Slight punishment for minor offenses, severe punishment for

etting worse. I need to find a chance to ask Senior Brother Jun about itI retreated to the side, lost in thought. Master raised his hand and retracted his divine sword. The tear in the barrier shrank...Jiang Qiyun's divine title was too long, but on the name seal he gave me, it was engraved in secret script with four characters: Beitaidi Jun.

Even great deities often call him by this name.

I sometimes call him "Lord Di Jun," but most of the time, I still call him Jiang Qi Yun.

This name has a hint of gunpowder to it, he told me this himself.

Perhaps only I would call him "Yún'ěr."

Therefore, even an ordinary “qiyun” can effortlessly infuse itself with a touch of romantic sentiment.

"Qi Yun... how can I wipe this lip print from my chin..."

At this time, the scorpion's venom stung me, making me both pained and dizzy. My vision was filled with a kaleidoscope of colors.

I feel like I'm a remnant of the divine, but my body feels somewhat uncontrollable.

Scorpion venom will cause fever, sensitivity to light, excessive tearing and even coma. I'm experiencing all of these symptoms now, except for the coma.

I saw that Jiang Qiyun's face was all red and green. It's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, I wonder which devotee burned him a beautiful paper figurine

I reached up to wipe his chin, and he seemed displeased, but he didn't let go of me, nor did he move away. He just stood there, pulling me into his embrace.

My brother's voice came from afar: "It's over, that savage ran away! I don't know how he got free from the ropes... Eh, Xiao, Xia Qiao What's wrong"

"...She's been like that since a while ago." Jiang Qiyun's cold voice reached my ears.

He doesn't seem happy, no, he was still mad at me earlier.

I laboriously lifted both my hands, cupping his jaw.

"Start, start…cloud...I was wrong, wasn't I…I won’t speak loudly to you anymore…” I wanted to apologize while I was still "awake," to say it seriously.

"Hmm." Jiang Qiyun responded faintly.

I was hazy and couldn't hear clearly, so I rubbed his face hard with my hand.

"... Even if you fight, you shouldn't go looking for other women! Look, your lips are all swollen from kissing. Didn't the Emperor say that anyone besides your spouse is considered adultery"

"...."

"...Aw, what's going on" my brother asked, confused.

"Probably scorpion poison," Jiang Qiyun's voice was still calm.

"Then you should hurry and take her to the Yin family to find Mu Wanchen and Yin Luo for an antidote! My little Qiao isn't very smart to begin with, don't let the poison turn her into a fool!" My brother urged.

"Haha, haha... you said who is the fool..." I replied.

Mu Yunfan, don't think I can't hear you.

"You!" My brother roared. "I said I'd handle this, go find the antidote now."

"I... I'm afraid you won't be able to get out..." I tried my best to shake my head, wanting to stay clear-headed, but the corners of my mouth kept stretching into a silly, "hahaha" grin. My body was completely out of control.

"Alright, alright, I'll go out with you guys. Hurry up!" My brother urged Jiang Qiyun.

Jiang Qiyun held me, the yin and yang energies here were balanced by him, dispersing most of the black mist in the ravine. The blurry scenes of ghosts hitting the walls also disappeared.

"Go outside first, I'll find the village official to search for Zhou Jia Lao San's son," my brother said.

As I walked across the small earth bridge, my brother led the way, and Jiang Qiyun held me walking behind.

I held onto Jiang Qiyun's neck, my chin resting on his shoulder. In a daze, I seemed to see someone in the river in the distance.

There was a person.

It seemed like she was naked, only her back visible. Suddenly, a white body emerged from the water and then sank again.

"Qi Yun, Qi Yun...someone..." I cried, clutching at Jiang Qi Yun's shoulder.

"Hmm" He turned back, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. "Did you see the water ghost again The land and mountain gods here have all disappeared. I'll adjust yin and yang, and dispatch new minor gods to handle it later."

My brother anxiously said, "Stop talking so much, Jiang Qiyun's clothes are almost your saliva towel..."

We returned to the car parked by the village, Shen's disciples were taking turns guarding it. My brother told me to hurry "scram" and get the antidote, while he went into the car himself.

Jiang Qiyun hugged me and walked to the white sedan parked by the village entrance.

The Yin official guarding the sedan chair was startled: "What's wrong, Little Lady"

"...You're guarding here, and you ask me how I am" Jiang Qiyun said coldly.

This guy, a real jerk.

The sinister official hurriedly pleaded guilty, "Your Majesty commanded me to wait for the young mistress to return home. I wasn't allowed to follow her... Before this, I even reminded the young mistress to be careful..."

"Cut the crap, let's go." Jiang Qiyun put me into the white palanquin.

It was called a palanquin, but it was actually a wide, open sedan chair. The only part that had a covering was the back; the other three sides were "ventilated," just with white gauze hanging down.

The underling timidly asked, "My Lord Emperor, will you return to the Shen family's mountain gate, or the Mu family's small building"

I burrowed into the couch, curling up in a ball. Jiang Qiyun held my stung left hand and laid my head on his lap.

“Let’s go to the Yin residence.” Jiang Qiyun brushed my hair away from my face and reached out to touch my forehead.

His fingers were ice cold, and it felt so good against my burning skin. I arched into his touch, humming softly, wanting nothing more than to hold onto this giant ice cube.

"Is this the Yin family, the mysterious physician often visited by the Little Imperial Concubine" the underworld official asked.

"How many other Yin families has she been to" Jiang Qiyun said coldly.

He usually communicates with his subordinates through subtle glances. This gatekeeper, who serves as a bodyguard, probably rarely receives his orders and seems somewhat unfamiliar to him.

But the eunuch, still dutiful and discreetly suggested: "Forgive my presumption, Your Highness seems unwell. Would it not be quicker to seek out the Emperor's methods"

"Humph…" Jiang Qiyun let out a light chuckle, her voice soft and echoing as she said, "This deity simply enjoys watching her… this… foolish… appearance."

He must have taken this opportunity to punish me for telling Atu and Younan a lie about the return. Blood dripped down the cracks in the bamboo building and soaked into the soil. That image is all I can recall.Later, Mu Wanchen also went to take a look. There was still a castle-like structure from...