"Fine, you're the one who said it." She didn't know why, but when she saw Song Qingshu's mischievous look, Mu Wanqing felt a bellyful of pent-up anger. She was originally a very proud person, so how could she withstand such provocation? Without even thinking, she shot an arrow over.
"En ~" Song Qingshu let out a muffled groan, clutching the wound on his chest. His face was a little pale, and his body swayed, but he still smiled and said, "See, I didn't lie to you."
Seeing the dark red blood gradually seeping out from between his fingers, Mu Wanqing instantly panicked. She hurriedly ran over to help him sit down, her voice carrying a hint of sobbing: "Why didn't you dodge!"
"Didn't I just promise you that I wouldn't dodge? If I really did dodge, how would I be able to dispel the anger in your heart?" Song Qingshu forced a smile.
"Why are you so stupid!" Mu Wanqing examined his wound as she said anxiously, "Hurry up and circulate your Qi to force the poison out. My arrow has been smeared with a very powerful poison."
Song Qingshu shook his head: "I already said, if I really am poisoned to death, then I deserve it."
Seeing that he still refused to circulate his Qi to force out the poison, Mu Wanqing was both angry and anxious. In a moment of desperation, she couldn't care too much. She tore open the clothes around his wound, then moved her little mouth over and sucked the poisonous blood out of the wound bit by bit.
Song Qingshu instantly said in shock: "You're crazy! You'll die like this, hurry up and get out of the way. "
Mu Wanqing stubbornly shook her head: "I was the one who injured you, so let me do it.
I'll heal you. If you die by my hands, how … how will I explain it to that girl Zhong Ling? "After saying that, she leaned over and silently sucked on his wound.
Smelling the fragrance coming from the young girl's hair, Song Qingshu felt a certain soft place in his heart being touched. He couldn't help but reach out and hold Mu Wanqing's hands.
Mu Wanqing's body trembled. She struggled a little and found that she couldn't break free from his hands, so she just let him be. Her attention was now on the poison in Song Qingshu's body.
Seeing that the blood she had spat out had returned to its normal color, Mu Wanqing smiled in relief. "It should be more or less done. Apply this bottle of medicine on your wound …" Before she could finish speaking, she fell headfirst into Song Qingshu's embrace.
Song QingShu was shocked, he lifted her face up to take a look, and discovered that her lips were suffused with a trace of bewitching red, it was obvious that the remaining poison had entered her body through her blood. At this time, he did not care about what he had said before, he immediately helped her sit up straight, and quickly sealed a few of the major acupuncture points on her back. Strong internal energy continuously flowed into her body, and before the poison completely entered her body, he tried his best to force it out.
"Wow ~"
After roughly the time for an incense stick to burn, Mu Wanqing spat out a pool of bright red poisonous blood and finally slowly woke up.
"What you're doing is too dangerous. This bit of poison can't actually kill me, but you're different. If I accidentally hurt you, you'll let me … "Seeing that she had woken up, Song Qingshu scolded her while his heart ached.
Even though he kept scolding her, Mu Wanqing could hear the burning concern in his words, and a trace of sweetness rose in her heart.
"Aiya, your wound has split open!" From the corner of her eye, Mu Wanqing saw that the wound on Song Qingshu's chest had split open again, and blood had seeped into his clothes. She could not help but say anxiously, "Quickly apply some Gold Sore Medicine."
Song Qingshu casually sealed a few acupuncture points near the wound and said, "It's fine. See, won't this stop the bleeding?"
"Sealing acupuncture points to stop the bleeding is just a stopgap measure. You should apply some Gold Sore Medicine. This way, the wound will heal faster." Mu Wanqing urged.
Song Qingshu could not help but smile bitterly. He looked troubled. "With my current martial arts, I'm afraid there are not many people in the world who can hurt me. Why would I have something like Gold Sore Medicine on me?"
"You only know how to brag, then why were you so easily injured by my hands?" Mu Wanqing's face was slightly red. Although she complained, she was extremely touched.
"I have Gold Sore Medicine on me, aiya …" When Mu Wanqing was about to take the medicine bottle from her pocket, she suddenly realized that her whole body was numb and powerless. It was probably the sequelae of the poison just now. "I can't move now. You can take it yourself."
Song Qingshu glanced at her lapel and smiled somewhat embarrassedly. "I'm afraid that's a little inconvenient. There's no need. When you recover, you can apply it to me."
"I'm asking you to take it, so take it. Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Mu Wanqing could not help but widen her almond-shaped eyes. In the end, she could not help but murmur in a low voice, "I didn't see you being so polite to that girl Zhong Ling, but in front of me, you're pretending to be a gentleman."
Song Qingshu was practically sweating like a waterfall. "Alright, alright, alright. I'll take it, alright?"
When Song Qingshu's hand reached into Mu Wanqing's lapel, the two of them could not help but tremble at the same time.
"A mistake, a mistake. I really didn't do it on purpose." Song Qingshu hurriedly explained.
"Mm." Mu Wanqing's cheeks were as red as blood. She turned her head away and did not dare to look at him. "Hurry up and take it. Don't … Don't touch around."
Song Qingshu simply wanted to cry but had no tears. He finally wanted to be a gentleman for once, but who knew that the moment he came, he would cause her to misunderstand. Looking at Mu Wanqing's expression, it was obvious that she would not believe that he was merely 'careless' just now.
Taking out the medicine bottle, Song Qingshu directly poured the Gold Sore Medicine on the wound. Mu Wanqing's expression changed when she saw this. "Why don't you check it? Aren't you afraid that this bottle of mine contains a poison that can seal one's throat upon contact?"
Song Qingshu was secretly amused. As expected, Mu Wanqing had a tsundere temperament. She clearly treats me extremely well in her heart, but she refuses to admit it verbally.
"Even if everyone in the world wants to kill me, Wanqing, you won't harm me," Song Qingshu said softly.
Mu Wanqing was extremely pleased in her heart, but she subconsciously snorted coldly. "I'm afraid that you've also added a few people in your heart at the same time, right? Ninth Princess, Sect Leader Zhou, Miss Zeng … and that girl Zhong Ling, they definitely can't bear to hurt you in the slightest."
Song Qingshu was embarrassed by her rebuke. For a moment, he did not know how to reply.
Mu Wanqing regretted her words as soon as she said them. Seeing that the originally warm atmosphere had turned cold because of her, she was both angry and wronged. "I'm so angry. I think you'll die in the hands of a woman sooner or later."
"Isn't dying in the hands of a woman much happier than dying in the hands of those stinky men?" At the same time, Song Qingshu added in his heart, "It's best if I die of exhaustion on a woman's belly when I'm a hundred years old …"
Seeing that Mu Wanqing's willowy eyebrows were about to rise, Song Qingshu hurriedly picked her up by the knees and carried her horizontally. "It's already late. Looking at the wind, I'm afraid it's going to rain soon. Let's find an inn to stay at first."
"Okay." Mu Wanqing's face turned red again as she thought of something. She nodded meekly. "Don't go back to that inn just now. I'm so embarrassed like this."
"Don't worry. There's a town about ten miles away from here. Let's go there." Song Qingshu suddenly laughed. "Wanqing, your body is so light."
"It's not like you haven't hugged me before …" Mu Wanqing mumbled in a low voice. She was so embarrassed that she buried her head in his chest and refused to pay any attention to him.
Song Qingshu was stunned. Only then did he remember that he had hugged her on Mount Hua. He could not help but smile knowingly. He did not say anything else and carried her to the nearby town.
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