Before the carriage stopped in front of the palace, Leng Qisu jumped out of the carriage with Mo Shuang in his arms and hurried towards his Yumoxuan.
Even Mo Shuang herself didn't understand. It was just a scratch on her neck. How could she not be able to move half of her body during the journey from the palace to the Fourth Prince's Mansion, and the wound had already begun to fester.
"She's poisoned!" Leng Qisu laid her flat on the soft couch, frowned slightly, and quickly ordered Linglong, who was standing next to him with a look of astonishment, to get hot water.
Poisoned
Mo Shuang was shocked. In fact, she didn't know that her symptoms were poisoning, but she just didn't want to believe it.
"Is it the powder sprinkled on the collar?"
"No!" Leng Qisu pursed his lips and his eyes flashed slightly, "It was on the cat's paw. I never expected that the Queen Mother would be so cruel!"
Mo Shuang's heart sank, and her last illusion was shattered.
Although the Queen Mother was the first to strike, where was the cat that scratched her
She just didn't want to think about Brother Yi, but the fact finally defeated her again.
Why
Why is he doing this
Seeing that her face was pale, Leng Qisu thought it was due to fright, so he curled his lips and smiled, and said in a slow and comforting voice: "Don't worry, it's not some rare poison."
Yeah
Mo Shuang forced a smile and said nothing.
Who knows Brother Yi better than her
That man won't take action unless he takes action. Once he takes action, he must have his purpose.
How could it be just an ordinary poison
But what is his purpose
When Linglong came in with the copper basin, Leng Qisu was carefully taking off the clothes on Mo Shuang's upper body. Because the clothes at the collar were stuck to the ulcerated wounds, he moved very gently, for fear of hurting her. .
Her eyes narrowed slightly, Linglong stepped forward lightly, placed the copper basin on the bedside table, and hesitated for a moment: "How about, let the slave do it!"
Leng Qisu concentrated on the movements in his hands without raising his eyes: "Go to Youmei Garden and get a set of the princess's clothes!"
Linglong was slightly startled, pursed her lips, and then bowed and left.
There were only two people left in the room, and it was extremely quiet for a while, with breathing audible.
This was Mo Shuang's first time entering Yumoxuan where Leng Qi stayed. If it were normal, she would never miss the opportunity to take a closer look, but today, she was completely out of mood.
Lying there motionless, completely unaware of what was going on in her mind, her mind was filled with the scene of Brother Yi spinning her around, caressing her face, and scratching her neck.
I wish I could ask the magpie to ask him immediately. Although I am willing to do anything for him, it is not so unclear.
It wasn't until she felt a stab of pain on her neck that her pupils shrank and she hissed.
"I thought you didn't know the pain!" Leng Qisu chuckled, glanced at her, put the clothes he had taken off aside, then twisted the hot brocade towel in the copper basin, leaned over and gently wiped her face. neck.
(End of chapter)