Yan Qingqiu said, "I'll go get the medicine you asked me to boil just now. You go see her first." After saying that, he turned and went to the pharmacy.

An Yan and the others had already entered the house, so the smell was not so strong now.

Beichen had already woken up. She looked like she was about to vomit, but couldn't vomit anything. She said, "I feel so bad. My stomach feels so bad."

"Just be patient, the medicine will be here soon. You can drink it and spit it out." An Yan gestured for her to relax a little, and ordered several servants to bring a spittoon and asked them to serve.

Bei Mo stared at Bei Chen's face and found that she indeed looked much better.

Beichen looked at the person in front of her. She didn't have the energy to curse at him now, so she thought it would be better to save her energy first.

After a while, Yan Qingqiu came over, followed by someone holding medicine in his hand. He said, "The medicine is ready. I added something else to it. You will be fine after drinking it."

Beichen's stomach was so full that she could not care less about anything else. She quickly drank the medicine in one gulp. Then she felt her stomach twisting again. She was in so much pain that she almost broke out in a cold sweat. She said, "Ouch, are you trying to kill me? It hurts so much, it hurts so much!"

Bei Mo couldn't bear it after all, so he asked An Yan, "What happened to her? Is it serious? Why is she in so much pain?"

"This is not our relationship. You should ask her about the things she ate. We are helping her dissolve them now. It will be a little painful. It's her own fault for eating so many things she shouldn't have eaten." Yan Qingqiu told him frankly.

Bei Mo was speechless after hearing what he said.

An Yan whispered, "Okay, stop talking and bring the other medicine. That's enough."

Yan Qingqiu nodded, turned around and left the house.

Suddenly, Beichen started to spit into the spittoon. All of it was black stuff, like ink. She spit out half of the spittoon. After that, she stopped crying out in pain and lay on the couch as if she had fainted.

An Yan took her wrist to feel her pulse, and then pierced her skin with a golden needle, then took it out and looked at it, and said to Bei Mo: "It's nothing serious. There is still some residual poison, it's okay."

Bei Mo felt relieved and said, "That's great. Thank you very much."

Beichen felt much more comfortable lying on the couch, and her eyes could see things more clearly. She looked sideways and found Li Rongsen standing beside the couch. She quickly grabbed his hand and asked, "Don't you like me? Why don't you want to stay in the North Courtyard? What's so good about West City? It's not as good as the scenery of our North Courtyard. I am the most beautiful scenery in the North Courtyard."

Li Rongsen quickly shook off her hand and took another step back.

Bei Mo stepped forward and said to Bei Chen, "Take care of yourself first and talk less."

"You bad guy, you want to use this to take away my position as the head of the family? Dream on. I will not let you succeed. Either let me die right now, or I will not let you be the head of the family." Beichen now had the energy to hate.

An Yan said, "Please say less. There is still some poison left." She threw a clean cotton handkerchief to her.

Beichen picked it up and wiped his mouth, then said, "It's just a slave. We usually send it back and forth, but why is it not the case with you?"

"He is not a slave." An Yan corrected her.

Beichen sneered and asked her, "If not a slave, then what is it? Is he your man?"

An Yan ignored her.

But Li Rongsen really wanted to hear An Yan say that he was her man, but unfortunately he didn't hear it.

Bei Mo signaled Bei Chen to speak less and said softly: "How can you, a girl, say such things? Besides, how do you know what feelings are?"

But Beichen looked down on him and said, "You've never met someone you like, and you still say I don't understand what love is. It's ridiculous."

Bei Mo turned away. He had never been able to reach an agreement with his sister. He tried to persuade her because he didn't want her to embarrass herself again. But since she refused to listen, he let her say whatever she wanted.

Beichen said to Li Rongsen: "Tell me, why don't you like me?"

"No reason." Li Rongsen answered her.

"That's because you are blind." Beichen said unconvinced, and pointed at An Yan, saying, "I am younger than her, which is my biggest advantage." "Those who are too young are not worthy of me." Li Rongsen refuted her coldly.

Beichen frowned. She had strength now. She added, "I can do a lot of things, but she may not be able to do them."

Li Rongsen ignored her and turned to leave the house.

Beichen shouted behind him: "Hey, your biggest function here is to warm the bed and fold the quilt. What have you achieved? Being a slave to a woman, are you still a man?"

Li Rongsen stopped walking, turned around and looked at Beichen who was half sitting on the couch, and asked her: "What did you just say? What is my greatest function here?"

"Beichen, stop talking nonsense!" Beimo reminded her, his tone more serious than ever before.

"Warming the bed and folding the quilt like a girl! No future!" Beichen repeated it word by word with gritted teeth. She thought he would be angry because he was a man and it could be seen that he was a man who attached great importance to face and dignity.

There was silence in the room.

An Yan didn't know what to say. She had never thought about it this way, but she felt it would be weird for her to come out and explain.

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Bei Mo felt embarrassed, and he said to Li Rongsen: "Please don't blame her, Mr. Li. She didn't mean it, she's still a child."

"I like it very much." Li Rongsen stared at Beichen and spoke word by word.

Beichen was so angry that he immediately threw the pillow on the couch at Li Rongsen.

Li Rongsen tilted his body, then turned and left the room, just in time to meet Yan Qingqiu face to face.

Yan Qingqiu was holding the medicine in his hand. He asked, "Why are you leaving? Where are you going?"

"Make the quilt and warm the bed." Li Rongsen said as he passed by him. He was very happy to hear this and was looking forward to doing this kind of thing.

Yan Qingqiu was confused. He carefully brought the medicine into the room and saw Beichen was furious, while An Yan and Bei Mo looked embarrassed. He said, "The medicine is here."

"I don't want to drink." Beichen lay down on the couch in anger. She was so angry that she thought she was many times stronger than An Yan. Why did Li Rongsen look down on her?

"If you don't drink, you will die." An Yan said calmly.

This shocked Bei Mo, and also made Bei Chen afraid. She didn't want to die. She slowly half sat up, looked at An Yan, and said, "Bring the medicine."

Yan Qingqiu didn't move, he still stood there.

Beichen shouted at him: "I asked you to bring the medicine."

"Who am I to you? You asked me to come here, so I came. A girl should have some manners. This is the North Courtyard, and this is my territory." Yan Qingqiu said to her coldly. He also couldn't stand her expression, as if he owed her something.

Beichen was furious. She put on her shoes and tried to leave, but found that she couldn't take a single step. Her legs felt as weak as cotton and she collapsed to the ground.

Bei Mo hurriedly went to help her up and said, "Can you please stop being so willful? You haven't recovered yet."

"An Yan, even if you saved me, I would not be grateful to you, never, and I would still compete with you for her." Beichen said to An Yan angrily.

An Yan turned around and looked at her, and said coldly: "Xicheng really shouldn't have a troublesome opponent like you. I also want to save myself the trouble, so I won't treat you. You can take care of yourself. Let this old man see you off." After saying that, he strode away.

Yan Qingqiu immediately followed An Yan and left with the original bowl of medicine in his hand.