With a cold smile on her curved lips, she moved her gaze to his face again, without any fluctuation in her eyes, "That's because she hasn't had good food before."
Never had a good meal.
Leng Qisu's eyes moved slightly.
Have you eaten well now
Does it mean Feng Xiaochen
He couldn't help but think of Shen Li's meaning, and his originally calm eyes turned cold, shining with a terrifying light.
He sneered, stared at her for a while, and then said: "In your eyes, what is good and what is bad?"
Mo Shuang looked at him steadily, not afraid of the coldness in his eyes at all, "Whether I know well or not has nothing to do with the Emperor, right?"
He narrowed his eyes, raised the corner of his mouth with a mocking arc, and said with contempt, "I'm afraid you don't have the ability to recognize good and bad at all!"
"What the Emperor said is absolutely true!" She sneered back, a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes, fleetingly, "I once really didn't have the ability to recognize good and bad, so I was covered in bruises and nearly died. There are so many fools who have no cognitive ability, but they will learn to see something clearly."
Leng Qisu frowned and shook his head, with an expression that seemed unreasonable to her. He sighed deeply and said lightly, feeling helpless, "I just hope you won't regret it in the future."
"That's what I am willing to do!" She raised her little face stubbornly and looked at him with burning eyes.
Looking at her thin and pointed minibus, he remembered what Feng Xiaochen said, that she was vomiting blood, constantly vomiting blood, and vomiting blood in big mouthfuls.
"Mo Shuang." His eyes hurt, and he couldn't help but reach out to touch her little face, but she turned away coldly to avoid it.
"Your Majesty, please come back! The imperial concubine will go back later and won't be able to see the Emperor. It's time to worry!"
Leng Qisu's hand stayed in mid-air, and time stood still for a moment. He looked at his empty hand, curled his lips and smiled, with a hint of sarcasm and a hint of self-mockery, "You are afraid that he will see the misunderstanding when he comes back." Bar?"
Mo Shuang pursed her lips, her expression cold and noncommittal.
Putting the crispy cucumber in his hand on the table, he turned and left with a sneer.
She rushed over and closed the door with a bang. She leaned tiredly on the back of the door and looked at the dishes on the table, lost in thought...
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The night in the mountains is different from the outside. Although it is summer, it is cool and quiet.
Leng Qisu retracted his gaze from the window and turned over to face the dark wall.
I don't know if it was because of the birth bed, but he still couldn't sleep while hugging the thin quilt.
What flashed through my mind was her cold look.
Distraught like never before.
With his eyes narrowed, he got out of bed, put on a medium coat and walked out.
The cicadas chirped at night in the mountains, making the bright moon appear as calm as water.
Leng Qisu walked at a leisurely pace.
Sometimes he looked at the sky, sometimes at the flowers and plants under the moon, not knowing what he was thinking at all.
He didn't know how long he had been walking before his steps suddenly stopped.
Unconsciously, why did he end up here again
He smiled self-deprecatingly and looked at the window. The room was pitch dark. I'm afraid she had already fallen asleep!
Only he would stay up all night just because of her words!
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"Hiss, hiss"
Mo Shuang opened her eyes suddenly. She was not in a deep sleep to begin with, and had been in a light sleep, half asleep and half awake.
The sudden noise in the room made her sleepless.
The window was open, and through the moonlight, she looked at the entire room warily.
The tables and chairs were still placed there coldly, and the only thing left in silence was her breathing.
Is it her imagination
But why does she always feel that something is wrong
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind hit her, and she subconsciously struck it with a palm, knocking a cold and slippery thing to the side of the bed.
She saw it clearly, it was a snake.
There was a pain in her chest, and a surge of blood rushed up. She actually forgot that the remaining poison was not cleared and she could not use her internal strength. She quickly adjusted her breath before the sweetness in her stomach rushed into her throat.
Unexpectedly, the thing spitting out poisonous poison became like a spirit, and it rushed over quickly while she was unprepared.
She was startled, and ignored the remaining poison on her body, and struck with another blast of wind from her palm, but it was a step too late after all.
A stinging pain came from her shoulder, and she screamed. She instinctively grabbed the snake's body and threw it away. Unexpectedly, the snake seemed to be unbeatable and full of fighting power. As soon as it fell, it rushed towards her again.
She was horrified!
At this time, the door was knocked open with a clang, and a figure rushed in. A fierce palm wind struck out, with the power to destroy everything.
The snake's body suddenly broke into several pieces, and finally lost its life.
With a "hiss" sound, the candle was lit, and Leng Qisu saw the woman on the bed, covering her shoulders and sweating profusely.
"Mo Shuang!" His expression changed. He stepped forward to support her and pulled open her collar. When he saw a scarlet snake tooth mark on it, he lowered his head and sucked it on without thinking.
Spitting out the venom in his mouth, he gasped, "Are you okay?"
(End of chapter)