Villains: The Empress Master was poisoned, and the traitor was ecstatic

She lay flat on her back with her arms folded in a straight line.

Chu Mo glanced at it and was stunned, his pupils suddenly tightened.

This……

"Thanks to Master, I have been poisoned by charm. Master, don't you plan to detoxify me?"

The girl closed her eyes and spoke with a gentle and melodious voice, "Or is it that the master thinks the slave's body is not beautiful enough?"

Chu Mo came back to his senses and looked away from her exquisite curves.

He pursed his thin lips, and his handsome face tightened into a bow, cold and stiff.

"You can also ask me to help you detoxify." He pondered for a long time and suddenly said.

Jiang Pingying opened her eyes and looked sideways at him, her eyes as clear as a clear spring.

Chu Mo continued: "But you must agree to one condition."

Jiang Pingying nodded without hesitation: "Okay, as long as the master is willing to help the slave family detoxify, the master can put forward any conditions."

The corners of Chu Mo's mouth curved slightly, and his eyes fell on her.

He took out a bottle of elixir from the Qiankun Bag and put it in her hand: "Eat it!"

The elixir is ruddy in color, and its whole body is green and crystal clear, like emerald.

Jiang Pingying hesitated for a second, and finally chose to obey the order, biting open the elixir without hesitation and swallowing it.

The elixir slipped into his throat and soon turned into hot liquid and flowed to his limbs. Jiang Pingying suddenly felt extremely comfortable all over.

She asked in surprise: "What kind of elixir is this? It has such a strong effect?"

"Try to run the spiritual energy in your body."

Jiang Pingying closed her eyes and activated her spiritual energy according to his instructions.

After a stick of incense, the mysterious energy spread throughout her body, and her muscles, internal organs, limbs and bones were all tempered. Even her original hidden diseases were healed, and her whole body was full of energy and energy.

Chu Mo nodded with satisfaction.

He took out a pill and stuffed it into Jiang Pingying's mouth, then stood up with her in his arms: "Let's go."

Jiang Pingying obediently lay on his broad and solid shoulders, enjoying the reassuring sense of solidity.

She couldn't help but ask: "Master, where are you taking me now?"

"Find a comfortable place to detoxify you!"

After Chu Mo finished speaking calmly, his sword rose into the sky.

He held Jiang Pingying in his arms and wielded his sword extremely fast, traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant.

When they arrived at their destination, Jiang Pingying was shocked to find——

It was a desolate ruin!

There is no grass growing here, the air of death is permeated, and the gloomy air is so dense that it reminds Jiang Pingying of the underworld in a daze.

Chu Mo lowered the clouds and held her as she floated lightly to the ground.

Jiang Pingying looked around and found that they had landed on a towering boulder.

"Master?" She looked at Chu Mo in confusion, "What are we doing here?"

Chu Mo ignored her.

"Open your mouth!"

"Ok?"

"Well!"

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On the top of the bare mountain peak, two figures were entangled.

As night falls, the moon hangs in the sky, and its silver glow falls on the top of the mountain, covering the earth with a layer of bright light.

Jiang Pingying was paralyzed from exhaustion and lay limply in Chu Mo's arms.

Her eyelids were drooped, her head rested on Chu Mo's strong shoulder, and she breathed lightly.

Suddenly, Chu Mo pushed her away and said expressionlessly: "The detoxification is complete."

"Hmm..." Jiang Pingying responded confusedly.

Chu Mo raised his hand and touched her forehead: "The fever is gone."

Jiang Pingying hummed a few times and fell asleep.

She stayed up all night last night and was already sleepy and exhausted. In addition, Chu Mo tortured her so much that she couldn't resist it at all, so she had to let him do whatever he wanted.

Seeing how sleepy she was, Chu Mo didn't dare to wake her up.

He hugged her and covered the two of them with his cloak to protect them from the cold air.

Jiang Pingying curled up in his arms and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up, it was broad daylight.

The sunlight slanted and shone warmly on her face.

"Are you awake?" Chu Mo's deep and magnetic voice sounded in her ears, with a bit of pampering and indulgence.

Jiang Pingying lazily opened her eyes and faced a peerless handsome face. She couldn't help but be startled, then she smiled shyly and hooked her arms around his neck.

"So women can really be so happy..." She murmured to herself, her voice so soft that it was almost inaudible, but Chu Mo understood it.

Chu Mo raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why do you feel happy?"

She blinked her beautiful and charming phoenix eyes: "Because... it's very comfortable."

Her speaking voice was still soft and shallow, like a kitten's claws scratching Chu Mo's heart.

He lowered his eyes and stared at her, his eyes deep and dark, as if he wanted to melt her into his flesh and blood.

"Since it's comfortable, you should keep it for a long time." He said hoarsely.

"What does it mean to be long-term?"

"When you feel comfortable serving me, it will be long term."

"Oh, great."

Jiang Pingying stretched out her pink tongue and licked his lips, her charming face flushed, her eyes swaying, charming and sultry: "Then...are you still feeling uncomfortable now?"

Chu Mo's breathing became heavier and his eyes became darker: "Do you know what men hate the most?"

Jiang Pingying tilted her head to look at him and said blankly, "What do you hate?"

Chu Mo held her slender and delicate chin, leaned over and kissed her cherry lips.

She smells as sweet and inviting as she does.

"I hate being seduced by women." He murmured, his voice vague, like a sigh, like pleasure, or like a suppressed murmur.

He let go of her and locked his dark eyes on hers.

There seemed to be some kind of fire burning in his eyes.

Jiang Pingying sensed the danger and immediately struggled: "Don't..."

Chu Mo grabbed her arm and twisted it back, holding it against her back. He clasped her waist with his other hand and held her tightly in his arms, making her close to him and unable to escape.

"Let's get down to business first." He lowered his head and kissed her, blocking out the rest of her refusal.

This time it was him who took the lead, and all her protests were swallowed up.

Jiang Pingying only felt like a duckweed, tossed in the violent storm. The violent tremors, one after another, overwhelmed all her consciousness, and finally she fainted.

That strange dream started again.

She was in a vast world, with lush green woods under her feet, white mist in the distance, and a fairy spirit curling up.

She walked forward slowly, the flowers beside her swaying, the birds singing and the flowers fragrant.

Suddenly, the hem of her clothes was grabbed by a force and pulled violently.

She turned around and saw an ancient tree with lush branches and leaves, covering half of the sky.

There is a little baby hanging on the old tree.

The baby was about three or four years old. He was chubby and his round legs were dangling. He was trying to reach the tree trunk.

She looked at him curiously.

The little guy seemed to notice her presence, and smiled with his tender pink mouth: "Sister, help me pick some flowers."

"Okay." Jiang Pingying agreed with a smile, squatted down, and climbed up the tree pole with both hands.

She crawled very slowly, but every time she climbed closer, the little guy's face became clearer, and his facial features were [-]% or [-]% similar to Chu Mo's.

When she climbed up the old tree and was only a few meters away from the little guy, the little guy looked happy.

He raised his head, waved to her, and called her in a sweet voice: "Sister."

His appearance is too childish, and his smile is extremely pure, like a little baby who is ignorant of the world, which makes people feel affectionate.

Jiang Pingying also smiled and rolled her eyes.

She swooped forward, jumped down from the treetop, and landed firmly next to the little guy.

The little guy reached out and hugged her: "Sister, thank you! What's your name?"

"My...my name is Jiang Pingying."

"You have the same name as my mother! Are you my mother?"

He asked crisply, his eyes clear and bright.

"...What's your father's name?"

"My father's surname is Chu, and his name is Chu Mo."