If you come again after 12 hours, the poison will take effect again."
Seeing Qian Yeming still looking at her and unwilling to leave, Murong Xiao felt anxious and said, "You are the prince, it is easy for you to see me. There is no need to rush. Let's go!"
After saying that, Murong Xiao simply stretched out his hand to push Qian Yeming away, but he grabbed her wrist with his backhand.
"But I may not be on the same path as your father. In this case, are you still willing to help me?"
Although Murong Xiao had already explained it to him and made it impossible for him to disbelieve it on the surface, there were too many things about this woman that he couldn't understand or explain.
He really wanted to believe her, but the life he had lived on the edge of a knife for many years made it impossible for him to give her his trust.
Looking at Qian Yeming, Murong Xiao smiled slightly. She knew exactly what he was thinking.
He didn't trust her and didn't even dare to tell her that the poison in his body was put in by her father. But it didn't matter, she would spend her whole life to make him trust her slowly.
"I'm not his daughter. He doesn't have any daughters. The five daughters of the Murong family are all assassins he keeps in a secret room. Besides, I'm not just helping you, because I want Murong Qingyu and everyone in the Murong family to die without a burial place. If you and I share the same goal, we can form an alliance."
Murong Xiao's words struck Qian Yeming's heart like a hammer. If his heart wasn't strong enough, the information and shock this woman brought him tonight would have been too much for him to bear.
"Go quickly. Just remember what I said: Even if everyone in the world hurts you, I won't hurt you."
Without giving Qian Yeming time to digest the information, Murong smiled and said, "By the way, please help me take an important item out of the mansion and leave it with Master Zhiyuan at Wanshou Temple. Tell him to plant all these poisonous weeds in the dense forest and water each plant with three liters of water every morning and evening. I will go to Wanshou Temple later to teach him how to maintain them."
As Murong Xiao spoke, he moved the cabinet away, opened a few floorboards on the ground, took out the medicine he had stolen from the medicine garden in the evening, and instructed:
"It's full of poisonous plants I stole, the best in the world. I'm afraid Murong Qingyu will find out. Since you want to go out, please help me take them out. You don't understand poison, so don't touch it before giving it to Master Zhiyuan."
The Master Zhiyuan of Wanshou Temple that Murong Xiao mentioned was someone he was familiar with and had a special relationship with. And the top-secret forest she mentioned seemed to be known only to Zhiyuan, Zhishen, and him—not even his four subordinates.
Just as I was about to ask her how she knew Master Zhiyuan and how she knew about the dense forest, I heard someone coming up the stairs.
"Someone's coming, let's go quickly. Be careful when you go out, don't get discovered again."
"Miss, are you asleep?"
"What is it?"
"The servant has prepared a bath for you."
"Got it, I'll be right there."
Just as Murong Xiao was talking to the maid, Qian Yeming had already jumped out of the window and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
*****************Rebirth****************
In the solemn and magnificent meeting hall, a peculiarly shaped wheelchair looks extremely out of place.
In a wheelchair, a man covered in black clothes from head to toe sat on it. He was wrapped up like an airtight dumpling, which looked weird no matter how you looked at him in this summer weather.
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