The mentally disabled grandfather is going to divorce his wife

Chapter 143 Poisoning (2)

"I told you that it's not a strange poison, it's just a common poison. The poison has been treated with silver needles, and you'll be fine after taking a few doses of medicine to cleanse the remaining poison." Quan Kongyu packed up the medicine box, and when she turned around, she had already run to the On the side of the bed, holding Emperor Yao's hand, he was chanting, not knowing what he was talking about.

Seeing their husband and wife quarrel every day, I feel that their relationship is not harmonious!
With this incident, she was so calm in normal times, but she was at a loss.

When he came over, he was crying like a child, holding his hand and begging him to save Emperor Yao.

Emperor Yao woke up soon, his back was injured, he maintained his prone position, turned his head slightly, and he could see Yan Danqing with red eyes: "My lady, you are crying."

"Who told you to rush up?" Yan Danqing choked in his heart, and patted him hard: "Do you know that if you don't have armor, you will die."

"My father's fate is greater than yours, so I can't die." Di Yao smiled and looked sideways at her, the blood at the corner of his mouth had dried up, and the dark red blood stain made him look even more enchanting.

Yan Danqing looked at him without the slightest remorse, on the contrary he was complacent, and wanted to scold him severely, but in the end he reached out and wiped the blood on his chin: "Where did your blood come from?"

she knows.

If he hadn't rushed forward, he would definitely have died.

Who is it that must kill himself?
She was sure that the killer who came this time was aimed at her, with the absolute determination to put her to death.

"The blood bag made by Hanmo, let me show you." Di Yao stretched out his hand and pulled a money bag pinned to his waist, took it out and took it out, he gave a strange snort, frowned, and threw the money bag to her boredly: "It's all crushed."

Yan Danqing took it out and saw that it was a transparent film, a bit like the small intestine used to stuff sausages. The liquid contained in it was not blood, but had a sweet and greasy taste. Click: "Tomatoes."

this kid.

I used tomato sauce, I thought it was chili!
"My lady." Emperor Yao tugged at her, looked at her and asked with a smile, "If I die today, will you be buried with me?"

"Get out!" Yan Danqing poked him on the forehead angrily: "Do you know about the disaster? How can a person like you die so easily?"

"It seems that my wife still treats me too lightly." Emperor Yao sighed, lying on the pillow in gloom and disappointment: "People who love each other, one is dead, and the other feels that there is nothing to love and life is boring. Take the initiative to follow the funeral."

"Accompany your sister!" Yan Danqing looked at his self-loathing appearance, and couldn't help laughing: "Di Yao, from now on, you should read less pornographic books and read more useful books. They call it "sacrificing love. Why do you accompany me?" Burial, sacrifice for love is active, while burial is passive."

Stupid!

"Anyway, they all died together, what's the difference." Emperor Yao turned his head, grabbed her neck with his big hand, and kissed her lips: "It's the same anyway."

"Emperor Yao!" Yan Dan was silent, he had just narrowly escaped death, and what was on his mind.

"Don't move...it hurts...don't move around, I'll just kiss, and the kiss won't hurt anymore." Emperor Yao grabbed the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

Yan Danqing didn't dare to make trouble with him, for fear of hurting the wound on his back, so no matter how he made trouble, she would cooperate with him.

　Thank you, baby Su Muzhe, for your reward, okay, keep asking for tickets, look at my sincere little eyes
　　
　
(End of this chapter)