Chapter 52 Chinese Medicine "Help... help me." [Kiss Chapter]...
In the evening, the servants of the county lady's mansion delivered the food to the side room.
Yin Zhiyi watched as the carved food box was opened, revealing the exquisite dishes inside, such as emerald shrimp dumplings, crab roe soup, almond cheese...
Just looking at it makes people drool.
There is also a pot of osmanthus wine next to it, which smells fragrant.
Yin Zhiyi's eyes were burning, but remembering the last time she got drunk, she decided to drink fewer glasses.
Suddenly, there was a noise outside.
Hua Cui's voice came from outside the room, and Yin Zhiyi got a headache when he heard it.
Hua Cui glanced at the osmanthus wine on the table, her eyes paused, and she said anxiously, "Master Yin, I don't know if it's because of the water evil before, but Her Highness feels stuffy in her chest, I want you to go over and take a look."
Yin Zhiyi thought that he had handled it carefully enough and there was no possibility that the water evil would not be cleared up.
It can only be an obvious excuse.
But she couldn't refuse.
"this……"
Without waiting for her to speak, Yan Shiman said, "Your Highness is in poor health, why don't I go with you to see him?"
Hua Cui refused: "No, Master Yan is a man, it is really inconvenient."
Yin Zhiyi saw Hua Cui's expression as if she would wait here forever if she didn't go, so she could only smile and said, "Okay, Aunt Hua Cui, go report first, I'll get some cinnabar talisman paper and come back."
Hua Cui nodded and left.
Yan Shiman stared at Yin Zhiyi with his dark eyes, and said after a moment: "Zhao Ran is not a good person, she has bad intentions towards you."
Yin Zhiyi was somewhat surprised to hear this.
She couldn't figure out what Yan Shiman was thinking.
During this period, except for the opportunity to have physical contact with Yan Shiman when she was applying medicine to him, she really had no legitimate reason at other times.
So much so that she could no longer hear his voice.
However, hearing what he said now, why does it feel like he knew Zhaoran before?
But it is not mentioned at all in the original book.
Seeing her surprise, Yan Shiman thought she didn't believe it and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
That’s right, I’ve been by her side for so long, but hasn’t she ever realized that I have ulterior motives? She always likes to protect him, and even though she knows clearly that he is an evil cultivator, she has never revealed the truth.
Not knowing what he was thinking of, Yan Shiman suddenly approached Yin Zhiyi.
The moment their fingertips touched, Yin Zhiyi heard the voice of his heart for the first time in a long time, and along with it came a bunch of muted words.
[I heard that the eldest princess doesn’t mind eating any meat or vegetables when she’s at ***… *P, *tools, ***… I just wonder if she’s already started thinking about *** when she looked at the young lady just now…]
Yan Shiman was very satisfied with the confusion on her face. He straightened the crooked hairpin in Yin Zhiyi's hair with an innocent tone: "Miss, your hairpin is crooked."
"ah?"
Yin Zhiyi was not unfamiliar with Yan Shiman's thoughts. She knew what kind of person Zhaoran was, but how did he know?
The two of them were very close to each other, and before she could think about it, her eyes fell on his thin lips that opened and closed. The light pink color was inexplicably alluring.
When Yin Zhiyi smelled the medicinal fragrance on him, he had an inappropriate thought in his mind: Has he not changed the medicine today?
Yan Shiman's eyes flickered, and he smiled and said, "Miss, is there something on my face?"
The young man had a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, and he looked at the dog with deep affection. Coupled with that smile, he was really alluring.
Yin Zhiyi was obsessed with wanting to touch it.
When she stretched out her hand halfway, she was startled when she met the boy's half-smiley eyes.
He quickly took a step back.
"That... there's nothing..."
When people are embarrassed, they always appear busy. Yin Zhiyi hurriedly picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip.
When she finished drinking, Yan Shiman's eyes flashed with a faint light, and he said, "Miss, you are drinking from my wine cup."
It’s true. The busier you are, the more mistakes you make.
"I... ahem, I'm going to go see the princess first."
Yan Shiman looked at her panicked expression and smiled.
Yin Zhiyi seemed to suddenly think of something, and turned back to remind him: "Remember to change the medicine after dinner!"
"……good."
When Yan Shiman heard this, his face stiffened slightly, but his expression changed very naturally and Yin Zhiyi did not notice.
He watched the figure disappear with his deep eyes.
The puppet's self-healing ability is very strong. Except for the first day, he did not apply any medicine afterwards. After all, the healing ability of those medicines is not as good as his own blood. He did not expect that Yin Zhiyi actually remembered it.
Yan Shiman stroked the wine glass with his fingertips, not knowing what he was thinking. Finally, his eyes stopped on the faint lip balm mark.
In a moment, his Adam's apple rolled and he drank the rest of the wine in the glass.
But the strange thing is that in addition to the mellow aroma of osmanthus wine, the wine in the cup also has a strange taste.
Yan Shiman's eyes suddenly changed.
He is very familiar with this thing.
Looking at the direction where Yin Zhiyi left, there was suddenly a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
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There was no trace of Zhao Ran in the room. Hua Cui said that the eldest princess was changing clothes in the inner room and asked her to wait outside first.
Yin Zhiyi touched her forehead, it was so hot, and she always felt her mouth was dry.
Just now she originally wanted to drink some tea to suppress the strange feeling in her heart.
But I didn't expect to forget that there was wine on the table.
But even so, Yin Zhiyi felt that something was amiss. Could the wine he drank just now have such a strong aftereffect?
The weaker her body became, the more obvious the heat in her body became.
Is there something wrong with the wine?
She turned around and was about to leave, but unexpectedly, the door to the inner room opened at this moment.
Zhaoran walked out gracefully in a red dress. Her long hair fell directly on her shoulders, misty with moisture. There was a hint of charm in her eyes, as if she had just finished a bath.
She saw Yin Zhiyi in the room at a glance, and when her eyes fell on the blush on her cheeks, her brows frowned slightly.
"Have you been drinking?" Zhaoran narrowed his eyes slightly.
Yin Zhiyi could feel her consciousness gradually blurring out. It was so hot that she reached out to grab her collar. Suddenly, alarm bells went off in her heart: "Your Highness, I have something else to do..."
Having said that, he walked out quickly.
Zhaoran sneered, took a few steps forward, and held Yin Zhiyi's shoulders.
Yin Zhiyi was dissatisfied with being imprisoned, and almost subconsciously struggled to break free. It was clearly a scolding, but the moment he said it, the meaning changed: "Let go, Your Highness... Hmm~"
The tone is soft and doesn't seem to be aggressive at all.
Even if Yin Zhiyi's consciousness was confused, she realized that something was wrong with her. It was obvious that she had been drugged. She bit her lower lip and was determined not to make such shameful gasps again.
Zhao Ran raised his eyebrows and chuckled pleasantly.
Her eyes traced Yin Zhiyi's face inch by inch, with a bit more burning in her eyes. She suddenly felt that even if Yin Zhiyi didn't see this scene today, she didn't seem to be at a disadvantage.
She put her hands around Yin Zhiyi's waist, her breath close to her: "Do you know? The drug you were poisoned with is the strongest Spring Powder. If you can't find the antidote within an hour, you will die."
Yin Zhiyi almost bit her lower lip until it bled before she could suppress the gasps that were about to escape from her mouth.
No way? The strong medicine in the original book that could power three horses appeared so early? And gave it to her?
She could feel the hand on her waist teasing her, and she really couldn't stand it if it continued.
Zhao Ran lifted her chin and said, "Please ask me, and I will help you."
"Not only can I help you with the antidote, I can also make you feel comfortable."
Yin Zhiyi:? This is a bit bold.
Feeling Zhaoran's intention to drag her into the inner room, Yin Zhiyi exerted force suddenly.
Zhaoran didn't expect that she would still have so much strength after being drugged. He was not careful for a moment and actually allowed someone to break free from her grip.
"Go away, don't touch me!"
Yin Zhiyi didn't know where the strength came from, and his tone was full of disgust towards Zhaoran.
It was true that she wanted to use Zhao Ran, but she never thought about sacrificing herself. Moreover, it was the original owner who suggested that Zhao Ran drug the villain. Unexpectedly, even though the person who made the suggestion was gone, the plot of drugging was still there, and it was done even earlier.
She leaned towards the door, her hand tightly holding a thunder talisman in her sleeve.
There were maids and guards outside the door. Yin Zhiyi pinched herself hard and barely stayed conscious. She watched Zhaoran approaching.
One step, two steps, three steps...
She didn't want to make too much noise, otherwise it would be troublesome.
Sudden--
The door was slammed with a loud bang and collapsed.
When Yin Zhiyi saw the person coming, he almost subconsciously moved over.
Yan Shiman caught the person who fell into his arms without hesitation. The hot and burning body was as soft as a ball of cotton.
Seeing her half-open collar, his sinister eyes fell on Zhaoran like a knife.
Yin Zhiyi felt the coolness on Yan Shiman's body, and suddenly felt at ease. He couldn't help but rub against him.
When Zhao Ran saw Yan Shiman, his expression suddenly changed: "You don't have Chinese medicine?!"
"Someone come! Someone come!"
She was so angry that she almost gritted her teeth.
Yan Shiman chuckled. Originally, he didn't plan to use puppet threads in the short term, but now he wanted to teach this person a lesson and let her know that not everything can be touched.
A cloud of black mist rose from his hand, and with an obviously horrified look on his face, the black mist turned into thin black lines and penetrated into her skin.
“Aaaaaaah!”
The painful groan instantly resounded throughout the courtyard.
The candlelight in the house was blown out by the wind, and there was dead silence.
Zhaoran almost collapsed to the ground in pain. The puppet technique Yan Shiman used this time was different from the one he used on Ye Lianqing before. The puppet threads just now were entangled on every inch of Zhaoran's skin, almost tearing her skin apart.
The pain became so severe that her pupils began to dilate.
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When the oil lamp was lit, Yan Shiman had already placed Yin Zhiyi on the bed in an inn.
His face was extremely pale. He touched the donated blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth without caring, took out the knife and pointed it at his palm.
No one knows that his blood has the power to cure all kinds of poisons.
This was the result of that man's repeated tempering with all kinds of poisons. After all, he said that his apprentice must have the strongest willpower.
The drug took effect on Yin Zhiyi and she clung to him unconsciously. Yan Shiman held her wrist with one hand.
"Don't move." His voice was a little hoarse.
Although this medicine was useless to him, he was a normal adult male after all. Yin Zhiyi kept rubbing against him in his arms, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry.
Yin Zhiyi, who is a Chinese medicine practitioner, was not as cunning as usual. Instead, she looked more charming. With spring water in her eyes, she kept staring at Yan Shiman's face.
Yan Shiman didn't think anything of it at first, until Yin Zhiyi looked at him and started kissing and nibbling on his face.
His body froze instantly.
She held his lips and sucked continuously, as if wanting to get more. It was a very strange feeling. The warm sucking made his brain freeze instantly. The dagger slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a clang.
Yin Zhiyi held his face with her fingertips, which were hot from the effects of the medicine, and kissed him awkwardly but eagerly.
"Help……"
Yan Shiman’s eyes suddenly darkened.
The next second, he pressed her back on the edge of the bed and kissed her back fiercely. This kiss was aggressive, as if he wanted to eat Yin Zhiyi whole. Her lips and teeth were pried open by the tip of his tongue. Yin Zhiyi was suffocated by the kiss. She whimpered and grabbed Yan Shiman's clothes tightly, trying to end the kiss.
Yan Shiman didn't give her any chance to escape. He slid his hand down Yin Zhiyi's waistline, lifted her up and pressed her against the edge of the bed.
Yan Shiman let go only after they kissed until their breathing became mixed.
The skin on Yin Zhiyi's mouth was bitten, and the unsystematic kissing skills made her unconscious, but she couldn't help but complain: "Hiss, it hurts."
Yan Shiman cut his palm and pressed the bleeding wound against her lips. The blood dripped onto her lips, staining them a bright red.
He bent down and wanted to kiss her.
Yin Zhiyi turned her head away. In her confused consciousness, she felt her face was wet and a fishy smell spread in her nostrils.
The heat in the body began to dissipate gradually.
She almost subconsciously felt that it was Laicai who was licking her.
"Stop licking."
Yan Shi's eyes were dark and he forcefully turned her face over and kissed her carefully: "Miss, I'm just asking for the reward I deserve."
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