Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 632 - 631: As Long as She’s Dead

Chapter 632: Chapter 631: As Long as She’s Dead

Ye Qingying stared at Xiaoyao’s face, probing, "The woman you saved, is it Fu Ning?"

Chu Qianli had mentioned that Fu Ning was very likely to be in Xiaoyao’s hands.

Xiaoyao nodded, "Yes, it’s her. Right now, Chu Qianli’s people are trying to kill her, but Prince Xuan seems to have no intention of harming her."

A flicker of something swept through the depths of Ye Qingying’s eyes.

After a moment, he finally said, "Since you cannot leave now, Master won’t press you for a decision. The night is deep, let me take you back first. We can talk about the future later."

Xiaoyao was also worried about Fu Ning’s injuries.

After thinking, she nodded, "Master, after I bring her back to life, I will leave with you, okay?"

"You really want to go with me?" A wave of emotion ran through Ye Qingying’s heart.

"Of course, I want to. My life was given to me by Master. But, I have one condition."

She smiled, suppressing some of her concerns and inexplicable sadness, "Master, let’s not kill anymore. Let’s find a place where no one recognizes us, assume new identities, do some small business to earn money, and live a good life, okay?"

Ye Qingying nodded, "Fine, it’s late. Let me take you back."

Xiaoyao had absolutely no guard against Ye Qingying.

Since the Master said he would take her back, she feared nothing besides his worry for her.

However, as the number one master of Beiming, Ye Qingying’s martial arts skills could only be matched by Prince Xuan within the entire Prince Residence.

Even Feng Jinrui was not his match.

Therefore, Xiaoyao went back openly, with Ye Qingying secretly following, undetected by anyone.

Fu Ning was still lying unconscious in bed.

After Xiaoyao returned, she told the doctor to rest while she took care of Fu Ning herself.

She wasn’t sure if her master had left yet, his presence being elusive.

Finally, she closed the door, leaving only a window open, "Master?"

In the night, there was no response.

Could it be that the Master had already left?

Yet, she always felt like the Master was still there somewhere.

If the Master was here, he would surely come out to see her.

In the end, Xiaoyao closed the window and returned to the bedside, taking Fu Ning’s pulse once more.

Every time she returned, the first thing was to take Fu Ning’s pulse.

Because Fu Ning’s condition was hanging by a thread, at any moment she could die.

Without taking her pulse, Xiaoyao felt uneasy.

The pulse was the same as before, showing no change, still not having caught her breath properly.

The poison had penetrated the internal organs deeply, and if this continued, the situation was bound to worsen.

The patient’s body was deteriorating by the day, and without treatment, she would eventually lose even her last breath.

She needed to think of a solution!

Poison against poison, taking a risky move in a desperate situation, could it work?

Using macrophages to devour the poisonous cells, but macrophages themselves are harmful to the human body. If they can’t be annihilated together, the remnants will turn into a virulent poison, harming the body.

Perhaps, it might be feasible.

But macrophages need equipment for extraction...

Macrophages, equipment... Xiaoyao scratched her head, feeling troubled. Why were there so many confusing words in her mind?

But she also felt that she used to understand all this, didn’t she?

Who exactly was she? Why did she know things that seemed not to exist in this era?

Xiaoyao couldn’t figure it out, but now, saving a life was essential.

She needed to go to the pharmacy first to get some medicinal primers.

After leaving, she ordered someone to guard the yard well. After leaving Yujing Pavilion, she headed straight to the largest pharmacy in the Prince Residence.

Little did she know that right after she left, a slender figure landed in the bedroom.

Ye Qingying walked to the bedside, staring at Fu Ning lying there.

If she woke up, she would certainly tell Xiaoyao the secret.

And to prevent this, Yu Linglong would work out a way to deal with her, or even Xiaoyao, before she awoke.

He was not ready for Yu Linglong and Xiaoyao to confront each other yet.

If Fu Ning died, Yu Linglong would probably stop targeting Xiaoyao for the time being, right?

Ye Qingying’s fingers tensed slightly, the long sword in his hand being raised.

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