Qi Surong angrily crumpled the letter and threw it away. In her mind, she thought of the three choices Feng Zhan made to her in Madam Zhang's manor. One of them is "marry Gu Jinyun, and then secretly communicate with me. When I want, you can't refuse."

Qi Surong took a deep breath. She would rather die with Jin Yun than bow to Feng Zhan. If she really did anything to go wrong with him, it would not only be an insult to Jin Yun, but also an insult to the Gu Qi family. .

Feng Zhan has already married Liu Qian'er, why are they still entangled? Even at the risk of poisoning Jin Yun.

Qi Surong walked back and forth in the room, restless. She didn't notice that Jin Yun just walked into the room, picked up the paper ball she threw out, unfolded it, looked gloomy, and then quietly put the paper in her sleeve.

"Jin Yun, what's the good news?" Qi Surong greeted her.

Without saying a word, Gu Jinyun picked her up by the waist and strode into the inner room.

"Jin Yun, you..." Qi Surong was crushed on the bed before she could react.

After some turbulent lingering, Qi Surong lay down in Gu Jinyun's arms with a sour body, and she didn't even have the strength to speak.

Gu Jinyun's fingers slowly slid across her skin, and whispered, "Don't go to see Feng Zhan."

"You know?" Qi Surong responded lazily.

"Ok."

"Don't worry, I won't go to see him." Qi Surong lay on top of Gu Jinyun, "You believe me."

"I believe in you, I believe you can pay any price to save me."

Qi Surong raised her head: "Do you think that in order to save you, I can have fun with other men regardless of my reputation, reputation and face?"

Gu Jinyun looked at her deeply and said, "If he gets your hands on you, I will kill him."

"You don't have to do it, I will kill him myself." Qi Surong's face was serious.

Gu Jinyun took her hand, put it on his mouth and kissed: "These hands are not suitable for killing people."

"You're not suitable either." Qi Surong held his face and whispered, "You are only suitable for being Qi Surong's husband."

Gu Jinyun turned over, entered her, and possessed her.

In the intense love-love, Qi Surong vaguely thought that even if they could not find a pharmacist in the Western Regions and could not get the antidote from Feng Zhan, they still had a glimmer of hope, and that was to find her master.

If there are only two people in the world who can cure this strange poison, her master is definitely one of them.

☆、Chapter 75 Hawthorn Pills

The next day, Qi Surong drew a portrait of the master based on the memory of his previous life. She didn't know the master's real name, but only knew that his name was Yunyouzi. Before meeting her, the master had just settled in Yunwu Mountain not long ago. There are still several years before she meets her master, the crowd is vast, and the chance of finding him is very slim.

Qi Surong tried her best to recall all the place names that her master had mentioned when chatting with her, and then speculated on the route he might travel with Yunwu Mountain as the center. Then, she instructed her servants to find a few painters to draw a few more pictures according to this portrait in order to find the person. However, this matter cannot be carried out with great fanfare, so as not to attract the attention of Feng Zhan and obstruct it.

"Who is this?" Gu Jinyun asked while looking at the portrait.

"This is a strange person I once met. If I can find him, the poison on your body will definitely be cured." Qi Surong affirmed.

Gu Jinyun nodded and said no more.

Qi Surong held his hand and said seriously, "Jin Yun, promise me that you will never give up until the last moment."

"Well." Gu Jinyun embraced her, "I am reluctant to die."

Qi Surong's eyes were red and she hugged him tightly.

Gu Jinyun looked out the window, a flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes.

Fengfu.

"Husband." Liu Qianer walked into the study with tea.

Feng Zhan didn't lift his head, and continued to check the official document in his hand.

Liu Qian'er's eyes darkened, she gently placed the tray on the table, and said softly, "Husband, you've been busy for more than an hour, come over for a cup of tea and take a break?"

Feng Zhan looked at her and said lightly, "Didn't I say, don't disturb me while I'm working?"

"My mother-in-law asked me to ask you, tomorrow is your birthday, how do you plan to celebrate?"

"Birthday?" Feng Zhan hummed, "I didn't plan to..." After a while, "I didn't plan to do it at home, I have already invited a few friends to a restaurant to gather."

"Oh, I see." Liu Qian'er came to him with tea, "Husband..."

"Crack!" Feng Zhan threw the official document in his hand on the desk and said displeasedly, "You can go out now, don't interfere with my work."

Liu Qian'er's face changed slightly, a hint of anger flashed in her eyes, and she was about to cry.

"What are you still doing here? Go out!" Feng Zhan pointed to the door.

"Husband," Liu Qian'er said aggrieved, "I am your wife, why are you treating me so mean?"

"How could you be my wife if you didn't shamelessly resort to indiscriminate methods?" Feng Zhan rebuked bluntly, "You know in your own heart that I never thought of marrying you from beginning to end. "

"Then, why did you agree to this marriage?" Liu Qian'er asked choked up.

"I can't marry the woman I want, who is not to marry?"

Liu Qian'er was pale, bit her lower lip, and looked at Feng Zhan sadly. She felt that the man in front of her was completely different from the Feng Zhan in her heart. The Feng Zhan she knew was bright and generous, full of heroic spirit, and he was definitely not as cold and evil as he is now.

"Don't leave yet?" Feng Zhan grinned, lifted her chin, and whispered, "Did you leave you alone for too long for your husband, so you are empty and lonely? By the way, after the wedding night, we will never go again. house."

"No, it's not." Liu Qian'er's face turned even paler, thinking of the experience of that day in the bridal chamber, she couldn't help trembling, "Since your husband is busy with business, Qian'er will retire here."

"Hey? What are you afraid of? I'm your husband." Feng Zhan pushed her down on the couch beside her, put his hands on her side, and said with a smile, "The loneliness in the lady's boudoir is indeed for the husband's sake, isn't it? Husband make good compensation to the lady."