For a moment, Mu Yanjun's mind was blank.
He couldn't hold the cup in his hand and fell to the ground.
And Bai Weiwei couldn't hold her body, and fell to the ground.
Mu Yanjun immediately rushed to her side and reached out to stop and hug her.
What Bai Weiwei wanted to say was a mouthful of blood.
Mu Yanjun felt that he had never been so panicked before.
"Weiwei?" He reached out and clasped her wrist, and found that her pulse was completely disordered, almost a sign of death.
Bai Weiwei smiled, her lips were stained with blood, beautiful and desolate.
"Mu Yanjun, are you satisfied?"
Mu Yanjun held her in his arms, and he had lost his mind. With a trembling voice, he said, "Don't talk, don't talk..."
He immediately put a heart-protecting pill that was almost always on his body, forced it into her mouth, and forced her to swallow it.
Then he turned his head to the subordinate outside and anxiously ordered to call the imperial doctor.
Bai Weiwei reached out and grabbed his clothes in unbearable pain.
Mu Yanjun's hand immediately grabbed her finger, and said in a panic, "Have you ignored the little emperor? If you die, he won't have a good end."
Bai Weiwei smiled bitterly, tears also falling.
"Will you let us go? We won't end well sooner or later, just sooner or later."
Mu Yanjun reached out and wiped her mouth, she was still vomiting blood.
The blood is black in color.
At first glance, it is poisonous.
Baoxin Pill can only save her life temporarily, but if the poison is not solved, she will not be able to live.
Mu Yanjun's lips were trembling, "You don't believe me? I said that you are alive, and I will let him sit on the throne smoothly."
Bai Weiwei was already in a trance, she murmured in a low voice, as if speaking to herself.
"You've tortured me long enough, I'd rather you kill me with one knife. I don't want to... I don't want to live to suffer this temptation every day."
Mu Yanjun couldn't understand her words for a while.
Painful heart...
tempted...
Suddenly, he finally recalled what she had said.
[You think that skin turning flesh, bones breaking and tendons breaking are the greatest pain. But this is just a trick, the real torture is temptation.]
Bai Weiwei raised her eyes, her eyes full of intense pain.
"I can't like you."
Who is Mu Yanjun, a person who can divide a sentence into several sentences.
It's not that I don't like it, it's that I can't like it.
The difference of one word is more than a thousand miles.
He was fascinated and looked at her in disbelief. "What did you say?"
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability is 60.]
Bai Weiwei didn't seem to hear it, but she seemed to hear it again, she whispered in despair, "I can't like it, kill my entire family's enemies.
Mu Yanjun's movement of reaching out to wipe the blood on her lips suddenly stopped, he only felt his heart "beat" and his eyes became hot and humid.
Bai Weiwei was in a trance from the pain. She cried and repeated, "I'm so uncomfortable, you torture me so bad."
Seeing her like this, Mu Yanjun was overwhelmed with distress for a while.
A man who is usually ruthless and cruel, the softest part of his heart has been dug out.
He couldn't help holding her, reached out and stroked her back, coaxing her with a trembling voice, "I won't torture you anymore, and I won't torture you in the future."
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability is 70.]
"I won't force you in the future. If you don't see me, I will disappear."
Bai Weiwei's eyes had lost focus, she looked away blankly, and suddenly said something softly.
Mu Yanjun listened carefully, but heard her say:
"How can I be willing to see you..."