Bi Ling was filled with hatred and jealousy. She certainly did not want to see things turn out this way. She hated to see how much he was in love with Feng Tianlan.
Bi Ling cut open her wrist with the peony flower. Fresh blood dripped out. She scooped the blood into a cup and handed it to him. "Drink it. I will collect some more. When she wakes up later, she won't feel any pain."
Although Si Mobai found it disgusting, knowing that he could stop Lan'er's pain if he drank it, he endured and finished it. Then, he placed the cup back on the side without even looking at her. He felt disgusted and redundant to look at her.
"Let me ask you, how did you poison Lan'er?" Si Mobai held back for a while before raising his head to look at Bi Ling. "I want to hear the truth. Otherwise, I won't believe a single word you say in the future. If you want to threaten me again, you have to think twice."
