I, Lan Qiandie, the successor of the Poison Saint of Southern Xinjiang, set foot in the capital in search of the white moonlight I have not seen for ten years.
Unexpectedly, the benefactor was not found, and he was forcibly kissed by a useless good-for-nothing prince in the street!
What a joke, are my Poison Saint disciples taking advantage of me in vain? Backhand, he blindly "breaks his soul and disperses", ensuring that he will say goodbye to women from now on!
But when an old friend from my school asked me to treat my sick grandson, I was dumbfounded.
The good-for-nothing prince who was in agony in front of me actually had the plum blossom mark on his wrist that I thought about day and night!
Good guy, Bai Yueguang is actually this big scoundrel!
To repay my kindness, I endure it! He moved into the palace, made three arrangements during the day, and brewed bitter medicine at night, which was bound to bring him back to the right path.
But what happened to this man?
"Die'er, I'm sick of poison. I'm feeling cold all over. I want a hug."
"Die'er, this poison has invaded my heart and needs a kiss from you to suppress it."
Seeing the cunning flash in his eyes, I understood that this was no good-for-nothing prince, he was clearly a black-headed and big-tailed wolf!
Later, he stepped on the scumbag, pointed his sword at the court, and returned to the top, but he only pretended to be pitiful in front of me: "Madam, my husband is 'poisoned' again, please seek treatment..."
