Back at the inn, Tang Jin kicked open the door and put Hua Qian on the bed, and ordered.

"Prepare medicine and water."

Fu Lang clasped his fists in response: "Yes."

Luo Wuxie was just about to follow in to have a look at Huaqian, when there was a "bang", the door had been closed by internal force.

He covered the bleeding bridge of his nose until he bowed like a lobster in pain.

Fu Lang secretly laughed at this silly and deflated look, coughed and restrained his smile, and stepped forward to comfort him.

"Second Master Luo, you can rest assured that our young leader is here."

Luo Wuxie was in so much pain that she gasped for air: "But Miss Yu is poisoned, don't you want to see a doctor?"

Fu Lang put his arms around his chest and looked proud: "A doctor may not be as good as our young leader."

He looked at the two nosebleeds coming out of Luo Wuxie's nostrils, and patted this silly Baitian's shoulder, "Second Master Luo, you should take care of yourself first."

Soon Fu Lang prepared the water and herbs and put them in the room as instructed, then closed the door again.

There were only two people left in the room, Tang Jin took off Huaqian's coat and carried her into the bathtub.

The thin white lining was quickly soaked with the potion, and the girl's long ink-like hair hung down one side of the shoulder, revealing the white and slender neck.

The wet clothes were several times transparent, and the red apron ties inside were wrapped around the waist and the back of the neck. The water was dizzy to dark red, and it was tightly attached to the skin, outlining the young girl's body.

Under the dim and warm yellow candlelight, the fat-like skin seemed to be flowing with soft light, and was smudged with ambiguity and charm by the rippling water waves.

Tang Jin looked at her back and his eyes flickered slightly, but he immediately came back to his senses.

Originally, he only wanted to heal Huaqian's Yungong through the clothes and force out the residual poison in her body, and he didn't want to touch her skin.

But now suddenly feel that the clothes are a bit of an eyesore.

If there are clothes separating them, the effect of the potion will be much weaker, and he will need to pay more effort.

What's more important is that the clothes soaked in water are wet and astringent, and feel very uncomfortable.

Tang Jin has always been a person who would not wrong himself. Thinking of this, he peeled off Huaqian's inner lining without hesitation, leaving only a bellyband.

Move your hands again to cover your clean back.

Soft, delicate, with a warm body temperature, it is more comfortable than the best white jade cream.

During the skin-to-skin contact, the vigorous internal force was continuously transmitted into the girl's body.

The scars on Huaqian's neck began to ooze thin black blood, and the black blood slid down the smooth neck and dripped into the bathtub, like a landscape with splashed ink, or like a black mandala blooming in an instant.

Tang Jin leaned against the tub, with one hand transmitting internal force to force the poison, while thinking about it casually.

Why is her bellyband always embroidered with weird and ugly animals?

Last time it was an ugly pink pig, and this time it was an white sheep that looked like it was wearing a pile of poop.

How can there be such a weird aesthetic in the daughter's family.

After a stick of incense, the poisonous blood no longer oozes from Huaqian's neck, and all the dark purple on her lips fades away, becoming as pale as her complexion.

Tang Jin withdrew her hand and let her rest against the bathtub.

Opening the door, Fu Lang was already waiting outside with a rippling smile on his face.

Tang Jin glanced at the respectful mother-in-law behind him, and said lightly: "Serve her to rest."

"Yes."

When Hua Qian woke up again, he saw a light gauze bed curtain.

She was in a daze for a while before fully waking up, and let out a long sigh of relief.

I didn't expect that I didn't die when I met a blood bat.

Still a little dizzy, Huaqian felt the gauze tied around his neck when he got up and put on his coat.

Suddenly touching the wound, she hissed lightly.

At this moment, the door was opened, Pei Yuan came in with water, and said pleasantly when he saw Huaqian.

"Miss Yu, you're awake."

Hua Qian opened his mouth but found that his voice was hoarse and thirsty: "How long have I been asleep?"

"You have been in a coma for two days."

Pei Yuan poured a cup of hot water for her, "The wound on your neck is poisonous, if the young leader hadn't forced the poison out for you in time, I'm afraid it would have been a disaster."

Tang Jin forced her to poison her?

Is the sun coming out from the west?

Recalling that in TV dramas, it is all skin-to-skin and frank encounters, Hua Qian suddenly shuddered, looked down at the clean clothes he had changed on, and asked in a trembling voice.

"my clothes……"

She is not shy.

Tang Jin, a person with a sharp eye and a sharp eye, if he really had a blind date with her for the sake of persuasion, then he would definitely keep this persuasive account in his heart, just like a ticking time bomb, which would explode at some point.

She was terrified.

Pei Yuan thought she was shy, and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry, the young leader is the most polite, and Granny Liu is serving you these two days."

Hearing this, Hua Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

That's right, Tang Jin's cleanliness obsession makes her disgusted for a long time even if she touches her, so why would she help her change her clothes?

Hua Qian took the water and moistened his mouth: "Where are we now?"

Looking at the furnishings in the room, it is not an inn in Licheng.

"Tomorrow we will arrive in Lihua Town. The young leader said that there must be something wrong with the sudden appearance of the two guardians of the Demon Sect in Licheng, so he sent Fu Lang and Fu Yao to report to the leader at Yuji Gate. Now that you are awake, we You have to speed up your pace too."

"Two guardians?"

Hua Qian was slightly stunned, "Isn't there only Zuo Dharma Blood Bat alone?"

Pei Yuan explained: "There is also Yaowan, the protector of Xuan. She seems to be quite familiar with Second Master Luo. She was the one who rescued Second Master Luo. It's a pity that she ran too fast, and Fu Lang and the others did not catch up."

Yaowan and Blood Bat...

Hua Qian was thinking, this passage was never mentioned in the original book.

At this point in time, the male protagonist, Zihui, should be about to attack the highest level of mind, and the four guardians should all be guardians of the Demon Sect. How could they appear in Licheng for nothing?

"Where's Tang Jin?"

"Young leader is next door."

Hua Qian put down the water glass: "I'll go thank him."

After washing her face and rinsing her mouth, she walked out of the room and knocked on the door next door.

"Please come in."

A gentle sound like the wind blowing willows came, and Hua Qian pushed open the door in response, and saw Tang Jin washing his hands with water, and the table beside him was already full of food.

Seeing her come in, Tang Jin wiped her hands with a handkerchief: "I think you should wake up, so I prepared lunch in advance."

Hua Qian was slightly taken aback, this person is usually cruel and merciless, but he never expected to be so considerate and careful.

Is the sun really coming out from the west?

But he saved his life anyway, Hua Qian was still a little moved, thinking that after all, the human heart is made of flesh, and she should have warmed this person's heart after such a long time.

"It's hard for you to be so careful and considerate, I'm really sorry."

Hua Qian rubbed her stomach, she hadn't taken any pellets for two days, so she should be thin and lack strength.

But now there is not much discomfort in the body. Apart from feeling a little hungry, the body indicators seem to be quite normal, and even the abdomen is warm, as if there is power surging.

Could this be the mystery of inner strength?

These have surpassed Huaqian's cognition, but it's a good thing that he didn't die.

She looked at the table full of big fish and big meat with bright eyes, rubbed her hands, and felt a pain in her hand just as she was about to pick up the chopsticks.

"Aw"

Tang Jin's fan had already hit the back of her hand: "You think so beautifully."

Hua Qian felt wronged: "Didn't you let me eat?"

A bowl of porridge was put in front of her: "This is yours."

Hua Qian couldn't believe it: "...I haven't eaten for two days, so you let me eat this?"

Tang Jin raised her brows lightly, her eyes full of disbelief: "Are you not convinced?"

"Submit, I will."

Under □□, have to obey.

Hua Qian secretly scolded someone for being cold-blooded, ruthless, vengeful, small-bellied, moody, and holding a bowl to eat rice.

Seeing her resentful face, Tang Jin hooked the corners of his mouth, and put a piece of Longjing shrimp into his mouth, chewing slowly.

Hua Qian stared straight at the Yubai Shrimp in his mouth.

The color is elegant, and the fragrance is fragrant. Even if you look at it, you can imagine the freshness and tenderness of the shrimp.

Tang Jin also took a piece of squirrel mandarin fish, shredded eel, and eight-treasure tofu...

This is Huaqian's favorite dish.

And Tang Jin, this little bastard, eats very slowly, like a feast, and a dish needs to be commented on.

Huaqian ate a large bowl of tasteless white porridge with tears in his eyes.

Finally, Tang Jin finished his meal, put down his chopsticks and took a sip of tea.

Seeing that he was full, Hua Qian couldn't help but ask, "Is there so much leftovers in this dish, isn't it wasted?"

Tang Jin looked at Hua Qian's hopeful eyes and smiled slightly: "Want to eat?"

Huaqian twisted his body: "They haven't eaten enough yet."

Tang Jin seemed to be thinking: "It's not impossible, but you have to answer me a question first."

Hua Qian said immediately: "No problem! I never lie to you, just say hello to whatever you want to ask."

"Why did you go to Licheng Bookstore, is it really to avoid Coquettish?"

"Pretty?"

Hua Qian frowned inexplicably, "I've never seen Bewitching, you..."

She suddenly widened her eyes, "You mean that Qin Niang is a coquettish woman?"

Seeing Tang Jin's noncommittal expression, Hua Qian was shocked.

She remembered the very few descriptions of coquettishness in the original book.

[Magic Sect's Xuanhu Dharma is euphemistic, dissolute by nature, fond of male sex, good at disguising himself, and is nicknamed Thousand-faced Poisonous Guanyin. She loves to seduce men by pretending to be women of various identities, and castrates the man to death after a night of lingering, with an outrageous degree of cruelty. 】

To put it bluntly, it is a neurosis who loves to play cosplay.

When Hua Qian looked at the original, she actually didn't dislike the bewitching, she just felt perverted.

A man's greed for beauty and being punished can be regarded as karma, but the cruelty of the coquettish means is unacceptable to Hua Qian.

"This kind of perversion, everyone wants to avoid it."

"But you didn't know at the time that she was a magic protector."

Tang Jin looked at her, "Pei Yuan said you hated her because she pestered me, is that true?"

Hua Qian knew that Pei Yuan would definitely betray her in front of Tang Jin, so he responded as a matter of course.

"She has bad intentions for you, and of course I'm not happy to see her."

Tang Jin squinted at her expression: "You should know the consequences of lying to me."

Hearing this, Hua Qian couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and immediately stomped his feet as if he was angry.

"What did I lie to you for? Hmph, I told Pei Yuanqian to tell you not to tell you, don't tell you, this bastard still can't keep his mouth shut!"

"He is my subordinate, and naturally he will tell me everything."

Hua Qian choked and twisted slightly: "But this is all the daughter's family's careful thinking, and you are not happy when you hear it."

"Why are you not happy?"

Tang Jin suddenly realized, leaning his head with one hand and looking at her: "I forgot, you also have bad intentions against me."