After finding a bunch of weapons, poisons and Gu insects in several other giant coffins, Fu Heng closed the lid of the coffin and suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

"Sister, do you think that after we know this secret... the priest will let us run away easily?"

Absolutely not!

Yue Qiong quickly pulled him out of the tomb and back into the tunnel, "Where is the exit?"

"There's only one behind you and this one in front of you." But the pursuers behind him should have almost caught up.

In the empty tunnel, the sound of numerous footsteps sounded particularly loud. Yue Qiong did not expect the speed of the arrival to be so fast, and she did not have the time to spend here all the time, or be invited to Yuntori Palace to participate in some internal fighting in the shrine.

"Sister?" Fu Heng, who was following her, almost broke his nose when she suddenly stopped.

She gave him all the poison she had with her.

"I'm going back to save people, Xiaoqi, you stay here to block them for me for a while." Anyway, he is also a prime minister, and with a little luck, I believe he can save the day this time.

"What?"

"Just think that I owe you once." Yue Qiong pressed his shoulder with all the kindness, "I will come back to rescue you when my husband is fine. You must remember to hold on and stop them for me!"

As the night passed, when Yue Qiong left Congshan and came outside the sphere of influence of Yuntori Palace, basking in the sunshine and climbing on horseback, Fu Heng was standing in the dungeon under the secret village, holding the iron bars with both hands and shouting outside.

"Sister! You are so shameless-"

Deliberately sacrificing Fu Heng as a hostage, Yue Qiong galloped with a jade box in her arms, without closing her eyes or resting all the way. That night, everyone in the Wen Mansion who had suffered so much finally got their hope.

After returning home to see Wen Jin's condition, Yue Qiong closed the door and concentrated on making her antidote. When dawn came, she didn't care that the mud was still hot. Her fingers were red from the heat, she rolled it into pills, and then stuffed it into Wen Jin's mouth.

After confirming that the poison in Wen Jin's body was slowly dissipating, Yue Qiong forced her eyelids open and sent the others who were too tired to open their eyes to rest. Then she pulled up a small chair and sat beside the bed, half-lying beside Wen Jin, and carefully looked at him who was sleeping soundly.

She has seen countless men, but she has never seen anyone stupider than him.

But this fool loved her.

Her fingertips quietly crossed the tip of his nose, then slid to the corner of his mouth where he often smiled softly, and then moved up to stroke the pair of eyes that were always full of love.

How could she take his love for granted all this time?He didn't owe her anything.

And how could she not notice that every move he made was always deliberately in line with her temperament and always accommodating her?

Should I say that the second senior brother is too good at choosing a man for her?This man who lacks love and a wife has kept his attitude as low as possible from the beginning, carefully holding his sincerity in his heart, hoping that she would respond to some of the love he has given her.

But he is also the same idiot who always thinks that she has no response and no feeling. Does he think that everyone can study the postures in the book with her in bed?Not to mention his constant cuddling and kissing, and sleeping in the same bed every night... He is the only one in the world who has such qualifications.

"Have you seen that I am a simple-minded person who is easy to deceive?" She said while flicking his nose, "You are fishing for me, how can I not be fishing for you?" If she had not identified him, she would have escaped from the marriage long ago, and how would they be today?

The force under her fingers was accidentally too strong, causing his nose to turn a little red... Yue Qiong quickly rubbed it for him. Somehow, after running for him for so long, she was not tired at all, nor did she feel bitter. But now, looking at him quietly like this, she had the urge to cry.

"It's not difficult to be my lover, but I never want you to sacrifice your life." She buried her face in his neck and said to him with a hint of tears: "Wake up, just like you said, let's live a good life from now on..."

Wen Jin, who seemed to be addicted to sleeping, finally opened his eyes to the expectation of everyone after taking the antidote for two days.

Yue Qiong closed the door, blocking out the group of crying and laughing people, and then she sat expressionlessly by the bed and asked.

"Does it still hurt?"

Wen Jin touched his chest and said, "A little bit."

"Do you have the strength?"

"It seems not..." He tried to move, but felt sore and weak all over.

"Well, then you watch." Yue Qiong nodded, and after turning his face towards her, she immediately gave herself a hard slap in the face.

The clear slap woke up Wen Jin, who was still sleepy, and he stared at the slap mark on her face.

"Daughter-in-law, what are you doing?"

Yue Qiong's next move was... to raise her hand and give him a gentle slap in the face.

"...Madam?" Why did he also share the blessing?

Under his puzzled gaze, she climbed up on the bed and sat on his stomach unceremoniously, then lowered her head, grabbed his collar and said angrily.

"No matter what you do in the future, you must discuss it with me first, and you are not allowed to make any arbitrary decisions, understand?" Who cares about his heroic behavior of risking his own life to save his wife?Since his martial arts skills are not as high as hers, he can just hide behind her. Why is he trying to be a hero?It simply deserves a beating!

"I understand..." He said, this was the first time he saw her so angry.

"They say that a coffin will be laid in a hundred years. Do you want to put me in it sixty years earlier?" The more she thought about it, the more frustrated she became. When she thought about how he almost left this world, she lowered her head and bit his cheek several times.

"I don't dare anymore..." He couldn't help but shrink his shoulders because she was biting really hard.

"If you dare again, I will skin you off and post your naked pictures all over the streets!" Have you ever seen a shrew?Today she will explain to him what Hedong Lion's Roar is.

Wen Jin looked at her who was acting playfully on him without blinking an eye. At first, a slight smile just appeared on the corner of his lips, but then he somehow couldn't help it, knowing that she was still angry.

"Why are you laughing? Do you know that you almost died?" She was preaching and he still distracted her?

"Madam, you have me in your heart." He finally confirmed that this woman who never talked about love and affection was sincere to him.

Yue Qiong really wanted to punch him a few times, "Isn't this nonsense?"

"My husband only found out today." He still grinned, his good mood not affected by her dominatrix-like attitude at all.

"That's because you're too slow, okay?" We have lived with him honestly for so long, but he didn't figure it out until now.

Wen Jin struggled to pull her down with all her teeth and claws, let her lie on top of him, then put his hands around her waist and hugged her tightly.

"As long as you're okay..."

She was still complaining, "I'm better than you."

"No matter how strong she is, she is still my wife." He kissed her hair and touched her red cheeks with his fingers, "I can't control myself, I just want to protect you..." He didn't think anything at the time, and subconsciously rushed over. No wonder he was.

"Next time this happens again, just hide away and cool off. You have to have confidence in me, madam, you know?"

"Yes." He always obeyed his wife's orders.

Lying on his chest and listening to his regular heartbeat, Yue Qiong felt that her empty chest seemed to be filled with something again. She reluctantly pinched his nose again, and then turned over and got out of bed.

"Okay, get up and take some medicine." Uncle Wen must have been waiting outside with the medicine soup for a long time.

Chapter 8(2)

When Uncle Wen came into the room to serve him and finish drinking the medicinal soup, the brothers who had been waiting outside the door rushed to the bedside to wipe their tears on Wen Jin one after another with Yue Qiong's permission. Wen Jin barely managed to finish this round. The next wave of elders who came to visit had already stepped into the room.

It wasn't until everyone dispersed and he was soaked in the potion by Yue Qiong again that Wen Jin could think about the whole story.

"Who did it?" Was it his business enemy?

"A certain high priest of Untori Palace."

"Reason?" He had never offended that religious sect.

"Those two soul papers you used to please me." She knew that those things were not good things, they would only bring trouble.

He quickly figured out the whole story, but he also raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"Where did you... get the antidote?" Didn't you hear that only the people of the Shrine can cure the poison in the Shrine?