The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

The blood oozes out from there, like a gorgeous red flower blooming.

Jiang Li looked straight at the corpse, his blood surged and he fainted.

[Hey, host, you scared the villain out! 】zz screamed, obviously the scene just now was very exciting.

Didn't this seat ask for your consent? You said she could kill her.

[...] That feeling is my fault?

Ling Qingxuan probed Jiang Li's breath, which was very weak, and his body was still shaking.

He fainted from poison.

It was a waste of time to bring him back for treatment, so Ling Qingxuan found a dilapidated building nearby and put him on the half-wet dry grass.

[Host host, save the villain, he is dying. ] Tracking Jiang Li's heart rate, zz clenched his hoofs, so he wasn't nervous.

The crescent moon didn't know when to reveal the whole picture, and the bright cold light sprinkled on Jiang Li's trembling eyelashes.

Ling Qingxuan looked at him without reaching out for a while.

The villain died of poisoning, and she doesn't have to beware of his assassination at any time in the future.

[Host, you can get goodwill, the villain will not kill you if the goodwill is high. 】

How much he feels now.

[...] zz doesn't want to say much.

[Good, favorable impression is 10, but this has doubled compared to the last 5~]

Ling Qingxuan casually found dry firewood and lit it. The light warmed the air a little, but Jiang Li groaned in pain.

[嘤嘤嘤, people are going to cry, host! 】zz jumped in a hurry, 【Host, he is your husband, for the sake of your name, don't you save him? 】

Why do you always ask me to save someone who is going to kill me?

[Because...because...]zz has no authority to speak.

Ling Qingxuan fiddled with the firewood, pulled Jiang Li over, lifted his face towel and fed a pill.

zz was careful not to speak.

The clothes on his body were pulled, and Jiang Li was a little sober. After he saw Ling Qingxuan, he struggled and coughed up blood again, but this time he coughed out a lot of relief.

He didn't seem to be as painful as the poisoning before, but he was still sweating.

He raised his hand to touch his face, the face towel was still there, and he breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

Ling Qingxuan still doesn't know his identity.

"Why are you taking off my clothes." He was so angry that his voice was hoarse.

"If it gets wet, it will catch cold."

When he catches a cold, he has a fever, and when he has a high fever, he becomes ill again.

Jiang Li pursed his lips, seeing that she hadn't completely stripped himself off, so he raised his eyes to look at her.

The firelight shone on her face, which seemed warm and icy.

He remembered the scene of her murder, neat and tidy, he couldn't do that.

"Why save me?"

She recognized that she was the one who assassinated her, so why did she want to save her?

Obviously all he thought in his mind was to let her die, but she was saving him.

Obviously, as long as she raises her hand, she can kill him.

"smoothly."

He didn't believe it was easy!

The cold palm pressed against his forehead, and the scratched mark rubbed slightly, making him irritable.

"Why are you touching me!"

"You're dead, it's very troublesome."

"..."

For a moment, Jiang Li wanted to take off his face towel, showing her that it was her husband who had been assassinating her.

But he dared not.

Seeing that he was in good spirits, Ling Qingxuan let go of him and threw the clothes he had just stripped off to him, "Dry it yourself."

[...] zz really wants to help his host to keep his body warm, but now it's cowardly and can only be a mute.

His body was cold, and the firewood could only warm for a short while. Jiang Li shook his clothes and heated the fire, his eyes involuntarily aimed at Ling Qingxuan.

After thinking about it, he felt that Ling Qingxuan had a crush on him during the assassination process.

They cuddled and slept together before, and now they save him.

She has a fiancé-in-law, and her other identity, Jiang Fu Shi, is still doing this to an assassin.

Abusive!

I like it when I see a man, huh!

Jiang Li turned his head away from her.

Of course women are all the same.

"You do it yourself."

When he was still in chaos, Ling Qingxuan had already stood up. She took off her coat and threw it on top of him. By the way, she threw another bottle of medicine.

She's going back to sleep.

"You, are you leaving now?"

If you don't go, you have to listen to your heart.

I'm afraid I can't help but kill you.

Ling Qingxuan didn't answer, and left in a flash.

Jiang Li pinched her coat and slowly took off the face towel.

The tear moles under the delicate eyebrows are like the finishing touch, elevating his appearance to the extreme.

She put on her clothes, opened the medicine bottle, and stretched out towards the firewood.

After a long while, he withdrew his hand and took the medicine she gave him for the first time.

Anyway, this life was saved by her, and if she died of poisoning, it would be returned to her.

It's a pity that this medicine is very powerful. After he was full of energy, he simply cleaned up and hurried back to the house in the dark of night.

At least for now, his identity cannot be revealed.

...

Aya Qingxuan slept until dawn, went up to the office as usual without breakfast, and learned that some interesting things happened last night.

For example, some officials received swords and silver coins.

Another example is that the killer group seems to be fighting, and many people died. When the government went to collect the corpses this morning, there was a word next to it reminding that the blood was poisonous.

Another example is that the old house that has been deserted suddenly burst into flames.

It has to be said that after their word of mouth, it is very exciting.

Aya Qingxuan clutched her stomach and wanted to go home for breakfast.

Nothing else, let's go.

Li Ru's greetings were ignored by her, and she got into the carriage directly.

However, what I faced back was not breakfast, but a variety of pastries.

"Master wife, this is made by the servant, do you want to try it?"

Jiang Li was holding a plate. The color of the pastries on it looked particularly beautiful, but the appearance was a bit indescribable.

zz, why did the villain suddenly make cakes for me, do they want to poison me?

She only saved this little conscience yesterday, but she never thought that this man's heart is a needle in the bottom of the sea.

[...Host, why don't you have mind reading skills. 】

Ling Qingxuan picked up a cake that looked like a black-skinned pig under Jiang Li's expectant gaze.

zz: ? ? ?

Jiang Li wanted to gain her trust while repaying her for saving her life.

Then he made the pastry, and of course, this was his first time cooking.

Ajia was so nervous that she didn't dare to come out.

His son learned to please His Royal Highness, he is very pleased!

The cake was close to her lips, and Aya Qingxuan's face was not very good.

Not tasty, this is definitely not tasty.

Aya Qingxuan put down her teeth with a light bite.

zz, can this seat directly point out his shortcomings?

[No, please turn the host around and say. 】

So Ling Qingxuan turned his body and changed direction.

"tastes bad."

If you eat all of it, it will definitely poison her body.

【……】Host! Not this kind of turn!

There seemed to be a cracking sound from the plate, but it was still held by Jiang Li.

With a Yingying smile on his face, he said, "My wife prefers the cakes made by the son of Shangguan?"

It looks almost the same, he has tried his best.

"I didn't eat his."

But Jiang Li had tasted it.

Jiang Li put on the broken plate and stepped back with a smile. He had to change this broken cooking skill.