Mo Siyu simply straddled Chu Chuyan's body, pressed Chu Chuyan's shoulder tightly, and said loudly: "Brother Yan, just swallow it, just swallow it."

Seeing this, the personal guard quickly covered his eyes and turned his back.

Zhuang Qingyun looked away, coughed lightly, embarrassed, and followed the guards out of the wing.

Chu Chuyan's struggle became weaker and weaker. The pill was just in his mouth, and he couldn't swallow it or spit it out.

Mo Siyu turned around anxiously, she shouted: "Pour some tea quickly."

As soon as he turned his head, there was still half a figure in the wing room. Mo Siyu was so angry that he cursed in a low voice, and he simply bent down without doing anything.

Chu Chuyan squinted his eyes weakly, looking at the face of Chi Chi who was close by, there was a moment of chaos in his mind,...

The Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, and the pill obediently rolled down Chu Chuyan's throat and fell into his stomach...

The pain of burning internal organs subsided quickly, but his body became crisp and numb, as if he didn't obey his commands.

Chu Chuyan's hands tightly grabbed Mo Siyu's sleeves, refusing to let go,

The housekeeper followed Mo Siyu, although he couldn't keep up with Mo Siyu's speed, he still ran over with his old cold legs, and happened to come across this scene:

This... blinded the old slave!

The butler covered his eyes and turned away.

It's broad daylight, the sky is bright, the young people are really... not shy at all.

I don't even look at where this is, this is the priest's mansion.

The housekeeper was afraid that the two of them would just wipe their guns and go off, so he coughed heavily and raised his voice: "Miss Yu, how is Young Master Chu?"

The two were alarmed, and Mo Siyu pulled Chu Chuyan up from the ground, looked Chu Chuyan up and down, and replied to the housekeeper without blushing or panting: "It's better, thank you for being in time, old man." inform."

The butler just turned around, thinking that the little girl in front of him would be shy and shameless, but he didn't expect this girl to stand in front of her, with a more open and calm face than the old man like him, which made the butler I'm a little embarrassed.

Then look at Chu Chuyan who is standing on the side, who is full of weakness, he can't even stand firmly, his complexion is so red that he is about to bleed, it is probably the sequelae of the fire poison attack...

The butler followed Zhuang Qingyun's instructions and explained: "The old slave just followed the order of the high priest to inform Miss Yu. Unfortunately, it took some time due to inconvenient legs and feet. Please don't mind Miss Yu too much."

Mo Siyu's heart was like a mirror, but he didn't care about it, he just asked: "Is the high priest still going to imprison Brother Yan?"

The butler didn't dare to call the shots: "This old slave doesn't know."

Mo Siyu sighed, paused, and took out the medicine bottle in his arms and handed it to Chu Chuyan: "There are still some pills here, and I will take them for you. If the fire poison recurs next time, take one pill." .”

Chu Chuyan shook the porcelain bottle and said, "Mo'er, these pills won't last long..."

Even if they took the pills on the road now, and the two of them returned to Jincheng all the way, they might take the antidote that temporarily suppressed the poison in their bodies halfway, and die again.