"What about... what about the God of God? How many cups can I put down?"

Emperor Mo Chuan was proud: "God? Even if you have a cup of god, you can support him!"

"Is there an antidote for this?"

"Yes, the dew on the petals of Mandala Flower can be dissolved. Flowers that need to be actually grown, not condensed by magic."

Jun Feise breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there was an antidote.

There is a mandala flower field in her garden. Although the area is not large, there are still three or four hundred trees, which is enough.

It was already night, and the temperature difference in heaven was very large, and there was dew on the petals.

Jun Feise quickly shuttled through the flower field, collecting the dew on the petals. She didn't dare to use magic, for fear of something wrong.

In just a quarter of an hour, she finally collected about a cup and collected it into a small porcelain bottle to make it easier to use it when necessary.

Then, she went back to the bamboo building.

He should have fallen asleep after so long, right?

When she returned, she felt a little dizzy and tripped on something and almost fell down. Fortunately, she held a tree in time.

She shook her head, and her eyes were a little brighter. Then she remembered that she had drunk a lot, and the urging liquid was urged less than half of it. Now that the wind blows, the wine will dissipate.

Now that I have digested it completely, it is useless to urge me to force me, so I can only digest it slowly by myself.

She rubbed her eyebrows. Although she was a little drunk, she was not very drunk and had a clear mind. She knew what she was going to do.

She went upstairs and found Feng Xinglan lying there, pursing her lips tightly and her eyebrows tightly. Her face was very pale, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her breathing was heavy. She looked very uncomfortable, but she couldn't move.

Her heart jumped, she stepped forward, stood in front of the soft couch and called him: "Emperor Xinglan, Emperor Xinglan."

Feng Xinglan remained motionless, but his eyelashes trembled.

Jun Feise held his fingers and usually got woken up after falling asleep with this poison, and then answered any questions obediently, but this time—

She called him several times, but he didn't respond.

Unexpectedly, he would be poisoned by a few glasses of wine with such high skills! He must be detoxified immediately!

However, once the poison was detoxified, he would wake up and she could no longer ask what she wanted to ask! Moreover, the wine was plundered by her, and she would never have the next chance.

She was wandering around the house, hesitating for a moment.

Suddenly, Feng Xinglan groaned in his throat and his body trembled slightly.

Not bad, it's poisonous!

Jun Feise didn't care about anything anymore, so he took the bottle of dew and approached him and wanted to pour it into him.

But unexpectedly, his mouth was tightly pursed, and she pinched his chin and his nose, and even couldn't make his mouth open.

If this happened during the period when she and him were in love, even if it happened during the period when she and him met by chance, Jun Feise would make a fool of himself, take a sip of the antidote, and then pry open his teeth and feed him.

The former is because of emotions, and the latter is because of morality.

But now, she no longer wants to have such ambiguous behavior with him!

So, after a moment of pause, she turned into a knife, gestured to his lips, and pried it between his teeth with the tip of the knife.

She was very strong, and even a dead man could pry open the mouth, so it was no problem to pry Feng Xinglan's mouth, which was just unconscious. At the moment she pried it open, she poured dew into him directly.
Chapter completed!