Lu Mo took the portrait and wanted Fang Yanming to help find the person. Ye Qingqing prescribed medicine for Sang Liangjie to recuperate, but in order to teach her cousin with poor eyesight a lesson, she deliberately added some bitter herbs. He drank it twice a day, making Sang Liangjie suffer terribly.
Ye Qingqing inquired about the transference of vengeful spirits from Zhu Zi, but this guy was only proficient in poisons and knew nothing about this. However, he had already prepared Miao Tianxiang's antidote.
"Take one pill a day for seven consecutive days, and only at midnight each night," Zhu Zi instructed.
Ye Qingqing took the pills and casually asked, "If I don't take them at midnight, will the medicine be ineffective?"
"Won't."
Ye Qingqing was stunned for a moment, even more confused, "Then why did you specifically tell me to take it at midnight?"
"It has a sense of mystery."
Zhu Zi didn't even look up, her eyes fixed on the bottles and jars on the table. She was very impatient with Ye Qingqing's incessant questioning and waved her hand like she was herding a duck, "Go out and close the door behind you!"
Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes at him, pretending to be mysterious. She really couldn't understand how Ruan Yingzi could be so blind as to fall for this guy.
She called Miao Tianxiang, who was still staying at the Jinjiang Hotel with Ye Xunmei. Ye Qingqing rushed over and almost didn't recognize Miao Tianxiang when she first saw her. In less than a week, the once beautiful and charming Miao Tianxiang had turned into a withered flower.
Her hair was mostly white, her face was full of wrinkles, and she looked older than some ordinary women in their sixties. She even had age spots on the back of her hands, looking very old.
Ye Qingqing tried her best to hide her surprise and pretended to be very calm, but the shock she felt at that moment still made Miao Tianxiang feel very uncomfortable and her hatred for Yin Yu deepened. She made up her mind that even if she lost all her wealth, she would make sure that old ghost died a terrible death.
"A total of seven pills, one pill a day, without interruption."
Ye Qingqing handed over the antidote, and Miao Tianxiang couldn't wait to pour out a pill and swallow it without even drinking water. She hadn't left her room for the past few days, and Ye Xunmei brought her meals. She smashed everything that could reflect images, but the visible aging still made her feel like she was living a life worse than death.
"When will the antidote take effect?" Miao Tianxiang asked anxiously.
"Your appearance can be restored in seven days, but white hair cannot."
Miao Tianxiang breathed a sigh of relief. "White hair is fine, you can dye it. Qingqing, we owe you a lot this time."
"Aunt Xiang, don't be so polite. Yin Laogui is our common enemy. Helping you is helping myself. But you have to be more careful in the future. Sister Tianxiong killed Yin Laogui's apprentice, and he will definitely retaliate," Ye Qingqing reminded her.
Li Wuming, who had been silent until now, nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, that old ghost is more petty than a pinhead, he will definitely retaliate. I think we should stay home for a while!"
Good heavens! These past few days following that shrew have been exhausting for him. He's also been worried about being caught by that old devil. He's been living on tenterhooks, it's driving him crazy!
"Shut up!"
Miao Tianxiong glared at him fiercely, and Li Wuming obediently shut his mouth and hid in a corner to remain silent, afraid that Miao Tianxiong would stab him, just like he did to his fourth junior brother.
"I'll kill them one by one, or two by two. I'm not afraid at all." Miao Tianxiong said arrogantly. She was skilled and daring, and she didn't take Yin Yu's group seriously at all.
"The enemy is in the dark while we are in the light. I'm afraid that old ghost will use underhanded methods. Sister Tianxiong, you must be careful not to have any physical contact with strangers. Old ghost Yin's poison is very cunning and hard to guard against." Ye Qingqing dared not be careless.
Miao Tianxiong nodded, but it was unclear whether he had taken it to heart.
Ye Qingqing was about to take her leave when she saw Li Wuming huddled in the corner. A thought struck her, and she asked him about the transference of vengeful spirits. After hearing her words, Li Wuming's expression changed drastically. "Show me the portrait of that girl!"
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