"Well, it's so hot..."
Waves of heat hit her body, and Su Ruotang frowned tightly.
Isn't she dead? Why do you still feel hot?
"Ugly, it's a bit ugly. Cover your face and look at your body, it should taste good."
A wretched male voice came, and Su Ruotang's consciousness was blurred, and she noticed someone approaching.
She opened her eyes suddenly, rolled over and sat up, grabbing the visitor's neck, while strange memories flooded into her mind.
She died and lived again.
After being betrayed and heartbroken by her apprentice, she died tragically and was reborn as the daughter of the prime minister of the Dongqi Dynasty in another world. She was born prematurely and was weak. Her face was covered with black birthmarks and her appearance was ugly.
After my mother died, her food was not as good as the guard dog in the mansion.
When he followed his father and accompanied Shengjia to Qingling Temple, a national temple, to pray for blessings, he was given the top-notch beauty drug Huanyan Powder by his concubine.
The original subject was too weak to bear the effects of the medicine and died.
The middle-aged man blushed and struggled in pain, "You bitch, let me go, or I will kill you!"
Su Ruotang frowned: "Be quiet!"
She was also unlucky because she was a modern ancient martial arts holy doctor, but she was betrayed by her only disciple and died tragically after her heart was ripped out.
As for the reborn body, there are not more than ten types of poisons in the body, but there are seven or eight types of poisons in the body. It is a proper disease for a beautiful person... no, an ugly person.
The man was startled by the murderous coldness all over her body, and subconsciously did not dare to say anything.
Su Ruotang threw him to the ground casually and glanced at the burning incense on the table.
"Ah."
Su Ruotang chuckled lightly, stood up and opened the door. Under the shocked eyes of the maid outside the door, he tapped her mute point and threw her into the room.
The original owner's concubine arranged this big drama, and she had to accompany her to finish it.
The heat in her body became more and more serious. Su Ruotang closed the door behind her back and walked back up the mountain looking for the moisture in the air.
Looking at the lingering clouds below, she jumped without any hesitation.
Depend on!
The moment he fell into the water, Su Ruotang's expression suddenly changed.
This is not a cold pool, but a hot spring!
I originally wanted to rely on the cold pool to use internal force to force the medicinal properties out of the body, but now the heat in the body is stimulated by the hot spring. There is only one way to relieve it, otherwise the blood vessels will burst and die.
I just don’t know which death is more ugly, heart-breaking or blood-exploding.
Su Ruotang stuck out his head and wiped the water from his face.
The next second, she looked happy.
Not far ahead, a man in white underwear was leaning against the spring with his eyes closed.
After seeing the man's face clearly, Su Ruotang couldn't help but have a flash of surprise in her eyes.
Under the steam, the man's face was beautiful, and there was a sense of alienation in his eyebrows that was hard to approach, cold and noble.
Su Ruotang was a beauty-controller, so she smacked her lips and started to take off the man's clothes.
"Beauty, please help Jiang Hu. Don't worry, I'm not a good person and I won't be responsible for you."
As soon as he took off the man's shirt, he looked up and met a pair of light and cold black eyes.
"Who are you?"
Mo Ronyan's voice was low and cold, but the tone was warm and clear, as if mutton-fat white jade had fallen into ten thousand years of black ice, bringing with it a biting chill.
After biting her fingers and thinking for a moment, Su Ruotang reached out and touched his textured chest, tilted her head and smiled, "I am the fairy who is here to save you."
"You are so presumptuous!" Mo Ronyan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his tone was filled with frost.
The woman in front of me has smooth and delicate skin on the right side of her face, while there is a black birthmark the size of a quail egg on the left side of her face, which sounds like a broken gong.
With such a majestic appearance, how could she have the nerve to say that she was a fairy?
Su Ruotang raised her hand and lifted his chin: "Beauty, if you coax me well, maybe I will still cherish you."
If Mo Ronyan hadn't been unable to move due to the cold poison in his body, he would have slapped her to death.
He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "If you dare to touch me, I will kill you!"
"A beautiful woman dies under her skirt, but a ghost is also charming."
Su Ruotang tapped Mo Ronyan's mute point, pinched his wrist and was about to take action.
The next moment, her movements suddenly stopped.
In the memory of the original owner, the beauty in front of her was Mo Ronyan, the third prince who killed without blinking an eye, and was also the favorite prince of Emperor Wu Shun of Dongqi.
He went to the battlefield at the age of fifteen, and was the legend of Dongqi's invincibility. However, after defeating the enemy three years ago, he was poisoned by cold and died soon.
In the blink of an eye, Su Ruotang looked at Mo Rongyan's murderous eyes and without hesitation lowered his head and bit his wrist.
The best antidote for Huanyan Powder is men, but if a man is poisoned by cold, his blood can also cure Huanyan Powder.
Mo Ronyan had never been treated so lightly by someone before. He was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
The sweet and slightly cool blood filled the mouth, and Su Ruotang didn't let go until the heat in the body completely subsided.
She looked at the blood marks on Mo Rongyan's white wrist that she had chewed out, and she felt a rare feeling of guilt.
After struggling for a moment, Su Ruotang gathered her inner strength with her fingertips and quickly tapped the acupuncture points on Mo Ronyan's body.
The movements are smooth and smooth, done in one go.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Su Ruotang withdrew his inner strength, swayed slightly, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth into the water.
She raised her hand to casually wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth and rubbed Mo Ronyan's face.
"Beauty, you saved my life. I am not an ungrateful person. The poison in your body will not attack for the next three months."
What she didn't notice was that the blood fell on the blood jade bracelet on her wrist and disappeared instantly.
Not long after, two black figures landed on the edge of the hot spring, looking at their master who was half naked, with messy clothes, and porcelain white wrists covered with tooth marks.
Their expressions looked like they had seen a ghost:? ? ?
Who can tell them what happened?
They only left for half a stick of incense, but their master was raped?
Looking at this situation, is it still the one below who was knocked unconscious?
