Reborn as the white moonlight of the tyrannical prince

Chapter 550 Picking Flower Cores
The Baicao flower grows on the edge of a cliff in the middle of Nanshan Mountain, extending down the cliff, with no bottom in sight.

There seems to be a faint mist around Baicaohua, as if people will be fascinated by it if they get close.

A few plants of Baicao rose up from the bottom of the cliff, looking extraordinarily blue in the snow, with a hint of gold in the blue.

The master said that the more beautiful things are, the more poisonous they are, which is true.

Baicao is highly poisonous, and it can kill a person in a matter of seconds.

Liu Bingfan shrunk his neck and breathed, and looked at it with a pair of winking eyes, no matter whether the herbs are poisonous or not, just looking at them is really beautiful.

Shi Tianchen looked at the flowers of herbs that were close at hand, even though he knew that Liu Bingfan was invulnerable to all poisons, he was still a little uneasy.

"I'm going." Liu Bingfan was a little excited, the road up the mountain was not easy, she was always stumbling, but she still walked up, the moment she saw it, she felt that everything was worth it.

Shi Tianchen held Liu Bingfan's hand tightly.

Liu Bingfan tugged at his hand, but failed to do so, and looked up at him with some doubts.

Shi Tianchen held Liu Bingfan's face in both hands, straightened her hat and scarf, took a deep breath as if he had made a decision, and said sincerely, "Be careful."

Liu Bingfan's eyes were slightly bent, with a smile on his face, he touched the rope around his waist with his hand, and said, "Okay."

Baicao is very delicate, so delicate that once you break it, it will wither immediately.

Liu Bingfan approached Baicaohua slowly, and first smelled a faint fragrance, as charming as sake.

This should be the vertigo of the petals.

Liu Bingfan thought so.

When he got to the lace, Liu Bingfan observed carefully, the leaves of Baicao flowers were dark black and shaped like sharp blades, supporting the blue flowers, forming a sharp contrast in the white snow.

Liu Bingfan took off the gloves, carefully avoided the leaves, tried not to touch them, opened the petals, and the flower core inside was immediately presented in front of her eyes.

The flower core is golden yellow, with long curls, like bugs curled up and asleep.

Liu Bingfan untied the jar and scissors from his waist, quickly cut off the flower core and stuffed it into the jar with the scissors, and sealed it with wine. Everything was done very cleanly and neatly, and his hands were not stagnant because of the sub-zero temperature.

Shi Tianchen stood three meters behind Liu Bingfan, pulling the rope nervously, seeing that Liu Bingfan didn't feel any discomfort when touching the Baicao, Fang gradually felt relieved.

Only she can pick this herb flower core.

Liu Bingfan stuffed the jar, stood up happily, and waved to Shi Tianchen behind him.

In the excitement, his foot slipped, and he slid off the cliff in an instant.

Fortunately, the rope was tied, but it fell an inch away from the cliff. Liu Bingfan watched the glove turn over and fall to the bottom of the cliff without making a sound.

So dangerous, so dangerous, Liu Bingfan patted his chest, held the rope with one hand, kicked off the cliff with his feet, flew up, and landed in front of Shi Tianchen.

Shi Tianchen stared at Liu Bingfan, his heart beating extremely fast.

"Are you hurt?" Shi Tianchen asked nervously while holding Liu Bingfan's shoulders, and immediately grabbed her hands, which were already red from the cold.

Shi Tianchen directly put Liu Bingfan's hand in his arms to warm it, then took off his own gloves and tied them on for Liu Bingfan.

When Xiaodie saw it, she immediately took off her gloves and handed them over: "My lord, use slaves' gloves."

"No need." Shi Tianchen's face was cold, his tone was firm, and she was the only one in his eyes.

Looking at Shi Tianchen's nervous look, Liu Bingfan felt warm in his heart.

(End of this chapter)