"Yunlin, stop!"
A slight stinging pain came from his heart. Yunlin heard Ding Yuxi's voice in a trance and subconsciously let go of his hand.
'Kangdang'——
The dagger fell to the ground.
Yunlin looked at the door blankly and moved his lips, "Brother..."
Ding Yuxi walked in quickly, looking at the slight blush on his heart, frowning tightly, "You are stupid! Just stab it like this, won't it hurt?"
Yunlin shook his head with blurred eyes, a smile on his lips, "It doesn't hurt."
Ding Yuxi opened his clothes, carefully sprinkled the hemostatic powder on his heart, and scolded him distressedly, "Do you think you have few scars on your body?"
Yunlin's face was pale, and his lips were bloodless because of him. He said weakly, "No..."
Su Ruotang blinked, pinched the jade rabbit bracelet with her thin white fingertips, and said in a faint tone, "Can you detoxify us first, and then show the brotherly love?"
A blush appeared on Yunlin's pale cheeks.
He wiped his eyes in panic and said in a low voice, "Brother...Brother, don't waste the powder. You can keep it for yourself later."
Ding Yuxi glared at him and looked at Su Ruotang, "You said you would protect his life."
Su Ruotang corrected him slowly: "I try my best, not necessarily."
Ding Yuxi choked.
Yunlin grabbed Ding Yuxi's sleeve with his thin fingers and whispered: "Brother, life or death is destined."
"If it weren't for my brother, Yunlin would have died ten years ago."
"Yunlin is very content to live for ten more years."
Ding Yuxi's eyes were swollen and painful.
He brought Yunlin back, but couldn't protect him.
He was tortured by Ding Mo for ten years and never had a good day.
After half a cup of tea.
Yunlin's room.
He lay quietly on the bed, looking at the needle in Su Ruotang's hand with a calm expression.
He didn't even ask what this strange thing was.
Su Ruotang put on sterile gloves and disinfected his heart with alcohol cotton.
She lowered her long eyelashes and looked at Yun Lin indifferently. Her soft voice was emotionless and she said, "You really don't regret it?"
Yunlin shook his head gently: "Third Princess, my brother is kind-hearted. He has never harmed anyone. Can you not embarrass him?"
Su Ruotang raised his eyebrows slightly: "He is my friend, so naturally I will not embarrass him."
"It's you, you really don't regret it?"
Yun Lin's eyes were filled with bitterness: "Who would want to die if he could live?"
"But I don't have much time left. If I can use this remaining life to save you and the Third Highness, my ten more years of life will not be in vain."
Su Ruotang glanced at him in surprise: "You are quite transparent."
When the last note fell, she pierced the long needle into his heart.
Yunlin bit her lower lip suddenly, and a muffled groan escaped from her throat.
His forehead was suddenly covered with cold sweat, and his consciousness gradually became drowsy.
Seeing that ten milliliters of cardiac blood had been drawn, Su Ruotang quickly pulled out the needle and squeezed the blood into the white jade bottle that had been prepared in advance.
Turning the palm of his hand, a silver needle from the deep sea appeared, and in the blink of an eye it pierced the acupuncture point of Yun Lin's heart.
She pinched his chin and inserted a pill into it.
At the same time, he was given a dose of cardiotonic injection.
Looking at Yun Lin who fell into coma, Su Ruotang sighed softly and opened the door.
Ding Yuxi, who had been circling outside the door, turned around immediately when he heard the door open.
He looked at Su Ruotang and opened his mouth. There seemed to be a foreign object stuck in his throat. It was so swollen and painful that he could not spit out any syllables.
Su Ruotang shook the white jade bottle in his hand at him, and four words escaped from his throat, "He is still alive."
Hearing these four words that sounded like the sound of nature, Ding Yuxi suddenly felt that the heavy darkness in his heart was illuminated by a beam of light.
He was so excited that he smashed his right hand on the palm of his left hand, his eyes were slightly red, and he bowed deeply to Su Ruotang, "Thank you."
Su Ruotang spoke softly: "It's me who should thank you. Without you, Ayan and I are destined to have only one life."
"Don't worry, his life is saved."
"Take good care of it from now on. Although you won't be able to enjoy a normal life span, you can still live longer."
Ding Yuxi sniffed and said in a hoarse voice, "Friend, I've finished the medicine you gave me. Can I get it from you again?"
Su Ruotang nodded: "Okay, I will ask Zilin Guard to deliver medicine every month."
Ding Yuxi rubbed his eyes randomly: "Thank you, friend."
Su Ruotang looked at the handsome man in the courtyard and waved, "Go in and take care of him."
As she said that, she picked up the hem of her skirt and ran towards Mo Ronyan, her eyebrows arched, "Ayan, I successfully got the antidote, and Yunlin is not dead either."
Mo Ronyan took two quick steps, hugged the girl who seemed to be flying towards her like a bird, and hummed softly.
The voice, as clear as cold jade, was full of endearment, "My little Begonia is so amazing."
The breeze blew by, picking up their hair and tangled them together.
The white embroidered skirt and the black hidden gold thread hem outline create an ink painting with appropriate shades.
Three days later.
Man City Auction.
The Lord of Mancheng is a middle-aged man with handsome features.
He carefully accompanied Mo Ronyan and others into the private room on the top floor of the auction venue.
Mo Jinming and Fu Beixian returned to the capital yesterday with the herbs from Wanchong Village.
The Lord of Mancheng entered the private room and immediately knelt down, "Your Highness, I deserve to die."
Mo Rongyan pulled Su Ruotang to sit on the low couch, glanced at the auction table below, and said in a calm voice, "Get up."
The Lord of Mancheng stood up wiping the sweat from his forehead, picked up the teapot himself and poured five cups of tea, "Your Highness, Third Prince and Concubine, please have some tea."
Su Ruotang held her chin with one hand and tapped the teacup with her white fingertips, "You are controlled by Ding Mo. I can't blame you."
"From now on, just do more good deeds for the people and make up for your own mistakes."
"Yes, thank you Third Princess for your advice." The Lord of Mancheng breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I will not disturb you nobles."
After saying that, he bowed his back and retreated.
Ding Yuxi picked up the tea and took a sip: "Friends, the finale this time is a sky blue jadeite."
Su Ruotang's peach blossom eyes were shining brightly, "Friends, if I win, I'll treat you to a big dinner."
As she finished speaking, she glanced out of the corner of her eye at the two people below who were respectfully led in by the maid, and the smile on her delicate face faded instantly.
The originally bright and ostentatious face now had a cold expression, revealing a bit of coolness and beauty that made people dare not look at her.
Ding Yuxi followed her gaze and said, "Friend, what's wrong?"
An indifferent smile appeared on Su Ruotang's lips: "It's nothing, just meeting an old acquaintance."
One of the adopted sons of the original owner's mother, Su Yi, the eldest son of the Su family.
After Tan Qingran died, he was also the person who hated the original owner the most.
The original owner didn't know why his three brothers who loved him so much became disgusted with him after his mother died.
In order to make her brothers like her again, she turned into a licking dog.
Su Yi likes to drink tea, especially the tea brewed with morning dew on the petals of plum blossoms in winter.
In order to get the morning dew, the original owner did not dare to sleep in the middle of the night and stayed in the plum garden.
In order to collect enough morning dew to make tea, she spent the whole winter in the plum garden in the middle of the night.
My limbs were severely frostbitten, and abscesses formed on my five fingers. The slightest movement caused excruciating pain.
One winter, the original owner only collected half a jar of morning dew.
Regardless of her feverish body, she happily gave it to Su Yi.
Su Yi, however, disliked the blood on his hands for contaminating the morning dew, and kicked the jar of morning dew away.
He lovingly escorted Su Muyao, who had brought her breakfast, into the house, completely ignoring the original owner who was lying on the ground unconscious due to high fever.
His words and expressions were full of worry for Su Muyao:
"Yao'er, why did you get up so early on a cold day? What should I do if I get sick from the cold?"
