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Why isn't she saying anything?

Are you angry?

Qingfeng secretly raised his eyes and met Tao'er's calm, almost frightening gaze.

His heart skipped a beat. Having served his master for so many years, he had seen all sorts of people, but what this fire-starting girl was looking at reminded him of his master for no apparent reason.

That kind of oppressive feeling that leaves you nowhere to escape, even though nothing is said.

"Miss Peach," he began with difficulty, his voice terribly dry, "you..."

Don't be angry with me...

My master specifically instructed me, repeatedly telling me not to tell you the truth.

If I were to tell him, my master…”

Tao'er recalled the ancient and somewhat heavy Qilin key that Xiao Yi had given her, and her mind raced.

Something's not right...

Something's definitely not right!

Qingfeng's words further prove that Xiao Yi is hiding something.

Could it be that there's some unspeakable secret?

If someone suddenly starts making their final arrangements, there's only one possibility: they're nearing the end!

People usually give their last words before they die, but Xiao Yi is so young, it's impossible...

There's only one reason...

Thinking of this, Tao'er suddenly spoke up, her voice calm and unhurried, "Brother Qingfeng, if you don't tell me the truth, then I will go and ask Brother Shiqi myself."

Qingfeng was taken aback, then shook his head with a wry smile: "Miss Tao'er, don't ask the master, because it's all in vain."

My master would never tell you!

Why are you so persistent?

"You just need to protect the young master."

Qingfeng finally understood why Tao'er insisted on having him accompany her shopping today.

So they were trying to get information out of him.

It must be said that Tao'er is a clever and intelligent woman.

Unlike Dongkui, who's just a big, silly girl...

Tao'er raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly. "In vain?"

Not always.

I have a way to get your master to tell me!

Qingfeng was surprised and couldn't help but look up: "Miss Tao'er, what can you do?"

He paused, then quickly added, "Miss Tao'er, you'd better not ask your master. Even if you knew, it wouldn't help."

Because no one can help the master…”

He thought to himself that even Elder Li of the Seven Killings Sect couldn't cure his master's cold poison. Elder Li was a renowned physician and a famous figure in the martial arts world.

Elder Li was only able to barely suppress his master's poison.

Although an antidote has been developed, the ingredients are not all available, rendering it useless.

What can a little girl like Tao'er do?

Knowing this would only add to my sadness.

Tao'er saw the fleeting sadness in his eyes, and her guess became clearer.

She smiled again, her smile carrying a hint of certainty: "Brother Qingfeng, if you don't tell me, how do you know that if I know the truth, there's nothing I can do?"

Just because you can't do something doesn't mean I can't.

"Why……

Peach Girl, you are so kind-hearted, beautiful and compassionate; you are a blessing to my master.

On behalf of my master, I am deeply grateful. We will always remember your kindness.

However, you shouldn't inquire about this matter; it's pointless.

Qingfeng sighed, his tone revealing a hint of helplessness.

Her gaze hardened, and her expression turned serious. She asked, word by word, "Qingfeng, tell me, is your master nearing the end?"

Qingfeng was stunned again.

This time, he forgot to even try to hide it, and just stared straight at Tao'er, his eyes filled with shock, panic, and a hint of inexplicable despair.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

She guessed it...

She is indeed a kind and intelligent girl, no wonder her master treats her differently...

Looking at Qingfeng's expression, what else could Tao'er not understand?

It felt like my heart was being squeezed tightly in my chest, and I suddenly felt uncomfortable.

I see, I see!

No wonder he said those things, no wonder he entrusted such an important thing to me like a child, no wonder there was always a hint of farewell in his eyes when he looked at me.

An inexplicable surge of anger suddenly welled up inside him.

It's really too much for the master and servant to keep this from them all this time!

"Brother Qingfeng!"

Tao'er's voice suddenly rose, and it was rare for the usually good-tempered girl to yell at her.

"If you don't tell me the truth, your master might really not make it out to be!"

Qingfeng was shocked and stared at her in disbelief.

Does she really have a way to save her master?

Tao'er stood there, her slender body trembling slightly in the wind, but her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness, like a burning flame.

Her mind raced through every detail of the days since she met Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi's lips would sometimes turn pale, his brows would sometimes furrow inexplicably, and there was that time when she got up in the middle of the night to go to the outhouse and vaguely saw the light still on in his room.

Poisoned!

He must have been poisoned.

In ancient times, it was common for important figures to be poisoned.

That's how it's written in novels too.

Given that Xiao Yi was framed and assassinated, it's perfectly normal for him to be poisoned.

She has a spiritual spring space and a medicinal herb field. The medicinal herb field has so many rare medicinal herbs, maybe she can cure Xiao Yi.

That's why she dared to say she should be able to find a solution.

Xiao Yi cannot die. First, he is a great hero, and it would be a great pity if he died.

Secondly, he is Ayan's fifth uncle, and because of this relationship, he cannot die.

Third, he was so young and handsome, it's a real pity he died!

"I can't let him die," Tao'er thought to herself.

Qingfeng looked at her, at the ever-burning fire in her eyes, at her cheeks slightly flushed with excitement, and suddenly felt an indescribable emotion welling up in his heart.

He gritted his teeth, bent his knees, and knelt down.

"Miss Tao'er..." His voice trembled, and his eyes were already red. "Master... he has been poisoned by the Heart-Eating Cold Poison and only has half a year left."

woo woo woo...

"If you can save my young master, young lady, Qingfeng will serve you for the rest of his life."

Tao'er stood there blankly, looking at Qingfeng kneeling in front of her, at his red-rimmed eyes and the way he dared not look at her, and at the words "only half a year left" echoing in her ears.

Half a year.

Only six months.

She remembered the man lying in bed last night, talking drunkenly; she remembered his long, beautiful fingers as he handed her the keys under the moonlight; she remembered the faint smile in his eyes.

It turns out that it wasn't relief, but resignation.

It turns out he wasn't entrusting something to someone, but saying goodbye.

Her chest felt like it was stuffed with cotton, making it hard for her to breathe.

Heart-devouring cold poison.

She had stayed in the Prime Minister's residence for a year and had heard of this poison.

Those who are poisoned suffer terribly!

This poison is made by using the Frost Toad as a catalyst, combined with seven kinds of extremely yin and cold poisons. Those who are poisoned will experience a cold poisoning on the fifteenth of each month, feeling as if ten thousand ants are gnawing at their heart, causing unbearable pain.

Moreover, alternating between hot and cold temperatures, or exposure to cold or heat, can easily trigger toxicity.

Once the cold poison invades the heart meridian, even a celestial being would find it difficult to save you.

But isn't there no antidote for this poison?

I wonder if her spiritual spring water can cure this kind of poison?

Tao'er was also a little uncertain.

However, Xiao Yi's life is truly unfortunate, as he actually contracted this kind of poison.

Who could be so vicious? Could it be that King Cheng sent someone to poison him beforehand?

Or someone else?

Forget it, there's no point in investigating who poisoned him now.

Let's figure out a way to detoxify Xiao Yi first!

Tao'er shook her head, took a deep breath, and slowly squatted down to meet Qingfeng's gaze as he knelt.

Her voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable power: "Brother Qingfeng, get up."

Tell me everything you know.

Only then can I have a clear plan in mind.

This Heart-Eating Cold Poison is no ordinary cold poison…