The Seventh Bride of President

Mo Chengyue looked weak, coughed a few times, did not answer Mo Siyu's words, but asked: "Can this poison be cured?"

"Of course." Mo Siyu pulled out a golden needle and stuck it on Mo Chengyue's bitten arm, squeezing out the surrounding black blood, "Although this snake venom is not fatal, it is not so poisonous.

And the delay was a bit long, the poison had spread to the whole body, and it was a bit of a pain to completely cleanse the poison. "

Mo Siyu continued to ask: "This winter, how did you get bitten by a poisonous snake?"

Is this less likely than the chance of a swimmer being drowned alive in a calm river?

Mo Chengyue lowered her eyes: "Going to do something, I accidentally fell into the snake's hole."

Mo Siyu squinted at him, "This is really bad luck, didn't you let you go to Miasma Island alone, where you can fall into places like snake holes?

Now it's freezing cold, it's a good time to catch poisonous snakes and make medicine, brother, why don't you tell me where the snake's hole is, so I can go and see it? "

Mo Chengyue closed her eyes and pretended to fall asleep.

Seeing that he refused to speak, Mo Siyu became more and more suspicious. He took out the gold needle stuck in his body, wrote a prescription, and asked the shopkeeper to take it out and make the medicine according to it.

In the evening, the sixth son found the inn and told Mo Siyu: "There is something wrong with the Chu family, our young master may come later tonight, Mr. Yu don't have to wait."

Mo Siyu didn't take this matter seriously at all. After all, moving out from the Chu family, Mrs. Chu and the head of the Chu family would not easily agree to such a big matter.

Mo Siyu stayed in Mo Chengyue's bedroom that night, guarding his brother.

There were many shadows in the wing room, and against the dim candlelight, shadows were cast one after another, drawing the back of her resting on the table to the wall behind her.

The night was dark.

A low and melodious piccolo sound came from outside.

The drowsy Mo Siyu who was sleeping wanted to wake up, but his eyelids were like a heavy burden, and he couldn't open them for life.

It took a lot of effort for her to move the hand that was pressed by her head.

But the melodious sound of the piccolo was transmitted to the eardrums very clearly, and she could even feel the movement on the bed.

She could feel that her brother who was lying on the bed lifted the quilt, got up, and even walked over slowly, fearing that she would catch a cold, and put a large cloak on her back.

Her thinking is clear, her consciousness is clear, but she just can't wake up.

This is not the first time she has been like this, every time she hears this song, her body is out of control.

It might just be a coincidence that it happened the first time, but the second time it happened, she had to pay attention to it. Why did it happen?

She even heard the sound of the window being opened and closed again.

Mo Siyu was pushed a bit, "Siyu, why are you sleeping so deeply?"

The music in her ears faded away, and Mo Siyu finally came to her senses. She opened her eyes, and looked at her brother standing beside her, and the cloak on her body, with panicked eyes.

What she felt just now turned out to be true.

The elder brother really put on the cloak for her, and really got up.

Seeing her in a trance, Mo Chengyue thought that she had just woken up and hadn't reacted yet, so she rubbed her head and said angrily, "The night is cold, why did you fall asleep lying on the table? Are you not afraid of freezing?"

Seeing that Mo Siyu didn't respond, he said again: "You are still sleeping so deeply, I called you several times and you still haven't woken up."