The Empress of Men's Clothes in Huanyun Pavilion

With a flick of his fingers, Bei Li Moxie lit up the candle in an instant, and it also illuminated the whole room in an instant.

As you can see from the outside, the room is also very elegantly furnished, but it is the young man lying on the bed that attracts Bei Li Moxibustion the most.

Bei Li Moxie Ye slowly walked to the bed, and before he was completely close, he felt a cold aura, as if surrounding the boy.

The faint candlelight shone on the young man's face, and he was actually a stunning young man.I saw him with a tall figure, bronze complexion, clear and deep facial features, like a Greek sculpture, a straight nose bridge, and pink lips like rose petals. . . . . .It's just that his eyes were tightly closed, and he didn't know what it would be like when he opened them.

Bei Liji Ye looked at the beautiful young man, the luster in his eyes moved slightly, he smiled evilly, stretched out his hand, and slowly approached the beautiful young man's face.When his hand touched that stunning face, Bei Li Moxie Ye was shocked. . . . . .

Bei Li Moxie Ye immediately withdrew his hand, his face changed slightly, and he frowned and looked at the stunningly beautiful boy who seemed to be asleep.He stared blankly at the hand that touched the face of the beautiful boy just now.

What kind of feeling is that, completely cold without a trace of body temperature, that's not at all. . . . . .It is basically as cold as a corpse.

But this beautiful boy is clearly still breathing, he is not dead, could it be. . . . . .An inexplicable gleam flashed in Bei Liji's eyes at night, and he looked at the boy with pity.She had seen this kind of illness in Lan Yutang's lost medical book before, this kind of poison was planted in the body since childhood, and they had to suffer from the extreme cold every day, and very few people could survive it.

Let alone a child who was planted since childhood, the medical book that Bei Li Moxibustion saw clearly stated that the suitable age for planting was fourteen or five years old. Looking at the beautiful boy, he was only about nineteen or twenty years old. Suffering.

Bei Li Jiye put her hand on the pulse of that beautiful boy, she couldn't ignore this beauty.

Bei Li moxibustion raised her eyebrows slightly, the beautiful boy's messy pulse actually had quite a strong internal force, she could clearly feel the internal force in his body running around, although the body was cold, but the beautiful boy's body But it was as hot as fire.

Bei Li Moji Ye turned his internal strength into a sharp blade, easily cut through the beautiful boy's slender fingers, took out the empty porcelain bottle at his waist, and put the rolling blood into the bottle.

Although this disease has been lost, but with her ability, more research, it should not be a problem, if not, go ask the godmother, the blood in this bottle is the cost of research.

After Bei Lijiuye packed the bottle, she put it in her bosom, just about to put down the hand of the beautiful young man, stood up and wanted to help him get something to bandage, but there were two hands that held her tightly. . . . . .

Bei Li moxibustion night turned her head slightly surprised, but met a pair of cold blood red eyes that were emotionless. . . . . .