The heiress of the Bai family, one of the four great families of the Jin capital

And this kind of grass, as early as many years ago, by chance, was obtained by Ye Yan.

Perhaps it was all destined.

He had obtained this grass. Today, he would use this grass to save Wen Muchu.

Ye Yan fused the grass into Lan Xiao's blood.

[ I've already fused the antidote into your blood. You can now use your own blood to feed Wen Muchu. ]

Lan Xiao did not hesitate at all.

She bit her finger.

The pain on her finger made her gasp and she quickly put her finger on Wen Muchu's lips.

Wen Muchu was in a daze as he felt a sweet taste slip into his mouth.

He wanted to open his eyes and see what that bloody and sweet taste was.

However, his eyelids felt as if they had been pressed down by a thousand pounds.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not open his eyes.

The fishy and sweet taste slowly slid into his stomach.

Originally, he felt that his body was so hot that it was about to explode, but it was gradually calmed down by this fishy sweetness.