His forbearance did not make Qu Li shut up.
She continued to mock him, "You think you are ambitious and that you can rule the world, but in fact, the bigger your vision is, the lower your self-esteem is!
You want to be the king of the world, and you want everyone in the world to be grateful to you! But have you ever thought that there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and that what you did to the emperor will sooner or later be known to everyone!
The veins on the high priest's forehead were throbbing and it seemed as if the blood vessels would burst at any time.
Qu Li sneered: "Look, you can't even bear this. What if everyone in the world knew about the dirty things you did? Wouldn't you go crazy?"
"you--"
The high priest felt as if something was constantly churning in his head, and the pain made his vision blurry.
He was as irritable as a trapped beast, violently overturning the books on a bookshelf.
Qu Li dodged nimbly and observed his reaction coldly, guessing that the poison she had given him in Dagan had taken effect again.
She curled her red lips slightly and smiled like a bright and flamboyant rose.
The high priest's eyes were crimson as he stared at her intently, "Is it you?"
Although it was a question, the tone was unusually firm.
Qu Li folded his arms, "If you want to reduce your own pain, then remove the Emperor's child poison as soon as possible!"
After saying that, she walked away.
The high priest's mind went blank for a moment. He stopped her and asked, "You knew this a long time ago?"
It was so painful that every word seemed to be ground out from between my teeth.
"Yes, I knew it a long time ago! Do you want to know when you were poisoned?"
The high priest's thoughts raced, "Is he doing something big?"
She was really amazing. She had poisoned him so early, but he hadn't discovered it yet.
"The longer you wait to treat this poison, the harder it will be to cure! Of course, if you consider yourself a master of poison, you can try it yourself!"
Her tone was light, as if she was discussing today's weather.
The high priest roared, and she dodged left and right like an agile little animal, kicked him again, and walked out of the Tibetan medicine pavilion with her back straight.
The Tibetan Medicine Pavilion is a forbidden area in the entire High Priest's Mansion, and no one dares to enter under normal circumstances.
Seeing Qu Li coming out, the guards who were guarding from afar did not dare to act rashly for a moment.
Qu Li raised her red lips and sneered contemptuously.
Hearing the continuous loud noise of bookshelves being overturned in the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion, the servants outside were afraid that something might happen to him, so they rushed in without caring whether this was a forbidden area or not.
"High Priest!"
The high priest felt that the blood in his body was churning and his head felt like it was about to explode.
His eyes were red as he grabbed the nearest guard and strangled him tightly.
The rest of the people were stunned by this sudden scene. They stood there in a daze, not daring to move forward.
“Crack, crack—”
The strangled throat continued to make a piercing sound, and everyone pleaded for mercy.
"High Priest, please calm down."
The high priest also wanted to calm down, but his head hurt too much.
With a whoosh, a silver needle shot towards the high priest.
The high priest's pupils narrowed, and he reached out to grab the silver needle that was shooting towards him.
“Get in here!”
Everyone was worried that they would become cannon fodder if they got close.
Magu suddenly appeared, her face full of worry.
"High Priest, please calm down."
"Did you shoot that silver needle just now?" The high priest's voice was as cold as ice.
Afeng stood beside Magu, his eyes full of vigilance.
Magu was about to move forward, but Afeng grabbed her wrist.
"Let go." Magu's voice was filled with displeasure.
"The high priest is clearly not calm right now. I can't stand by and watch you get into trouble."
"That's my business too!"
Everyone knew that Magu admired and worshipped the high priest.
It is also known to everyone that Afeng likes Magu, and he would secretly watch her and prepare gifts for her.
Just like now, Magu doesn't want anything to happen to the high priest, and Afeng also doesn't want anything to happen to Magu.
Magu had a cold face and looked at the high priest with eyes full of worry.
She seemed to be unable to see Afeng's nervousness, and brushed his hand away little by little, walking towards the high priest.
The high priest had a splitting headache and was completely furious.
"I'll go over there!" Afeng's tone did not allow for any negotiation.
"Don't worry, I won't let myself get hurt!"
Magu walked step by step to the high priest.
The high priest threw the dying guard aside, grabbed her shoulders with his powerful hands, and slapped Magu in the face with a "slap".
Her mouth tasted of rust, her cheeks felt burning, and her teeth were a little loose.
She didn't care about the pain, and pinched a silver needle in her fingers, and inserted it into the high priest's carotid artery accurately and quickly.
The stinging pain made the high priest's scattered pupils focus again, and in just a blink of an eye, anger swept over and burned his eyes red again.
Afeng had been paying close attention to the high priest's every move. Catching the murderous intent in his eyes, he tiptoed and rushed towards Magu.
The high priest was already furious, and the blood flow in his body accelerated. The drug quickly took effect. No matter how angry he was, everything went dark before his eyes and he fell backwards.
The hand that was holding Magu's shoulder loosened, and Magu broke free from the grip. Regardless of the pain of her shoulder blade being crushed, she held the high priest in her arms before he fell.
A Feng seemed to be under a spell of immobilization. He stared blankly at Magu, whose face was clearly filled with worry. His mouth felt bitter and astringent as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis.
He knew from the beginning that Magu worshipped the high priest. In her eyes, heart, and mind, the high priest was all on her mind. There was no place for him at all.
He had known it for a long time, but just looking at it, he still felt as if his heart was being dug out.
"What are you still doing standing there? Hurry up and help the high priest back to his room."
The guards came to their senses and hurriedly helped the high priest back.
Afeng took out the medicine he carried with him, and when Magu was about to follow, he grabbed her arm again.
"What are you doing?" Magu's gaze lingered on his hand for a moment.
"There's blood on your shoulder. Apply some medicine."
His eyes were filled with worry and restrained affection, and Magu was moved.
She even thought that if Afeng was the high priest, she would not blink an eye even if he asked her to die tomorrow.
Unfortunately, he is not.
Unfortunately, he is not the one in her heart.
"I'll apply the medicine myself later."
"Magu." Afeng hesitated to speak.
"Don't say anymore. After all, you're not the one in my heart. No matter what you do, I won't appreciate it."
After saying these cruel words, she walked away regardless of the pain in her shoulder.
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