C829 Scratching stomach

The pavilion master helped Wei Qing pour a cup of tea. Wei Qing did not accept and only smiled faintly: "How can I, the pavilion master, give me the antidote?"

"There's still some time before the poison breaks out. There's no rush."

Wei Qing had already expected such a result, and she was not in a rush. After all, she had to first figure out the Pavilion Master's goal