Chapter 20 Poison Hair
Everything is due to Bai Bi, a benevolent woman, who disrupted the original plan.

Why did he think that Bai Bi was virtuous and virtuous before?
After they left one by one, Bai Wanxue asked Feng Lingqin to seal the door again.

"Master, Lan Lingong seems to agree that the master will be his concubine in the future." Feng Lingqin was not happy when she said this, "But he doesn't have a pure Yang physique..."

"I didn't promise to be his concubine." Bai Wanxue raised her hand lightly, and all the dead leaves fell from the trees, spreading a clean 'blanket' in the overgrown yard.

Immediately afterwards, the shimmering white light surrounded the tree, and it gradually grew buds again.

"Ah?" Feng Lingqin didn't understand what Bai Wanxue was planning, she looked blank.

"I won't tease you." Bai Wanxue sat down generously on the blanket made of dead leaves, "The most important thing for us now is to have food and shelter."

"As for Lan Lingong, once he comes, I will let him return without success."

"Just wait, tonight, your master, I can live in the best courtyard in the Bai family's mansion, and I can also fill my hungry stomach."

"Master, isn't he looking for someone with a pure Yang physique?" Feng Lingqin blinked and floated in front of Bai Wanxue.

"Where can I find it?" Bai Wanxue spread her hands helplessly, "I can only wait for him to come to me."

He was the one who sent himself back here last night. He should have known his identity. If...he really wanted to, he probably wouldn't stop looking for him.

Bai Wanxue's eyes fell on Feng Lingqin, and she smiled maliciously.

Feng Lingqin is still in my hand, I don't believe he won't come.

——Cute dividing line——

Lan Linhan rushed back to the gate of the mansion in time, just as the poison in his body had just exploded, black blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he walked forward very slowly with every step.

"Third prince!" The old imperial doctor who had been waiting outside the door hastily greeted him.

Lan Linhan saw the old doctor, closed his eyes at ease, and fell straight down like that.

The old doctor walked quickly, supported his body, exposed the silver needle in one hand, and stabbed him without hesitation...

When Lan Linhan woke up, it was already the next morning.

"Third prince, you fought fiercely with the dragon and caused the poison in your body. Fortunately, the old man was prepared in advance and suppressed your poison attack for three hours, otherwise you would really die and come back to see the old man!"

"Hmm." The old doctor turned around anxiously, but he only responded lightly.

"If you can't get the spiritual object, the third prince shouldn't come back after fighting desperately with the dragon until the last moment. It's really dangerous. Third prince, why don't you know how to keep your body!" the old doctor tried her best to persuade her.

... The old doctor directly concluded that the reason for his late return was because of his fierce fight with Jiaolong. After all, he had scars from his fierce fight with Jiaolong.

Lan Linhan's eyes flashed, and suddenly he thought of that little man, and a warm arc was inadvertently raised on his mouth.

The old doctor was only focused on preaching, and didn't notice the change in his mood.

If he saw him smiling, the old doctor would definitely think that he was dazzled.

"You didn't get the spiritual thing, third prince, you..." The old doctor sighed slightly, and cast his pitiful eyes on Lan Linhan.

Lan Linhan immediately thought of his physical condition... His eyes dimmed immediately. "Emperor doctor, you said before that the person who gets the spiritual object can help me detoxify, but is it true?"

"When did the old man tell a lie, you..."

(End of this chapter)

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