Though she had heard much about the methods of inner courtyards, this was the first time she'd seen someone like Hong Lian, whose methods were so ruthless and despicable.
She gritted her teeth with anger, "Doesn't she see you as her husband? Silver Moon Pavilion... the medicine from that place would definitely harm your body!"
For Hong Lian to use this on Mo Qi, how could she possibly love him?
"I'm used to it."
Mo Qi spoke, a surge of blood rising in his chest, unable to hold it back, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Under the moonlight, that crimson liquid flowed from between his fingers, and Leng Muling saw it clearly.
"Are you alright?"
She hurriedly stood up, prying open his palm, and upon seeing a pool of blood, she turned around to fetch her medicine chest.
