Hearing song Qingshu mention her husband, Huang Rong's heart flashed a trace of apology. Now that she got the antidote, she didn't have the first time to save brother Jing!

Huang Rong nodded and walked into the room with a porcelain vase. Guo Jing was sitting on the bed, looking like he was transferring his whole body Qi. It was only from the sweat on his face that we could see that the situation was not optimistic.

"Rong'er, is that you?" As usual, you can tell his wife's footsteps by Guo Jing's skill. But now the inner power of Dantian is empty and blind. You can only tell that the person who comes in is light footed. She should be a woman.

"Brother Jing, we have found the antidote." Seeing her husband's miserable appearance, Huang Rong had a sour nose and hurried to help him.

Song Qingshu leans against the curtain at the door and doesn't go in to disturb them. It's strange to say that although he has a strong possessive desire for women, he doesn't feel uncomfortable at all when he looks at Huang Rong and Guo Jing's intimacy. After thinking about it, he can only use "Huang Rong is Guo Jing's wife" to explain.

"It seems that I'm really a pervert." Song Qingshu can't help laughing at himself. After all, he is not the kind of man who kills his husband and seizes his wife like Yun Zhonghe. Although he likes the feeling of occupying Huang Rong, he doesn't want to destroy other people's marriage because of this. On the one hand, he has to consider the great cause and his own reputation; on the other hand, his nature is just like that.

At this moment when he was distracted, Huang Rong had roughly explained the process of getting the antidote, and Guo Jing was amazed: "young Xia song is so resourceful that he thought of such a clever method."

Song Qingshu smiles: "great Xia Guo, I'm flattered. You'd better take the antidote as soon as possible. Mrs. Guo didn't know how worried she was about you just now."

Huang Rong looks at him unexpectedly, but he says something nice for himself in front of brother Jing.

Guo Jing was also moved. He grabbed his wife's hand: "rong'er, it's really hard for you this time."

Huang Rong is just like a frightened rabbit. She shrinks her hand. She just realizes that it's not right. How can she avoid her husband's contact? Unconsciously, she turns her head and forgets song Qingshu. When she finds that the other party is looking at her with great interest, Huang Rong is in a panic and moves her eyes away.

Guo Jing touched the empty space, feeling disappointed: "rong'er, you..."

Huang Rong's face turned red. She made an excuse and said in a low voice, "young Xia song is still watching. Brother Jing, you are not afraid of shame."

Guo Jing chuckled twice. It turned out that his wife was tender and shy.

In order to hide her embarrassment, Huang Rong took out a porcelain vase and poured out an antidote from it. Suddenly, a fresh fragrance of medicine came out in the room, and she knew it was not ordinary.

Huang Rong looked at the antidote carefully, and could not help nodding. There was no problem with the antidote. She has a family background. Pharmacist Huang is a genius for refining medicine. Although her estimation is less than 10% of her father's, it's OK to judge whether the antidote is poisonous or not.

She knew that Ouyang Feng was always cunning and didn't trust each other very much. She didn't feel relieved until she saw that the antidote was nontoxic.

Guo Jing takes the antidote, and song Qingshu helps him to do the work and disperse the medicine. As her husband's pale face turns red, Huang Rong's face finally starts to smile.

But her smile didn't last long, but Guo Jing's face became more and more red, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of poisonous blood.

Song Qingshu, who is dissolving the medicine for Guo Jing, is shocked. He feels that the breath in his opponent's body suddenly becomes very disordered. The poison he suppressed before seems to be rising again.

"What's the matter with you, brother Jing?" Huang Rong exclaimed and reached out to help her husband. As a result, she found that her husband's skin was horribly hot. Guo Jing opened her eyes and looked at her. Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something. Unfortunately, before she could speak, she fell on the bed without any sound.

"Brother Jing!" At that moment, Huang Rong's heart was broken. Huoran turned back and glared at Song Qingshu, "song, you are so poisonous!"

Song Qingshu frowned: "what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Huang Rong sneered, "you've directed and played such a play just to kill brother Jing with a knife. You just had the chance to possess me honestly. I'm really blind. I believe you really want to save brother Jing."

Song Qingshu took a look at her and said in a deep voice: "you are in a mood now, and you will inevitably think wildly. I can treat you as if you haven't said that."

Huang Rong shook her head, as if she didn't hear him. Her eyes were dazed, and she murmured, "you've got what you want. I've promised to be your secret lover in the future. Why do you want to kill my brother Jing..."

Seeing that she was heartbroken and hated herself to the bone, song Qingshu was both angry and funny: "Hey, although we are well acquainted with each other, I really want to sue you for slander. Who said I'm going to kill great Xia Guo? Besides, great Xia Guo is not dead again. How can you be sad here? "

At first, Huang Rong didn't respond to his words, but when she heard the last sentence, her lax eyes suddenly regained their look, and she looked to the bed in surprise: "brother Jing is not dead?"

Song Qingshu snorted: "I'm not dead now, but I'm going to die soon. If you keep distracting me and guarantee a cup of tea, you'll get what you want and become a widow."

Huang Rong then found that song Qingshu's palm had been against her husband's back, and his sleeve had no wind, which was obviously caused by the full force of Qi in her body. She went to check her husband's pulse, and found that although the pulse was very weak, she still had an unyielding vitality!

Huang Rong just reflects that song Qingshu has been using his true Qi to continue his life. Looking at him, who has always been elegant, he is sweating profusely, and his veins burst up. Her mood becomes extremely complicated.

I don't know how long after that, Guo Jing suddenly vomited out a pool of black blood, and there was still half an undissolved "antidote" in the black blood. Song Qingshu finally breathed a sigh of relief: "finally forced out, show me that bottle of antidote!"

Huang Rong poured out an antidote again and said suspiciously, "I've checked this antidote. It's not poisonous." This is the reason why she doubts song Qingshu. After all, there is no problem with the antidote. The only problem is that song Qingshu, who was just carrying out the work behind brother Jing, can kill brother Jing without knowing it. He can also push it to Ouyang Feng afterwards.

Song Qingshu picked a small piece of antidote with his finger and tasted it in his mouth. After thinking for a while, he said: "the antidote itself is indeed non-toxic. Wan Yanliang is not a fool. In Ouyang Feng's opinion, he will have a priori antidote after he gets the antidote. If the antidote is toxic, won't he be able to gain a foothold in the kingdom of Jin any more?"

At this time, Huang Rong's mind was already in a mess, and all kinds of ideas poured in: since he was sure that the antidote was ok, didn't he say that the only problem was himself? But why does he spend so much internal power to save brother Jing's life? Did you show it to me on purpose and try to move me