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Chapter 4426: 5.0178 Fiction Becomes Reality...

"I don't need you to remind me, this prince naturally knows what's most important," Ming Ya Si coldly glanced at Ding Yun.

Just as he was about to speak, Ya Qi'er's startled cry came from the other side, "Brother!"

She stumbled towards him, like a sick beauty possessed, clutching her chest and collapsing towards Ming Ya Si.

Ming Ya Si's movements were honest; he quickly shifted position, sidestepping her fall.

Seeing Ya Qi'er about to fall to the ground, Ya Li quickly reached out to support her, then cried out, "Ya Qi'er, what's wrong with you?"

Young Master Ding turned his head and just happened to see the little poker-face's tight expression, as she rolled her dark eyes, a faint hint of disdain on her face.

This little expression was truly...

So vivid it made the poker-face seem to glow with a certain brilliance.

"Poison, poison..." Ya Qi'er's face was flushed, her gaze darting towards Qiao Mu.

Consequently, the surrounding soldiers, along with Young Master Ding and the two brothers Ming Ya Si, naturally focused their attention on the little poker-face.

It was well-known that this poker-face was an exceptionally skilled Pill Talisman Master!

Could it be that Miss Ya Qi'er's pained expression really meant this poker-face had secretly poisoned her as soon as she arrived?

Unexpectedly, the little poker-face merely glanced at Ya Qi'er with an unreadable expression. "Are you being too dramatic?"

Ming Ya Si also reprimanded her with a stern face. "Stop fooling around, stand up straight."

Ya Qi'er clutched her collar, wrinkling her clothes, and turned to Ming Ya Si with a face full of pain, "Brother, you believe outsiders over me?"

"I, I... wah." As she spoke, Ya Qi'er suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and everyone's expressions instantly changed.

Ya Li, particularly agitated, grabbed Ya Qi'er's arm and glared angrily at the little poker-face. "What's wrong with you? Are you here to cause trouble as soon as you arrive? I specifically went out to bring you here for refuge, and now there's trouble??"

The little poker-face remained silent, her expression unmoving.

Ya Qi'er whimpered and cried.

It was Ming Ya Si who impatiently glared at his brother. "Can you grow a brain? Don't lose your composure just because a woman says a few words and cries! How will I hand over the Wuzhong Army for you to manage if you're like this?"

Ya Li, intimidated by his brother's harsh tone, was instantly speechless. He could only stammer, "But, but Ya Qi'er, she, she looks so uncomfortable."

"They're so far apart, how could she poison her? Can she poison just her, through all of us??" Ming Ya Si cursed angrily, "Get lost."

Ya Li considered it and realized his brother was right. His face alternating between green and white, he glanced sideways at Qiao Mu, about to help Ya Qi'er move aside.

Unexpectedly, Ya Qi'er's body trembled violently, shaking as if her hair would fall off, and she spewed out another mouthful of blood with a "wah."

The surrounding soldiers could no longer sit still. They all stood up, vigilantly watching Ding Yun and Qiao Mu.

Young Master Ding grinned and extended a hand to block in front of Qiao Qiao, his expression unruffled as he cast a glance in Ya Si's direction. "Isn't this interesting?"

Ming Ya Si's handsome face darkened, his cold eyes fixed on the smiling man before him. "You did this?"

Ding Yun tilted his head. "Isn't it fascinating when a play becomes reality?"

"You!" Ya Li pointed a finger at Ding Yun. "Quickly, cure Ya Qi'er of the poison!"

Young Master Ding shrugged. "That depends on her luck, then."