ATSWM Chapter 42.6

Chapter 42.6 She Is His Sheath

She took a deep breath and turned her head away to focus on driving. At this moment, she also couldn’t care more about the matter that You Wuming has lost his fake identity. She is only worried about Fengchu’s poison and injury.

The sled flew against the surface of the ice and snow, and in the twinkling of an eye, it returned to Yundu.

At this time, it was already late at night and there was no one on the street.

The pale blue light spread all over the city of ice and snow, but it was a pity that no one had the heart to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

Yun Xuzhou drove into the Palace, glided for a while in the city of snowy ice, and finally stopped in front of a beautiful palace with a swishing sound.

“Help Fengchu to get into my sleeping hall, and I will immediately go get snake medicine to cure her.”

You Wuming comes forward, grabs Sang Bujin and drags him up the snowy ice steps.

Sang Yuanyuan has been holding back all the way, until Sang Bujin was thrown into a pile of silver silk bedding by You Wuming, she finally chuckled and threw out a sunflower.

The sunflower swayed its roots and crawled onto Sang Bujin’s face. It tilted down its wilting flower disc, and began to spit at Sang Bujin’s gorgeous face.

Sang Bujin struggled and opened his eyelids.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw such a ghostly thing covering his field of vision. A very suspicious mucus oozed out, which pulled out a sticky thin line afterwards, and dripped down towards his mouth……

“Uwaa——”

It dropped straight down.

Sang Bujin wanted to flop, but You Wuming pinched the pulse on his neck.

A gloomy voice sounded: “Open your mouth.”

Sang Bujin wanted to die rather than surrender, but his chin was pinched and his mouth was opened by You Wuming. He aimed it at the big faced flower’s disk, and received a full pot of it.

When Yun Xuzhou took the snake venom and ran back, she saw that Sang Bujin had already got up and sat on the edge of the bed. His face was green and he kept hiccuping. From time to time, a small green bubble would appear on the corners of his lips.

Yun Xuzhou took in a cold breath: “This……”

Sang Bujin raised his eyelids, looked at her weakly, and flatted his mouth: “Do you need to take so long only to get an antidote?!”

Yun Xuzhou：“……”

She cautiously handed over the antidote but it was slapped into flying away by Sang Bujin.

“There’s no need for it anymore! I’m already cured!”

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This angry look of his, it’s just looked like he had been wronged a lot.

Yun Xuzhou could only turn her eyes that were asking help to Sang Yuanyuan: “Fengchu, she is……”

Sang Yuanyuan smiled triumphantly: “It’s me who cured it!”

Yun Xuzhou inhaled a cold breath: “That’s why Fengguo just said that she was going to have a look at my brother’s illness……”

Sang Yuanyuan nodded: “Let me have a look first, but I may not be able to cure it.”

She always felt that there was something very wrong with the extinction of the Yun clan’s male. It seemed strange.

After being stunned for a long time, Yun Xuzhou suddenly gave a bitter smile: “It’s already hundreds of years. If it can be cured, the Yun clan will not become like it was today. Please follow me.”

Sang Bujin ignored the initial healing of the snake venom. With a green face, he dragged his heavy steps and followed behind them.

Sang Yuanyuan felt that he wanted to see others suffer from the big faced flower too, so as to seek psychological balance.

There are male and female bodyguards in the Palace of the Yun state, and several high-level bodyguards with gold embroidery on their collars are all women. Sang Yuanyuan thought it is reasonable to say that in Jiang Yanji’s ten years of leading the clan, there should be a little scene of the rise of women, but it did not.

Yun Xuzhou soon took Sang Bujin and his party to the outside of a simple hall.

She stopped and looked at You Wuming with some entanglement.

After all, the one inside is the only heir of the Yun state. If You Wuming is really as crazy as the rumors, it is hard to guarantee whether he will……

“It’s fine,” Sang Bujin said with a green face, “Little Sister is You Wuming’s sheath.”

As soon as the words came out, he realized that something was wrong. He wanted to slaps himself in the face.

You Wuming raised his eyebrows and the corners of his lips. He couldn’t hide his smirk.

“Sheath, huh.” He squinted at Sang Yuanyuan and smiled.

Sang Yuanyuan: “……” I will just pretend that I didn’t understand what you all were talking about.

Fortunately, Yun Xuzhou didn’t understand the superfluous meaning in it. She only took it as Fengchu guaranteeing it for You Wuming, this lunatic, only. After a moment’s hesitation, she let them into the sleeping hall of the King of Yun state.

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