, she didn't know why she was so abnormal, and an endless feeling of discomfort and suffocation overwhelmed her.
She suddenly felt so tired, so tired...
Just when Jiuer was about to slap herself again.
The raised hand was grabbed fiercely.
The street was bustling, and in the boiling noise, Jiuer looked up and saw a familiar, dazzling red in front of her.
Dressed in red and with long black hair.
In those passionate and charming eyes, there is no blade but blood!
The cuttings felt like needles pricking Jiuer.
"Murong Jiu, is this how you treat yourself? Just for a man, is this how you treat yourself?"
The corners of his eyes were raised, but his gaze was as fierce as a knife, "You are really promising!"
Jiu'er was now in pain all over her body, feeling uncomfortable and irritable. She smiled softly when she heard this, "Duan Rong, even if my father and master have done you any favors, you have to endure these days."
"Do you think I did this because of these?" the man in red almost gritted his teeth.
Jiu Er asked back, "Isn't it? Otherwise, why else could it be for no reason? Hmm..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiuer couldn't help but cry out because of another wave of pain in her body.
"Murong Jiu!"
Duan Rong let go of Jiuer's hand, with an expression of great shock and pain in his eyes, and almost instantly he hugged her in his arms.
Jiuer didn't notice that the pedestrians not far from the corner were taken away and cleared away in an instant.
Lying in Duan Rong's arms, Jiu'er forced a smile, "Perhaps my life has really come to an end. If I die, could you please send my ashes back to Dajing?"
"What are you talking about?"
"It means exactly what it says. Duan Rong, I should be dying soon." Jiuer had difficulty laughing.
"For Su Jingxing, you're going to die?" Duan Rong really wanted to crush the person in his arms, but he couldn't bear it.
How could she do it again and again.
Doing this to herself over and over again!
Jiuer wanted to say something, but the pain was so severe that her body spasmed uncontrollably.
The blood color on Duan Rong's face disappeared completely in an instant.
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