A gentle and compassionate voice sounded in the quiet Zique Palace.

As he sighed softly, a trace of affection that might not even he himself had noticed...the affectionate feelings.

Raise your hand and poke it out.

That movement seemed to want to touch the girl's face.

But he just stopped just a distance from the girl's cheek.

The battle between the gods and gods in the heart of the Fanyin.

No.

He can no longer indulge himself.

I promised to detoxify her.

But……

There was no one around, and at midnight, the Buddha also closed his eyes.

So, as if he was bewitched, the fingertips that had always turned the Buddhist beads and sutra tubes slowly stroked the girl's face.

Under my fingers, there is white and delicate skin, which was once so far away, but now it is so soft at the fingertips.

The whole heart suddenly became softer.

In such a night, it is incredibly soft.

[Ding! The target character's Fanyin, favorability level 5, strategy completion level 45!]

The white-clothed holy monk moved his fingertips slightly and stroked them.

Gentle movements-

It is not the gentleness of the saint to all living beings, but the tenderness of the lovers.

In those black eyes, the empress's bright but slightly pale face was full of the empress, and a slight ripples were secretly rippled...

Long time.

Suddenly, I realized what I was doing, Fanyin seemed to be scalded by scarlet cigarette butts, and she took her hand away from it.

The action contained a sense of panic.

Their indulgences made the peach blossom lips slightly pursed by the saint monk in white.

A faint sigh.

He remembered his thoughts and reached out to the pulse between the girl's wrist.

The Saint Monk’s Sanskrit sound is not only the exquisite Buddhist teachings, but also the extraordinary medical skills.

The most important thing is that no one knows—

When Fanyin was young, he was lucky enough to take a thousand-year-old Tianshan snow lotus, which was not invaded by all poisons.

It also has the effect of detoxifying with the blood of Sanskrit.

Fan Yin raised his hand, and the sleeves of the white monk's robe fell down, revealing a delicate jade-like wrist bone.

A sharp dagger cut through the flesh and blood, and bright blood fell into the bowl drop by drop.

It only takes a few drops to detoxify.

Fanyin seemed to feel no pain at all, and even her delicate brows did not frown, and her wrist cut and her face was still colored and she bleed.

It was not until half a bowl of blood filled with his face, his face was slightly pale, and his eyes were faintly black.

He casually tore off a snow-white cassock corner, bandaged his wrists and stopped the blood.

Fan Yin held up the white porcelain bowl containing blood in one hand, and helped the sleeping girl on the phoenix couch with the other hand, letting her lean on her shoulder.

The slender fingers gently pinched the girl's jaw and handed the white porcelain bowl to the red lips that were slightly lost in blood.

Unfortunately, I can't swallow it.

In the eyes of the world, the precious blood that contains the essence of the thousand-year-old Tianshan Snow Lotus and can relieve hundreds of poisons, overflows along the girl's lips and drips onto her clothes, making a brilliant flower dizzy.

The saint monk in white who had his hands wrapped around the girl's slender waist, and his delicate eyebrows slightly frowned when he saw this.

It's not because I feel sorry for my blood.

But it is because the sleeping unconscious person has difficulty swallowing anything. How to detoxify?

final.

"Your Majesty, I... offended me."

The white-clothed monk's peach blossom lips whispered in the girl's ear, regardless of whether the sleeping person could hear it.

Immediately, Fan Yin picked up the white porcelain bowl and handed it to his lips, and took a sip.
Chapter completed!