Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

Lovesickness Gu has been divided into two parts since ancient times. Lin Shengbing used the semi-finished version, but Mei Zhoulu used the complete version.

Living and dying together, Su Wanqing lived a new life. Not only did he not become smarter, but he became even more insatiable.

She wanted to take into her arms the power and position, as well as the family and friendship she had longed for for a long time.

So, her eyes turned red when she heard this.

She studied literature during the day and practiced poisoning at night. She was so tired that she lost her appearance and her face was tanned.

The attendant on one side did not dare to stay any longer. He held up the longevity noodles on the dining table and stepped back facing the prince without making any sound.

Su Wanqing is the best at acting coquettishly, and she is not afraid that the other party will not accept this trick. She is kneeling on the side of Xisu's wheelchair, holding one of Xisu's hands imploringly.

"Susu, it's all my fault, and I don't want to deceive you. It's just that I really can't trust a living person like my heart."

Su Wanqing carefully looked at Xisu's face with the look of a thief on a candlestick.

There is no trust between husband and wife. In the front there is herself and Xiao Qi, and in the back there is Yang Yunhe and Lin Shengbing.

As for friends, Su Wanqing didn't have even half of them in her previous life. Xisu was like a dutiful puppet, doing things as told and risking his life to protect her.

Su Wanqing wanted to treat the other person as a friend, but felt that the other person's motives at the beginning were not pure enough, and was worried that the other person would one day backstab him, causing him to die miserably.

She looked at Xisu's unpredictable expression, and a tense string in her heart was broken. The old emperor was also scheming with his queen, and it was really difficult for her and Xisu to be honest with each other.

When Su Wanqing wooed Aunt Chen, she was already dragging Xisu onto her pirate ship. At that time, what she was thinking about was to use the only resources around her to achieve her goals.

She's just so unscrupulous.

She lives for her own benefit.

"Miss, I haven't said anything yet, why are you crying so hard?"

Xisu took care of Su Wanqing for a period of time, and realized that this young lady’s life was like a kite that rose and fell three times. He pitied her because she was the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Shuntian; ignored her, she was a beggar and could still support another person. A great beggar.

Such a person, no matter what, can survive alone.

Acting coquettishly, crying, and throwing things like crazy were all Su Wanqing's methods to attract attention. Xisu covered Su Wanqing's palm with his other hand.

She raised the corners of her mouth, half-smiling, and her eyes showed that she didn't want to say anything directly.

"Today is my birthday. The lady promised to give me a sword. Where is the sword? I have already thought about what it should be called."

Xisu's words made Su Wanqing confused because he thought he had revealed his secret. Su Wanqing quickly turned her back, stood up with a smile, and looked at Xisu happily.

"I knew you would like that knife, Susu. You like to sit in the courtyard and sharpen the knife on weekdays. You oil the knife for maintenance from time to time. You must be a knife-loving person!"

As soon as Su Wanqing was happy, he began to talk nonsense.

In the eyes of a killer, a knife is what saves his life and food. Even if he doesn't like it, he still has to put a lot of effort into taking care of it.

It's a pity that Su Wanqing doesn't understand.

She is a huge self-centered idiot.

"Susu, is this your first wish?"

Su Wanqing was very excited. Xiao Zi, who had been shrinking in her arms, was awakened by her pounding heart. It followed Su Wanqing's bulging neck muscles and climbed all the way to the top of Su Wanqing's head.

"Yes, this is my first wish."

Xisu laughed when he saw Su Wanqing's calculations were so loud that he thought the other party didn't know about it.

In this world, a person who is too old to die is a thief. How could a ruthless character like Shuntian Hou fail to see Su Wanqing's little thoughts?

A woman is very ambitious. She inherited her mother's beauty and her mother's ambition. If it were a man, Shuntianhou might be happier. After all, sons have inherited their father's legacy since ancient times.

Su Wanqing is not a man, she is herself.

Shu Yu, who came out from the banquet to enjoy the cold air to sober up, happened to watch this scene and was called by Su Wanqing to get the sword.

Not long after, the knife was delivered by Shu Yu, holding the brocade box and running all the way.

Su Wanqing opened the long cover, revealing the scabbard of the knife. The simple dragon leather was glowing with moisture.

Xisu pressed the wound on his butterfly bone and felt that it was not in the way. He immediately put the knife case on his knees and pulled out the blade with one hand.

The killer's cold eyes were reflected on the cold blade. Xisu's eyebrows did not move, and fierce killing intent naturally burst out from his body.

"The blade is as clear as the finest Persian glass. If you put a few drops of blood on it, it will look even better. Let's call it 'bleeding'."

Xisu lowered her head and caressed the sharpened knife with her fingers. The more she stopped smiling, the more she hid a fanatical tremor in her heart.

She loves killing people.

The professionalism of a killer makes her instinctively unable to refuse a murder weapon.

She smiled and raised her head, facing Su Wanqing's astonished face, and thanked her softly.

"I like this knife very much. My second wish is that I hope that the lady will buy me a puppy from Zhuque Street. Prince Mo's mansion is too big and it is boring for me to be alone. I want to have a companion to accompany me."

Xisu's injuries will have to wait until the end of the year to fully heal.

Su Wanqing felt that this was an easy matter for him, so he nodded in agreement immediately.

"Susu, what kind of puppy do you like?"

Seeing a smile on Xisu's face, Su Wanqing became bolder.

She was originally worried that Xisu would find out that he had used his true thoughts on her, dragging her into being a short-lived ghost with her, and would be angry with her.

Xisu talked for a long time, and by the time she finished speaking, Su Wanqing was so sleepy that she dozed off and could fall asleep standing up.

Under the moonlight, a strong fragrance of jasmine flowers floated from the air.

The snow-white fireworks are like flying flowers, bright and dazzling in various shapes.

Kang Hu was still holding a mourning stick in his arms, stepping on the void and falling gracefully behind Su Wanqing.

He quickly tapped the other person's acupuncture points, and then followed the sleeping person.

Kang Hu wore a pair of white gloves on his hands, which seemed to be made of the tender white fish skin on the belly of the fish. They fit perfectly on the palm of his hand and seemed to sparkle with white light.

She wears a sapphire blue wide-sleeved dress with elegant skirts. The glazed beauty head hanging around her neck has been replaced by a string of crystal beads as big as pigeon eggs. For every ten beads, there is a Bodhi bead.

The jewel-encrusted fox mask on his face has not changed at all, it is still sparkling, only revealing his two cunning peach blossom eyes.

"Su Wanqing cultivated the poison path and was destined to live a long life. Although the poison sect has a secret method of grafting new ideas onto others, not everyone can use it. In the past, this was the reason why the two saints of the poison sect parted ways."

Kang Hu's voice was hoarse, as unpleasant as a rough stone rubbing against another uneven stone, which made Xisu frown.

"Then tell me, how long can Su Wanqing live?"

She didn't quite believe in a person like Kang Hu. Not long ago, Kang Hu used the three treasure basin method to make money as a gift to Su Yaoqin. She could see through that he was restless in his bones and liked to watch people fight.

However, except for Kanghu, she could not find any records about the poisonous sect.

Can only be dubious.