Chapter 1513 Stop, Tyrant 50

When Feng Chi entered the house, Bei Yutang was awakened.

Bei Yutang heard the slight footsteps and knew who was coming. When he approached, the special breath on his body confirmed the conjecture in her heart.

Feng Chi, what is he doing again?

Bei Yutang was suspicious and couldn't really guess what he was thinking.

Do you want to see when she will die? !

When Bei Yutang thought that this despicable guy had actually put a slow poison in her healing medicine, she wanted to kill him. However, she knew that her skill alone was not enough.

It was too hard to kill him!

Only by attacking her heart can she have hope of victory.

It's just that this inexplicable 53-point favorability point feels like a piece of paper on him, and it's worthless at all.

Otherwise, why would you kill if you say kill, without any hesitation.

When his hand touched her cheek, Bei Yutang felt a tinge of disgust in her heart, she pretended to turn over to avoid his touch. This side affected the wound, and Bei Yutang almost gasped.

In the darkness, Feng Chi noticed that her brows were frowning, and when he saw the gauze on her arm, blood seeped out, his brows frowned slightly. When she turned her hand, a night pearl appeared in her palm, which instantly illuminated her bed.

Bei Yutang felt the light, and the light was soft and not dazzling.

Without the dark night as a cover, Bei Yutang had to disguise herself more carefully so as not to be noticed by Feng Chi.

Feng Chi lifted the quilt over her.

Bei Yutang only felt a chill all over her body, and a dissatisfied murmur came out of her mouth.

Damn, what the hell is this Feng Chi trying to do? !

Feng Chi's eyes swept across her body, and when she saw that there was only one wound affected by her, her frowning brows relaxed slightly.

Just as Bei Yutang was thinking about what he wanted to do, the acupuncture points on her body were touched by him, and she fell into a real deep sleep in an instant.

Feng Chi removed the gauze on her arm and carefully cleaned the cracked wound. He took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and sprinkled the medicine powder on her wound. Even though Bei Yutang fell into a deep sleep, he was still in the pain from the wound, his brows furrowed in pain, and he let out a groan of pain unconsciously.

After the medicine was applied, it was carefully wrapped again.

When it's done, cover her with the quilt again, and this time get up and leave.

The next morning, as soon as Bei Yutang opened his eyes, the first thing he did was to check his body. As soon as he moved his hand, he thought that he was injured. No matter how bad Feng Chi was or how serious he was, he would never face one and a half. The crippled man shut his mouth.

Bei Yutang put his hand back, and his expression paused slightly when he noticed his arm from the corner of his eye.

The wound was re-bandaged.

Will it be him? !

Impossible, definitely not the tyrant. Perhaps the maid saw her wound open this morning and bandaged it again.

When the palace maid entered the house, Bei Yutang asked, "Can anyone enter the house this morning?"

The two palace maids shook their heads in unison, "Back to the beauty, the slave did not enter."

If it wasn't for them, it would be Feng Chi.

Bei Yutang looked down at her arm, her expression unclear.

Last night, he clicked on his sleeping hole just to bandage her wound. Since she was going to be poisoned to kill her, why did she re-bandage her after seeing her wound burst.

There is too much contradiction between the two.

Could it be that the person who was poisoned was someone else.

But who would it be? !