Before Ziyan could say anything, Dongfang Jing suddenly realized, and shouted, "Crazy! You have tampered with Yuying! You are crazy, you destroyed all the medicine guides!"
"Isn't it good to destroy all the medicines?!" Zi Yan had a cruel smile on his face, and the only remaining eye was full of vicious light, "Zhongli Wanyun! Do you like my master?" Right?! What a pity, what a pity! Yao Yin has been destroyed, and this heart-pounding antidote can no longer be refined! Even if my master likes you, he can only think about that disgusting Dongfang Jing from before ! And his body..."
Ziyan's voice paused, "Zhongli Wanyun, you should be very aware of the efficacy of Qiye Naihe grass! After he is poisoned, the first person with him can completely get his body! Zhongli Wanyun, here I come... I Come and take my man away! Zhongli Wanyun, the master is my master, and one day, he will belong to me! It’s been three months, and I let you take advantage of him for three months! It’s time for you to pay There's a price to pay!"
Dongfang Jing's expression was shocked, and she shouted at her back, "Come here! Dongmei! Yingyue! Stars! Come—"
"Scream! No one will agree to you even if you break your throat!" Zi Yan smiled, "Your servants, all of them stayed up late for three days and were exhausted. The general's people sneaked into their houses and gave them When they were drugged, they were all still sleeping like dead pigs?! You expect them to save you? Idiots!"
"Ziyan! You're crazy! Have you forgotten how the prince treated you back then?!" Dongfang Jing stretched out her arms, tightly protecting Zongzheng Fusu behind her, "You were only six years old, and you were abandoned On the Mobei battlefield, it was the prince who picked you up! It was the prince who found a master for you, taught you to read, write and practice martial arts, and taught you light skills and poison techniques. If it weren't for him, you would never have survived to this day! Zi Yan, In the era of war and chaos, it is hard to know how many people will die every day!"
Dongfang Jing was obviously driven into a hurry, and she couldn't care less about anything, just to convince Zi Yan and lead her into the right path!
The corners of Ziyan's mouth twitched, and a sneer appeared on her lips, "I never thought that your relationship with the master is so close! He told you all about my origins! Zhongli Wanyun, you want to influence me, don't you?! What a pity, instead of influencing me now, you have angered me instead!"
"Ziyan! You lunatic!" Zongzheng Fusu had completely lost consciousness, lying on the ground, shivering and trembling. Dongfang Jing had never experienced despair before, the antidote was concocted by her, she thought she could save him, but she didn't want to push him into a bottomless cold pool with her own hands!
"Come here!" Zi Yan's face showed a sinister smile, she pulled her lips and looked at the guard beside her, "Tie up Zhongli Wanyun for me! Just tie it up..."
She paused, raised her slender fingers, and pointed to the soft couch not far away, "Just tie it to the side of the couch."
Celebrating Wuyou's birthday today, Dongfang Jing didn't expect such an accident at all, not even a single poisonous needle that was prepared in advance was left between her fingers!
She doesn't know martial arts, and she doesn't have a poisonous needle in her hand, so she can only let mermaid flesh!
Two tall and strong guards stepped forward, grabbed her by the shoulders, pushed her to the ground, then grabbed her by the collar, and roughly dragged her to the edge of the soft couch, with barbs The cane quickly wrapped around her wrist, and tied her tightly!