The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

He pointed at Sheng Chuxin with a hint of deep meaning on the corner of his mouth.

"She will definitely be discovered by the Empress. You don't care about your own life fighting with the Empress, don't you care about her?"

Hearing this, Bei Yehan's eyes tightened, and a stern look flashed across his face.

That's right, if it wasn't for Chu Xin, he would have killed Bei Yemo in the inn.

"Haha, Bei Yehan, you have been hit by this prince. She is your weakness. You don't want her to suffer any harm, so you can't kill me!"

Seeing that he hesitated, Bei Yemo laughed out loud.

Sure enough, he bet on the right person. As long as Sheng Chuxin is by Bei Yehan's side, Bei Yehan will not do anything to him. Moreover, he feels that he can use Sheng Chuxin to threaten Bei Yehan in the future. Must be very useful.

"How? Have you thought about it? If you think about it, the prince will leave."

"I want to go, have you asked me if she agrees?" Sheng Chuxin took a step forward.

"Originally..."

"Ahan, even if this person can't die, he can't live so clearly!" Sheng Chuxin reminded him when he saw that Bei Yehan wanted to let Bei Yemo go.

Now Bei Yeyi doesn't know who the woman next to Ahan is, but as soon as Bei Yemo returns to Ye'an Sacred Land, Bei Yeyi will know immediately.

"Naturally, Qionglu."

Beiyehan had already thought of this point.

He glanced sideways at Qionglu.

Seeing Beiyehan looking towards him, Qionglu immediately walked out, holding a porcelain bottle in his hand, and poured out two pills from it.

"You—" Bei Yemo turned around.

When he smelled the elixir in Qionglu's hand, his expression changed suddenly.

"You... Beiyehan, how dare you!"

He looked at Bei Yehan again, gritted his teeth and stared at him fiercely.

The elixir in Qionglu's hand is a elixir that can remember people's loss of certain memories. If he takes it, he may not even remember his last name. Like a three-year-old child, all Things have to be done all over again.

For a high-ranking prince like Bei Yemo, this was no better than death.

What's more, once he lost his memory, his power in the Dark Night Sacred Land would either be dismantled by Bei Yehan, or discovered by the Empress. This was something he would never allow to happen.

"Why wouldn't I dare?" Bei Yehan sneered.

To prevent Bei Yemo from forgetting something, do you want him to reveal the matter of his original intention to the empress?

After saying that sentence, Beiyehan directly threw out a burst of spiritual power, restraining Beiyemo's cultivation base. Seeing this, Qionglu immediately stepped forward, stretched out his hand to pinch his jaw, and was about to throw the elixir into it.

"Hmm." Bei Yemo kept shaking his head, not wanting to be forced to take the pill.

"Why do you move, what's the use of moving now, open your mouth!"

When Qionglu raised his hand, a slap fell directly on Bei Yemo's face, making his eyes widen.

How dare you beat him, he is the prince!

"Wait, Qionglu."

Suddenly, just as the pill in Qionglu's hand was about to fall into Bei Yemo's mouth, Sheng Chuxin's voice sounded.

The movement of his hands paused, and he turned to look at Sheng Chuxin.

"Mistress, what are your orders?" he asked.

Bei Yemo finally breathed a sigh of relief because of Sheng Chuxin's voice, but the next moment, he thought of a more important thing.

Didn't Qionglu and the others call Sheng Chuxin Miss before, why now...