Duke Jing's younger sister

Chapter 253 Antidote

In addition to the King of Medicine, there was also a teenager in his teens in the courtyard.

He was wearing light grey clothes and grinding medicine on the medicine mill in the yard.

The Medicine King called him over and said, "Shan Wu, go clean up the side hall and give these two guests a place to stay temporarily."

"Yes, Master." Shan Wu responded and retreated.

Since he had promised to treat her, the King of Medicine immediately took Jiang Li's pulse.

He stroked his snow-white beard with one hand and sneered, "He was poisoned by the Drunk Butterfly Orchid. The person who poisoned him is not very smart."

"Why do you say that, senior?" Shen Beiqi asked puzzledly, "Is it possible to cure this poison?"

"There is no poison in this world that I cannot cure!"

The Medicine King smiled confidently and put Jiang Li's hand back. "This Drunk Butterfly Orchid is hard to cure, but it is also easy to cure. However, you have to help her cure it."

Seeing Shen Beiqi frowning with doubt on his face, the Medicine King smiled and said, "This Drunk Butterfly Orchid is my Luo Zhu's most yang poison. To cure this poison, yin and yang must be combined, and they must complement and counteract each other."

"You only need to take another extremely yin poison, Qingfengyin, and combine it with its yin and yang, and use your internal force to flow through the blood of both of you, and both of you will be able to detoxify."

The Medicine King stroked his beard with a smile, and said meaningfully, "It's obvious at a glance that the person who poisoned me doesn't know much about my Luozhu's Droopy Orchid. In our Luozhu, this Droopy Orchid... is used as an aphrodisiac."

Shen Beiqi's eyebrows twitched slightly.

aphrodisiac!?

"Is Miao Yu really your disciple?" Shen Beiqi asked, "This poison is easy to cure, why did she say it's very powerful?"

Speaking of Miao Yu, the King of Medicine had a headache, "This poison is naturally easy for me to cure, but for her..." The King of Medicine replaced the next words with a sigh.

The King of Medicine also felt speechless.

He has accepted a hundred or eighty disciples, but none of them is as untalented as Miao Yu.

The key point is, if she doesn't have talent, she should just give up, but she refuses to do that.

The more setbacks you encounter, the braver you become; the braver you become, the more setbacks you encounter.

She is indeed stubborn, just like her grandfather who died on the battlefield, stubborn and unrepentant.

Miao Yu’s grandfather and Medicine King were not biological brothers, but they were from the same clan.

Shen Beiqi was speechless for a moment, and felt that the cloud of sorrow that had been hanging in his heart for many days had finally dissipated.

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

He was afraid that if even the King of Medicine couldn't cure A'li's poison, then he would be at the end of his rope.

The King of Medicine didn't know what he was thinking, he just felt that he had made a great deal.

A little breeze can bring about a great thing that benefits the country and the people.

He was afraid that Shen Beiqi would go back on his word, so he deliberately put on a stern face and said, "Sir Shen, as a man of three feet tall, you must keep your word and not go back on your word!"

"Don't worry, senior. I won't regret it."

Shen Beiqi looked at the girl lying in the rocking chair.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the flower stand, and dots of orange light fell on her like broken gold.

"Then when do we start detoxification?" he asked softly.

The Medicine King stood up and walked towards the alchemy room with his hands behind his back. "Young people are always impatient. I'll go get the medicine. Shan Wu, have you finished cleaning the room? If you're done, go to the backyard and heat up the steam room."

The so-called steam room is a two-story building that is not too big.

On the first floor there is a stove that is more than three times larger than the usual cooking stove.

On the stove, a large black iron pot was filled with water. Shan Wu threw a lot of herbs into the pot and then lit the fire.

As the medicinal soup boiled, steam flowed into the second floor through the gaps between the bamboos.

There was a bamboo couch on the second floor. Shen Beiqi placed Jiang Li on the cloak, touched the straps around her waist with his fingertips, and after a slight hesitation, gently pulled them open.

The room was gradually shrouded in layers of white mist. Shen Beiqi gently stroked her face with the back of his fingers, and as he spoke, his neck fell on her shoulder.

Then, take off her clothes.

In a trance, Jiang Li felt extremely hot all over.

It was as if she was thrown into a desert under the scorching sun. The hot sand burned every inch of her skin and made every pore of her body sweat.

She even felt that she was about to melt in the next moment.

The afterglow of the setting sun shrouded the small bamboo building.

The golden-red light penetrated through the cracks in the window lattice and fell into the house, where a wisp of mist was surging like flowing clouds.

Jiang Li opened her eyes in a trance.

The scene before my eyes is like smoke and fog, like a dream.

Her hands were pressed tightly against someone else's, with her fingers interlocked, and her palms were already wet and sticky.

She heard the man's heavy breathing in her ears and frowned slightly, feeling that the voice was extremely familiar.

It overlaps infinitely with that night of drizzling spring rain.

"Am I dreaming?" she whispered softly, or was she dead?

However, she felt that the former was more likely.

The young man locked his eyes on her, his beautiful peach blossom eyes sparkling with undisguised burning desire.

"Do you often have dreams like this?"

His voice was low and hoarse, just like the goblins described in the storybooks.

One sentence can make a person lose his mind.

The only difference is that he is a male demon, and she is a female mortal with nowhere to escape.

“Not often…”

Jiang Li raised the corner of her mouth and smiled slightly, "Occasionally, you would break into my dreams..."

Anyway, in a dream, there is no need to feel any burden and you can speak freely whatever you want.

Shen Beiqi's hand gently stroked her hot skin and caressed her slender waist.

His hot breath spread around her ears, and he asked softly, "What did I do in your dream?"

The air was thick with fog and everything before my eyes seemed so unreal.

However, she could feel his heartbeat with the palm of her hand, and every beat was so rapid and heavy.

Even the heat and sweat on his skin seemed so real that they seemed within reach.

When she felt something strange in her body, her fingertips tensed and she couldn't help biting her lower lip.

He panted and lowered his head to entwine his tongue with hers.

When she was having trouble breathing, he slowed down his pace and asked again, "Will I be like this in your dreams?"

"Um……"

She couldn't help but tremble, the ending of her voice trembled, and the tone was long, "You always... bully me."

He smiled in a very low voice, and did not feel disgusted about taking such a blame.

"Then you have to remember..."

"what?"

Her fingers were tightly clasped on his shoulders, and she could feel a burst of heat in her ears. He was kissing her.

From the ears to the collarbone, every part of the skin he touched felt like it was on fire, and the heat spread wildly.

She felt more and more that something was wrong. This dream was too real...

The body became soft, as if out of control, and perception reached its peak at this moment.

"This time..."

His breathing was rapid and heavy, like the sound of a war drum during a battle between two sides.

The drumsticks fell one after another, and the sound of the drums hit her eardrums, gradually pulling her chaotic consciousness back and making her clear-headed.

His voice sounded again, "Remember, this is not a dream..."

It's not a dream...

Not a dream! ?

Her eyes shot open.