It is an imaginary ancient Chinese novel that is neither time travel nor rebirth, nor a golden finger, nor a system.
Strong men and strong women, marry first and love later, grow and protect together.
"Don't ask me to laugh, I'm not one. In one sentence, give me the antidote or not." She didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore.
"No." Mr. He turned around and replied.
"Okay, then don't blame me for being rude."
"Master, if you firmly refuse to give it, I will kidnap Qi Che to be my stronghold husband. Anyway, he will not survive and wants to make peace with me. Then I will kidnap him and fight against him to become a desperate mandarin duck. Wouldn't it be happy?"
"Smile, don't be impulsive!"
"Don't talk nonsense. As long as you think your tribe can bear the responsibility of me kidnapping the prince, you can continue to carry it to your death. It doesn't matter that I am alone anyway." She sat there and watched him continue to perform.
"You..."
"Let's be honest, if you don't give it today, we will die together. You'd better think carefully about whether you can stop me."
Mr. He was a little moved when he saw her resolute look that refused to refute.
At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of a dagger being unsheathed, and then saw Du Xiao threateningly pointing the blade towards his neck.
"Do you want to give it or not? Don't tell me you don't have it. You never use medicine without a backdoor..."
