Chapter 77 Lu Yiner's Anger

Nafisa's expression was very serious, and the porcelain bottle in her hand was tilted close to Lu Qingyu's wound.

Lu Qingyu gradually felt that the meridians in his left arm were being stretched inch by inch, and then a poisonous insect slowly crawled through them.

Waves of cramping pain came over him, and Lu Qingyu clenched his teeth tightly, but cold sweat still dripped down his face.

"Sister, hold on a little longer. Everything will be fine as long as the poisonous insect comes out." Nafisa looked at Lu Qingyu's pale cheek and said nervously.

Lu Qingyu forced a smile and shook his head gently, "I'm fine, Shasha, just do it boldly."

Nafisa's forehead was covered with sweat, but her expression became more focused. The noise in her ears gradually disappeared in her mind, and all her energy was concentrated on the throbbing purple blood vessels in front of her eyes.

He Junxuan was watching from the side, and the stinging feeling in his heart became more and more intense.

He now couldn't bear to see Lu Qingyu suffer more and more.

Every time she felt more pain, He Junxuan felt as if his heart was being pricked by a needle.

As time passed, the poisonous insect gradually moved to Lu Qingyu's wound.

Nafisa was raised with poisonous insects since she was a child, and her blood has a fatal attraction to the insects.

Not to mention, the Soul-Forgetting Gu in Lu Qingyu's body grew by sucking her blood.

Just as the poisonous insect shrank back, Nafisa suddenly blew an air whistle. The sound was ethereal and lonely, but also carried a hint of temptation.

The poisonous insect suddenly stopped for a moment, and then rushed out of Lu Qingyu's wound.

Lu Qingyu felt dizzy and the severe pain in her wrist made her mind a little blurry and her vision went dark.

The moment the poisonous insect broke out of the body, Nafisa's fingers clamped the insect's body, and the black poisonous insect instantly became docile, lying obediently and motionlessly in the palm of Nafisa's hand.

But Lu Qingyu had already fainted, and his body fell uncontrollably, but was protected by a strong and powerful embrace.

At the last moment before her consciousness disappeared, Lu Qingyu smelled a familiar scent of sandalwood. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his gaze froze on her pale face.

Nafisa had already stuffed the poisonous insect into a wooden box, and when she looked up she saw this ambiguous scene.

The man stretched out his arms and held the slender girl tightly in his arms, his face full of worry.

The red spider lily on He Junxuan's forehead suddenly lit up, breaking through the white powder and revealing its original true form.

Nafisa and Qingshu were both stunned.

This... this pattern is clearly the red spider lily!
Could it be that the man in front of him is the eighth prince of Tiansheng, Prince Li He Junxuan? !
The brother and sister looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

Especially Nafisa, she had dealt with the man in front of her several times. Although she didn't know his identity, Nafisa never thought that he was a prince.

And he is the most powerful eighth prince!

The next moment, Nafisa felt a sense of fear.

It is said that King Li kills people without blinking an eye. Fortunately, I have never offended him.

However, how could Sister Lu be so close to King Li? Look at their interactions.

This relationship is definitely not ordinary, and before Sister Lu and King Jing divorced, their relationship was already very close.

He Junxuan also noticed the abnormality of his red spider lily. He looked at the two stunned little guys again and said softly, "I hope you can keep my identity a secret. Can you do it?"

The two of them seemed to have just woken up from a dream and nodded vigorously like chicks pecking at rice.

"Shasha, what about your sister Lu's health?" He Junxuan looked at the weak person in his arms, unable to stop worrying.

He no longer wanted to think about where this worry came from, he just needed to follow his heart.

Shasha said quickly, "Eighth Prince, don't worry, sister will be fine after a good sleep, the poisonous insect has been lured out." Qingshu winked at Shasha, "Eighth Prince, then my sister and I will not disturb you and Miss Lu, we will go out and wait."

Having said that, Qingshu pulled Sasha out.

"Sasha, don't run around this time." The moment the door was closed, He Junxuan's voice came out.

Sasha almost fell to the ground.

It's so scary.

It’s not that He Junxuan is really that scary, but after all, he has a bad reputation, which always makes people feel a little inexplicably afraid.

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The Ministry of Official Affairs Shangshu Mansion.

Lu Yiner sat on the bed with a gloomy look, staring at the locked door, the hatred and anger in her eyes almost overflowing.

She has been locked up here for three whole days.

My mother came to visit, and her close friends came to visit, but they were all kept out. My father didn't allow anyone to visit him.

But He Juncheng never came here once, as if he had disappeared from the world.

In fact, she never expected He Juncheng to love only her, because she knew that He Juncheng was essentially a selfish and despicable person.

He only loves himself.

Intellectually, Lu Yiner understood why He Juncheng didn't come to see her. After all, what she said when she was unconscious was really
But emotionally, she was unwilling to accept it.

"I won't give up!" Lu Yiner swept all the food on the table to the ground like a madman.

The sound of plates and cups breaking could be heard clearly, and all the maids and servants on duty outside the courtyard shuddered.

The eldest lady's room has been quiet these days. They even suspected that the young lady had committed suicide and sent people to check.

At that time, the young lady just lay on the bed, motionless, with a dull and numb expression.

But now, the young lady suddenly spoke, but it was so crazy.

"Someone come, someone come! You bunch of slaves, get in here quickly!" Lu Yiner screamed.

After asking the head maid for permission, the two maids tremblingly opened the door and walked to Lu Yiner.

"Miss, what do you want me to do?" The leading maid's voice was trembling.

Lu Yiner suddenly stood up, picked up a piece of broken porcelain on the ground, and put it directly on her neck, her eyes were bloodshot and cold.

"Go find dad and tell him I want to see King Jing. If I still can't see King Jing after an hour, I will commit suicide here."

"Miss! Don't be impulsive. We will go right away!"

The two maids were so frightened that their legs went limp. They crawled out of the room. One went to report to the matron in charge, while the other rushed directly to Lu Ping's yard.

After the door was closed, the scarlet in Lu Yiner's eyes gradually faded away.

She slumped down on the ground in a somewhat dejected manner, with a hint of self-deprecating smile on her lips.

Unexpectedly, she had fallen to the point where she had to threaten others with suicide.

Looking at her own face in the bronze mirror, Lu Yiner felt dazed.

In just three short days, her complexion became as listless as that of a ghost.

The eye sockets are sunken and the bottom of the eyes is dark blue.

(End of this chapter)

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