When she was picked up from the mountain of corpses by her enemy Lu Yuan and brought back to the bamboo house——
He taught her how to read herbs, tied her silk hair for her, even when she destroyed the fields of medicines that were hard to find, he just smiled and sighed, "That's it."
This tenderness was like poisonous wine corroding the bones, until she put the dagger against his heart: "Mr. Lu, do you remember the poison that you personally prepared ten years ago?"
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He looked at the birthmark on her neck and burst into tears: "The child your sister fought to protect... Is actually you?"
The moment the poison-quenched crossbow arrow broke through the air, Lu Yuan fiercely protected her under him.
When the poisonous arrow penetrated his back, Yun Luo touched the object on his heart: it was actually the hosta she had broken when she was young, and had been thinly entangled with dark gold threads for ten years.
