Reborn Princess Chasing Her Husband Crematorium

When Shangguan Qi saw Wu Weiwei this time, he felt that this woman seemed a little different today, but he couldn't tell the specific difference.

But no matter what, he will not let her go today.

It's a good time to ask about the secrets of the two sisters.

"Where is your brother?" Shangguan Qi continued to pretend not to know.

"My younger brother went up to the mountain to collect herbs," Wu Weiwei said.

"Your brother likes to collect herbs very much." Shangguan said with a smile.

"Sir, what's the matter when you call me so urgently?" Wu Weiwei ignored Shangguan Qi's joke and asked straight to the point.

"Of course." Shangguan Qi brought Wu Weiwei to Tang Zongheng, "If you can save this man, I will let you two brothers go."

"Seriously?" Wu Weiwei raised her eyes and looked at Shangguan Qi.

Although it is not said to be the most beautiful thing in the world, Wu Weiwei's eyes, like Wu Weimang's, have a natural purity.

Like the purest snow lotus on the snow-capped mountains, or the topmost clouds in the sky.

It will arouse the "desire for destruction" in men.

Shangguan Qi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Now that she is here, he will not let her go, and he will destroy her tonight.

"Of course I take it seriously." Shangguan said.

"Then let me thank you first, sir." Wu Weiwei said.

One dares to "speak" and the other dares to "believe".

Shangguan Qi glanced around Wu Weiwei without any concealment.

That look seemed to penetrate Wu Weiwei's whole body, naked and treacherous.

Wu Weiwei endured the physical discomfort caused by the man's unreasonable and wanton gaze, suppressed the desire to vomit, squatted down, and began to treat Tang Zongheng.

The moment she saw Tang Zongheng, Wu Weiwei knew that it was Tang Zongheng.

Because the look between Tang Zongheng's brows was somewhat similar to Tang Zongran's.

Wu Weiwei looked at Tang Zongheng carefully.

Tang Zongheng has a majestic figure and sharp-cut face. From his brow bone to his forehead bone, every inch seems to be carved.

Even though Tang Zongheng was in ragged clothes and disheveled hair at this moment, and his hair was even in patches due to blood coagulation, it could not conceal the toughness and forbearance coming from deep within his body.

Wu Weiwei grabbed Tang Zongheng's hand and placed her green jade hand on Tang Zongheng's pulse.

Tang Zongheng was tall and muscular, with muscles all over his body. You can imagine that when he stood up, he looked like a wall.

Although he was still unconscious, it still took a lot of effort for Wu Weiwei to lift Tang Zongheng's wrist.

Tang Zongheng's pulse condition was exactly the same as what was described in Shen Qing's letter, which was written by Wen Songhan himself. It was very detailed, including the process of making the poison, all the reactions that would occur after poisoning, and every poison he used, including the poison.

Wu Weiwei secretly composed herself.

"How is it?" Shangguan Qi asked after waiting for a long time.

"The name of the poison in him is 'Mingyuan'." Wu Weiwei stood up and spoke calmly.

Shangguan Qi didn't understand the poison and its detoxification, so he glanced at the doctor beside him.

The doctor stepped forward and asked, "Do you know what poison this poison is made of?"

"Jade Flame Snake, Dragon Cloud Grass, Glazed Leaf, Qinglan Flower." Wu Weiwei said.

"Poison is it?"

"The venom of the Witch Ink Scorpion."

"How did you learn about this poison?"

"The Book of Poison."

"How to save?"

"Red flowers, blue stamens, leaves of Angelica dahurica trees, and rhizomes of thick earth trees."

"What's the medicine?"

"Fire Lotus."

The doctor and Wu Weiwei asked and answered questions without any pause. It was obvious that Wu Weiwei really knew.

Shangguan Qi glanced at the doctor, who nodded slightly towards him. He glared angrily and cursed at his doctor: "Trash."

The doctors backed away continuously, not daring to make a sound.

He walked up to Wu Weiwei and said in an unquestionable tone: "Start treating me now."

Wu Weiwei was very nervous. She tried to stay calm: "You have to provide the medicinal materials for the antidote. I can only suppress his toxicity temporarily."

Except for the Fire Lotus, all other medicinal materials were not difficult for Shangguan Qi to obtain.

"Okay." Shangguan Qi took another step closer to Wu Weiwei.

Wu Weiwei didn't dare to show her timidity and just stood still.

"If you save him, you are saving yourself." Shangguan Qi's tone was cold.

He suddenly leaned towards Wu Weiwei's face, and the distance between the two was very close.

"You come to my tent tonight. If you don't come, you will suffer pain you can't even imagine."

A clear threat.

Wu Weiwei's pupils contracted.

"Take good care of her, be good, be obedient, and I will be gentler to you at night." Shangguan Qi stared at Wu Weiwei with his blade-like eyes, "If not, you will be miserable."

Wu Weiwei's breathing suddenly stopped.

Although she had been prepared before coming, she was still afraid when things came.

The roots of her teeth were chattering uncontrollably, her whole body was shaking, the cold sweat on her back soaked her clothes, and her heartbeat accelerated rapidly.

Shangguan Qi saw her fear and smiled.

Wu Weiwei pleased him both with her ability and her reaction at the moment.

He turned around and left the prison.

Other generals and soldiers also followed Shangguan Qi and left one after another.

The doctors even greased the soles of their feet and ran away as if running for their lives.

In the end, only Tang Zongheng, who was lying motionless on the ground, Wu Weiwei, whose eyes began to turn red with fear, and the soldiers responsible for guarding Tang Zongheng were left.

Wu Weiwei squatted down again and lowered her head.

She was really scared and couldn't help but tremble while holding Tang Zongheng's hand.

With a "pop" sound, tears as big as pearls fell on Tang Zongheng's wrist.

Wu Weiwei didn't dare to cry, she just breathed a little harder.

The golden beans dropped one by one on Tang Zongheng's hand.

After a long time, Wu Weiwei finally raised her hand, wiped away her tears, sniffed, and calmed down her mind.

She tidied up the naked Tang Zongheng a little, and touched every wound on Tang Zongheng's body with her slender hands. The skin was so hard that it seemed not to be a human body.

This is also one of the phenomena after poisoning.

Not just the upper body, but the lower body as well.

Wu Weiwei carefully checked every part of Tang Zongheng's body according to every precaution mentioned in the letter.

Of course, except for the most critical part.

Wu Weiwei would not touch it even if she was beaten to death.

Fortunately, it wasn't mentioned in the letter.

However, what Wu Weiwei didn't know was that the fingers of the hand she had used to take the pulse actually moved at this moment.

Tang Zongheng was indeed Tang Zongheng. After being poisoned like this, his soul could still return to its original position.

He could clearly feel Wu Weiwei's touch on every inch of his skin.

A woman's warm tears, soft hands, careful touch.

Tang Zongheng had to suspect that he woke up because he was touched by this woman.

However, his mind woke up, but his body couldn't wake up no matter what, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

Tang Zongheng had lived for more than twenty years. Even when he was imprisoned as a prisoner and tortured, he had never felt like he had no control over his body.

For the first time, he experienced the powerlessness of being "at the mercy of others".