Fuck you

His eyes were very red, and the whites of his eyes were covered with thin bloodshot eyes. When he said this, he propped his forehead, his fingers were still stained with wine, and the hair that slipped out of the golden crown was messy and stuck to his forehead.

Qianmo stretched out his hand and tickled his forehead lightly. Shaoshang was startled, and almost slapped the hand on his forehead away. Then he realized something, and suddenly raised his head. His bright eyes saw Qianmo's indifference. His countenance darkened again.

Mingyue Gui is a bit confused. These two people will go north and south for a while, and will be cold and hot for a while. Is this a breakup or a reconciliation?

But Mingyuegui could see clearly that when Qianmo helped Shaoshang tidy his hair, his right hand behind his back did not shrink together.

Others may not know it, but Mingyuegui, who knows the inside story, knows very well that Qianmo's right hand is basically useless, and it is difficult to bend it into a fist like an ordinary person.

He couldn't help much in this situation, he could only sigh silently.

Qian Mo still did not refuse, the wine glass was placed on the left hand side, and he picked it up, not knowing what he was thinking, staring at the amber liquid for a while, then turned his face and smiled slightly: "You are my brother after all, I Hope you are well."

The last light in Shaoshang's eyes was completely extinguished, he grabbed the wine and drank it in one gulp, his eyes were fierce, he threw the glass on the table casually after drinking, and directly grabbed the flagon to drink it.

Mingyue Gui clicked his tongue, and felt for the first time that Shaoshang was not as domineering as he appeared on the surface, at least in front of Qianmo, he was more like a child seeking attention by causing damage. .

Qian Mo's lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything after all.He patted Shao Shang's shoulder, and suddenly felt a churning in his stomach.

Two glasses of wine are nothing to others, but to him it is deadly poison.

"I'll go out to get some air." He said hastily, stood up and walked out, fearing that if he was too late, he would not be able to hold on, and Shao Shang would find out something.

There were only a few heavenly soldiers guarding the jade platform, Qianmo heaved a sigh of relief, and ran to the farther spring pool, leaning on the jade stone platform and slowly collapsing on the ground.

He was gasping for breath, trembling even for panting, the sweat on his forehead rolled down and slid into his neck, mixed with the cold sweat on his body, and his underwear was all wet on his body.

The five fingers of the right hand began to burst into small bloody openings, and the originally long and beautiful fingers were also swollen. If you look closely, you will find that there are no blood vessels under the pale skin on the back of the hand, and even the bloody openings that burst out are miserable white. , not a single drop of blood flowed.

Qian Mo tilted his body, feeling that he could not hold on anymore.The wine was good wine, with a faint peach fragrance between his lips and teeth, but it was also poison, the poison that triggered his illness.

"As long as you need, I can pick off the moon in the sky for you, but there is one thing that you must never touch, unless you don't want to live."

This is what Yi Ge once said. Now that I think about it, I can only shake my head with a wry smile. Not only did he drink wine today, but he drank two glasses at a time. He is really a patient who does not let the doctor worry.

There is no one around, only the soft sound of the rippling water in the spring pool.Qian Mo knew that drinking this cup was inevitable today, so he secretly prepared medicine before coming here.

The left hand was shaking as badly as the right hand, and I stretched it into my arms several times without success.Unable to gather strength, and really didn't want to die at his father's birthday banquet just because of a glass of wine, Qian Mo gritted his teeth, pressed his back against the pool wall, and used the pool wall's strength to thrust his left hand into his arms.

once.

twice.

Five times.

eight times...

Damn.

If I knew this would happen, I should have put the medicine in my sleeve pocket.

Qian Mo drooped his left hand down, closed his eyes, the whole world was spinning, his stomach was already numb with pain, and the taste of blood began to rise from his throat.

He breathed heavily, the sun was dazzling, but he felt cold, and when he closed his eyes, he had the illusion that he had died.

Until the light in front of him was dim, it seemed that there was a shadow blocking him, and the whole person shivered from the cold.

He struggled to open his eyes to see, but he couldn't see clearly, he could only distinguish who it was.He breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to speak, but tried a few times but could only make an indistinct trill.

The visitor stretched out his index finger and pressed his lips to signal silence, then knelt down on one knee and wrapped his arms around his shoulders, with careful movements, letting his head rest on his shoulder.

Then, the man took out the small medicine bottle from his arms, and he didn't know how much to take, so he randomly stuffed five or six pills into his mouth.

It took about a cup of tea to slow down like this before Qian Mo woke up from the chaotic state of unconsciousness. Although he was still very uncomfortable, his complexion improved a lot anyway, and cold sweat also fell down.

He swore that no matter how long this body lasted, he would never touch alcohol again.

too uncomfortable.

"Mingyue... you... are here..." Qianmo tried to smile, apologetically.

"How do you feel?" It was Mingyuegui who followed, and he always felt that Qianmo was not in good condition, so he followed him because he was really worried when he left the table suddenly.

"Qianmo, why didn't you tell Shaoshang that you can't drink!" Ming Yuegui frowned, holding Qianmo's right hand with both hands and gently squeezing, "Who are you showing your bravado? If something happens to you, what will happen to the Empress?" How can it be easier to live with less business!"

His voice was not harsh, it could even be said to be very gentle, as if he was afraid of scaring the person in his arms: "Are you feeling better? I'll help you go to the side hall to rest."

Qianmo lowered his hand, and his voice sounded weak: "No, there's no need, it's better not to let others know about it, Mingyue, I'm a little thirsty, help me..."

"I'll fetch the water for you." Mingyue Gui immediately said, taking him with his arms to lean against the wall of the pool, and stood up, "I remember drinking the spring water from a nearby pool to nourish your spirit. Wait for me, I'll be there soon return."

Qian Mo let out a lazy "um", closed his eyes and did not move.

Mingyuegui is not very familiar with Yaotai, but only knows that the water in every spring pool here can be imported. The Yaotai raised on the top of Kunlun Mountain is originally a place of beauty, and the large and small springs in Yaochi are even more amazing. Some even raised water spirits.

Mingyuegui used to be playful and wanted to drink the golden spring water in a certain pool, when she lowered her head, a green hand suddenly emerged from the water in the pool, almost dragging him into it.Jiang Sui reprimanded him, and he was also taken aback, so he was very impressed.

Later, he specifically inquired about the golden pond that raised water spirits. It is a medicine pond that Queen Mother of the West loves very much. The water quality is sweet and clear, and the aura is abundant and pure.

He still remembers the location of the medicine pond, but so many years have passed, he doesn't know if it is still there...

Along the way, there were only a few heavenly soldiers guarding from a distance, and they didn't come to stop them when they saw the bright moon swaying wildly. Probably the shining disciple Ling Xin at his waist played a role.

Mingyuegui proudly walked past with her waist upright, and easily arrived at the edge of the golden pond. She squatted down and remembered that she didn't bring anything to catch the water.

There are patches of sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted all around, and the air is fragrant. Mingyue returned to a branch of sweet-scented osmanthus, twisted it in his hand, and the sweet-scented osmanthus turned into a beautiful cup in his hand.