Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 292

Ning Zhiqiang knew very clearly that Wei Yuanwei must have gotten infected from the poison.

"Iris …" He had originally thought that Wei Yuanwei would not be able to sense anything, but he didn't think that after hearing his voice, Wei Yuanwei would have difficulty opening her eyes.

"Master Ning?" Wei Yuanwei thought that he had seen wrongly, but when Ning Zhiqiang held onto Wei Yuanwei's hand with his blazing hand, the scorching heat made her feel extremely greedy.

"Get out, don't touch me …" Wei Yuanwei's remaining rationality allowed her to pull her hand away from Ning Zhiqiang's grasp. Although the searing heat made her extremely reluctant, she definitely could not hold back even a little bit of the heat from Ning Zhiqiang's body.

"Miss Wei, it's alright. It will be alright after a while!" Not only did Ning Zhiqiang not leave, she even hugged Wei Yuanwei closer. "You're cold, I'll help you heat up, it'll be fine in a moment, see you later …"

But the more he thought about it, the clearer Wei Yuanwei's thoughts became, "Master Ning, I'm inviting you out. You're someone with a wife, how can you carry another woman?"

She didn't know what would happen to her after the poison broke out, nor did she know what crazy actions she would take. She was afraid that she would lose her consciousness and do something to Ning Zhiqiang in case she got cold.

And if Ning Zhizhan couldn't control herself or did something to help her, she would harm him. She had two poisons in her body right now, and if Ning Zhizhan touched her, he would really die.

"How can I not save you when you are like this?" Ning Zhiqiang's low voice, which was filled with difficulty, sounded beside Wei Yuanwei's ears.

Wei Yuanwei didn't want to hear it, she just kept shaking her head, wanting to push Ning Zhiqiang away, but no matter how hard she tried, Ning Zhiqiang didn't react at all.

Wei Yuanwei felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more lax, and was afraid that in a short while, she would lose consciousness, and grabbed onto Ning Zhiqiang's clothes tightly, speaking with an incomparably difficult voice: "Ning Zhiqiang, no matter what happens, you cannot touch me even a little, you absolutely cannot!"

Seeing Wei Yuanwei's painful expression, Ning Zhizi's face started to sweat profusely. Her beautiful sword-like eyebrows knitted tightly, and she immediately said in a low voice, "I, Ning Zhiqiang, will definitely not do something that would take advantage of someone!"

Even though Ning Zhiqiang's voice was light, it was still filled with certainty. This made Wei Yuanwei tense his last string before he put it down.

Then, a wave of coldness swept through his entire body.

When Wei Yuanwei woke up again, she found that her entire body was covered with a thick blanket, and Ning Zhiqiang, who was dressed in all white, was quietly sleeping by her bed.

"Master Ning …?" Wei Yuanwei cried out softly, her mind was in a mess, what happened last night?

Wei Yuanwei looked at the quilt that was covering him, but she couldn't remember what had happened last night, what she had said, and why Ning Zhiqiang had appeared in her room.

Wei Yuanwei was about to pull out her hand, but he discovered that Ning Zhiqiang was holding her own hand tightly. She wanted to pull it out, but Ning Zhiqiang's grip tightened instead.

"Master Ning..." Wei Yuanwei cried out again. Ning Zhiqiang, who was lying on the bedside, finally had a reaction. Seeing that Wei Yuanwei had woken up, she revealed a gentle smile.

"You're awake?" The voice that had just woken up was deep and full of magnetism, and it sounded very comfortable and pleasant to the ears.

Wei Yuanwei's eyes were filled with confusion, but from the looks of it, Wei Yuanwei seemed to have also understood it, "Last night, I … Is it the poison? "

Wei Yuanwei really tried to think about what happened last night, but his mind was completely blank regarding what happened last night. He could remember that Pill Saint pretended to be Ning Zhiqiang and poisoned her, and she would definitely not be able to remember what happened afterwards.

"Poison?" Ning Zhiqiang seemed to not understand what Wei Yuanwei was trying to say, "Last night, the Medicine Saint came to my room to say that you were poisoned. When I came over, I saw you wrapped in a quilt, shivering all over …."

That means she was poisoned? Sometimes once a month, sometimes several times a month. Without any pattern, she didn't know whether it was the Medicine Saint's poison that triggered her poison or if it was her time to release the poison anyway.

"And then?" Wei Yuanwei could not wait to interrupt Ning Zhiqiang's words. She wanted to know what happened next.

"And?" Ning Zhiqiang seemed to not understand what Wei Yuanwei wanted to know. "After I get all the blankets to cover you, you'll still feel tired, you won't stop …"

"Keep what up?" Wei Yuanwei was so anxious that she wanted to know what happened after she activated the poison.

After Wei Yuanwei completely lost consciousness, she continuously wanted to crawl into his embrace, to extract even more warmth from his body. That appearance was like a homeless cat in the midst of winter, urgently wanting to find a trace of warmth. Even though there was a raging fire in front of him, Wei Yuanwei was not afraid in the slightest.

"What do you think?" The more he kept quiet, the more worried Wei Yuanwei became. Ning Zheyan had said before that in order to make her body feel better, she could do anything, and the only way to ease the chill in her body would be to rely on a man to keep it warm. And during this process, not many men would be able to withstand the temptation.

When she was poisoned, would she be hugging Ning Xi? Even … You're still going to take off your clothes?

"Do you really not have any impression of the Miss Wei anymore?" Ning Zhizi asked Wei Yuanwei while looking at him with an anxious but faintly worried expression.

"Ning Zheyan's poison has always been this way to torture people for fun! If I knew, it would only mean that my poison last night was not Ning Zheyan's poison, but the Medicine Saint's poison! " Wei Yuanwei's gaze slowly became deep and distant.

She kept lying to Ning Zheyan, and Ning Zheyan would probably never believe her ever again, nor would she give her the antidote to the poison in her body.

Miss Wei, this is already the fifth day, there are still three trials left. Ning Zhiqiang lowered his gaze, stood up, and was about to leave.

But Wei Yuanwei tugged on Ning Zhiqiang's sleeve, "You still haven't told me what happened after the poison broke out last night!"

Seeing Ning Zhiqiang's reaction, Wei Yuanwei knew that nothing had happened between her and Ning Zhiqiang last night. Otherwise, the person in front of her should be Ning Zhiqiang's corpse.

"Last night, you kept on yelling that you were cold. I covered you with a blanket and waited by your side. Nothing happened, so you can rest a.s.sured!" Ning Zhizi naturally would not tell Wei Yuanwei everything that had happened last night.