After rebirth, the Queen of Madness has gone against the will of Heaven

Murong Yan, dressed in a black robe, hugged Yu Qingli, who was dressed in plain clothes. Black and white were intertwined, and the ruffles of her clothes fluttered, as if all the black and white in the world were integrated into their bodies. It was a bit contradictory, but so integrated.

Murong Feng in the mourning hall watched this scene. For some reason, he felt a surge of jealousy in his heart. Why was it not him who had just carried Yu Qingli out of the coffin?

Even though he has all kinds of strategies, he lacks courage at critical moments. Murong Feng is very aware of his weaknesses, so he is attracted to Yu Qingli.

Seeing Murong Yanhui taking Yu Qingli away, Jiang Bai leaned over to Yu Zhengsha and asked in a low voice, "Master, is it okay to just let Prince Yan take the young lady away?"

"Can you stop him?"

Yu Zhengsha asked back, and after receiving silence, he snorted coldly. Since he couldn't stop it, he could only let it go.

Maybe, Yu Qingli's fate was not to die.

Yu Zhengsha waved his hand and said, "Please take these things away."

Jiang Baize took action immediately, while Murong Feng seemed to be thinking about something.

The warm sunshine softly shines on the sparkling lake surface. The breeze blows through the willows on the shore, bringing the chirping of cicadas on the branches into people's ears.

A soft couch had already been placed in Linglong Pavilion. On the couch, a graceful figure lay silently. Her body was cold and her pulse was dead. Only the warm air exhaled from her nose showed that she was still alive.

A tall figure sat casually at the table next to the couch, playing with a purple clay teacup in his hand, but his eyes were vaguely fixed on the woman on the couch.

Even when asleep, she is still so graceful and charming.

A small ball-like figure rushed in from outside and hugged Murong Yanhui's thighs, "Daddy, hug me."

Murong Yanhui grabbed Murong Yue's round body with his big hand and lifted it onto his legs. He didn't care whether his chubby little hands were washed or not, and directly grabbed the pastries on the table and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Qing Jiu"

Murong Yan shouted back, and saw Qingjiu coming over in a flash, holding a basin of water in his hand without spilling even a drop of water.

"I've told you so many times to wash your hands before eating, why can't you remember?"

Qingjiu was a little nagging, which made Murong Yue very dissatisfied. Her round little mouth was pouted high, but she still put her two dirty little hands into the basin obediently.

Qingjiu quickly rubbed his hands, squeezed the towel, and dried his hands. His movements were smooth and skillful.

Murong Yue waved her two little hands in front of Murong Yanhui in a flattering manner, "Daddy, my hands are washed and white. Now we can eat, right?"

Before he finished speaking, and before Murong Yan could respond, he had already picked up the pastries and stuffed them into his mouth, and even took one and stuffed it into Qingjiu's mouth beside him.

Qingjiu was almost moved to tears. It wasn't easy. After taking care of the young master's pee and poop these days, she finally achieved something. The young master finally thought of her when he was eating.

Murong Yue took another one and put it close to Murong Yanhui's mouth, "Daddy, you eat this. The one just now didn't taste good. I gave it to Uncle Nine."

Qingjiu choked on the pastry in his mouth and couldn't swallow or spit it out. His face turned red and he beat his chest and stamped his feet, looking very embarrassed.

Murong Yue, however, was giggling heartlessly, "Uncle Jiu is so stupid, he even choked when eating cakes."

Qingjiu was speechless. Who is responsible for this?

Looking at Murong Yanhui again, there was no joy on his face, his eyes were fixed on Yu Qingli's face. The blood marks she had bitten on her lips last night were still clearly visible, and even the blood stains on them did not seem to have dried yet. However, the person who caused the wound was lying there lifeless.

Murong Yue's gaze wandered between Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli, and her lips couldn't help but curl. These things between adults were really complicated and troublesome.

Qingjiu also looked up at the sky, feeling emotional. This Miss Yu must be the most troublesome woman their master had ever encountered. In just a few days, there were constant problems.

Since the prince brought Miss Yu back half an hour ago, he has never left Linglong Pavilion. Could it be that he will not leave until Miss Yu wakes up?

When did their prince become so affectionate that he was almost as affectionate as the infatuated young man in the opera?

Looks like the day is about to change.

"Qingjiu, Baili hasn't come yet. Have you informed him?"

Murong Yan withdrew his gaze and asked. Qing Jiu quickly replied, "I informed the prince as soon as he came back. He said he would prepare some things before coming over. I thought it would be some medicinal herbs or something, so I didn't ask in detail. I just urged him to come over as soon as possible. After all..."

Qingjiu glanced at Yu Qingli and didn't say anything else. No matter how he looked at it, it seemed that Miss Yu was beyond saving.

I don’t know what’s wrong with their master that he brought back a half-dead beauty. Not only does she need careful care, but I don’t even know if she can be saved.

Hey

Murong Yanhui just said "hmm" softly to show that

answer.

In fact, Murong Yanhui was also very uncertain in his heart. He just didn't want to accept it. It was just one night, how could Yu Qingli, who had completely aroused his interest, lie here like a dead person, with no heart pulse except for breathing? What kind of symptom was this?

Murong Yanhui could hardly imagine that if he had gone a little later, he would never see this woman again in this life.

"Daddy, why hasn't my beautiful sister woken up yet? She is such a lazy bum." Murong Yue couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied when she recalled the experience of being pulled out of the quilt directly when she was sleeping in.

They both slept in, why didn't Dad pick her up?

Qing Jiu was very interested in the name Murong Yue used, "Young Master, didn't you call her mother before? Why did you change your name to sister?"

Murong Yue's little head recalled the scene of being severely rejected by Yu Qingli not long ago. She was still a little unhappy. What's wrong with being his mother? There are many sisters who want to be his mother, but he doesn't want it.

"Uncle Qingjiu is so stupid. He always likes to bring up things that make people unhappy."

Seeing the obvious unhappiness on that chubby little face, Qingjiu suddenly shut up. He decided not to ask any more questions, otherwise he would not know how he was killed in the future.

Murong Yue walked to the couch and stretched out her little hand to poke her. After seeing that Yu Qingli still had no reaction, she finally gave up.

"Daddy, why is my beautiful sister so cold? Should we cover her with a blanket?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Yanhui put down the teacup on the table, walked straight to the couch, took off his outer robe, and covered Yu Qingli with it, hoping to make her a little warmer, even though he knew that doing so was completely meaningless.

Judging from Yu Qingli's current condition, after eliminating some unnecessary factors, he felt that she seemed to be poisoned.

But now he didn't know what kind of poison Yu Qingli was in and why she had such strange symptoms. So, he now eagerly hoped that Baili Changjue would appear in front of him.

Baili Changjue, who is famous for collecting news and intelligence, will definitely be able to give him the answers he wants.

"Master, Master Baili is here."

After Qingjiu's report, two figures appeared behind Murong Yanhui. Turning around, he saw that it was Baili Changjue with a faint smile on his face and Ye Lixue with a hot temper.

"I heard that the prince went to the Yu Mansion and caused trouble in the mourning hall and stole the body. It seems that Miss Yu's charm is really extraordinary."

Baili Changjue smiled, gently shook the jade fan in his hand a few times, and then closed it again, but his eyes fell on the bloodstain on Murong Yanhui's thin lips.

After a while, unbridled laughter flew out from Linglong Pavilion.

Murong Yanhui's brows twitched. Is it that funny? It's just a wound on his lip.

There was a hint of warning in "Baili"'s voice. He was called over to save people, not to laugh at him.

"Sorry, sorry I couldn't control myself for a moment"

Baili Changjue covered his face with the jade fan in his hand, hiding the smile that occasionally appeared on his lips. Ye Lixue beside him was confused. What on earth was Baili Changjue laughing at?

Murong Yanhui's expression grew increasingly cold, and Baili Changjue immediately stopped smiling. However, Ye Lixue secretly tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "What were you laughing at just now?"

Baili glanced at Murong Yanhui's cold look and tried hard to suppress his smile, but his uncontrollable twitching shoulders betrayed his true emotions.

It's so funny that the always romantic and unrestrained Prince Yan was actually bitten by someone, and in that position. It really can't help but make people have some ambiguous associations. It seems that Miss Yu lying on the couch is really courageous.

"Baili, come and see what kind of poison she was poisoned with."

Murong Yanhui went straight to the point, and Baili Changjue stopped joking. He walked forward and took Yu Qingli's pulse. After a moment, he relaxed.

"how"

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Murong Yan heaved a sigh of relief only after hearing this. Originally, he was not 100% sure of bringing Yu Qingli back, but no matter what, he would not allow Yu Zhengsha to treat his daughter like this.

Ye Lixue was curious, "But she looks just like dead."

Before he finished speaking, Murong Yanhui glanced at him coldly. Ye Lixue shrank back and fell silent. This look was not too scary.

When did Murong Yan become so protective of his people?

Baili Changjue explained, "This poison is called Hundred Days Drunk. As the name suggests, within a hundred days, even if the poison takes effect, it will be like being drunk. Apart from making people fall asleep, there are no other harmful effects. However, after a hundred days, this poison will actually kill people."

Murong Yanhui was shocked, but also felt a little relieved. Fortunately, he found it in time, otherwise

Is there an antidote?

Baili Changjue glanced at Murong Yanhui's thin lips with wounds, "The prince has helped her to solve the antidote for the Hundred Days' Drunkenness. It is the blood of a man."