He narrowed his eyes, pursed his lips and was silent for a few seconds. Then the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he smiled calmly, "What are you thinking about? I told you, it's not some rare poison."
After saying that, he turned around again and strode away in a direction she couldn't see. His smile froze slightly and his face gradually became cold.
Mo Shuang was lying on the couch alone, looking at the complicated patterns on the tent ceiling. She was upset. Suddenly she heard the sound of soft footsteps. She thought Leng Qi had left and returned. She turned around and realized that he was going to Youmei Garden to replace her. Linglong came back from taking out her clothes.
Linglong smiled at her and bowed slightly: "The princess's clothes have been fetched. Should I put them here first, or should I serve the princess now and put them on?"
"Put it on!" Now that she is paralyzed, she can't wait for the man to come back and put it on for her, right
"Yes!" Linglong stepped forward slowly, gently lifted the thin quilt, and her eyes froze when she saw the body under the thin quilt.
The pink bellyband, the flawless white skin, and the towering figure under the bellyband are such a charming scenery.
Seeing her stunned, Mo Shuang asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Linglong's eyes flashed slightly, and she pursed her lips and smiled: "Princess, you are so beautiful! No wonder the prince loves the princess so much!"
Yeah
Just pamper, not love, right
Mo Shuang smiled and said nothing, but suddenly the words of the man just now rang in her ears. Her skin was as thick as snow and as thick as jade. For some reason, she suddenly blushed.
"My slave just heard the prince say that the princess was poisoned?" Linglong helped her sit up and began to dress her skillfully.
I didn't want to talk about this matter with an unrelated person, but then I thought that she was Leng Qisu's personal maid, and when he was talking and doing things just now, he didn't avoid her, so he said "hmm".
"Because the right neck was injured, my right hand and right foot can no longer move, and the wounds have begun to fester?"
Mo Shuang was stunned and couldn't believe it for a moment. She could describe the symptoms accurately
"Do you know what the poison is?"
Linglong shook her head, her eyes darkened, and she sighed: "I heard the prince and Master Eleven talk about it before. I'm not sure, so I don't dare to speak nonsense."
"No problem! Tell me!" Mo Shuang was uncontrollably excited.
"It is rumored that this poison was invented by an academician named Feng from the Imperial Hospital when the late emperor was in power. It was to help him deal with the unruly prisoners in the sky prison. Once exposed to this poison, the wound would first fester and half of the body would be The hands and feet cannot move. If the antidote is not taken for a long time, other functions of the half will gradually be lost, such as the ears, eyes, liver, spleen, and kidneys on one side, and the ulcerated area will continue to expand, with disastrous consequences."
Too cruel!
It would be fine if the whole body was paralyzed, but this poison makes people's side good.
In this world, what could be more cruel than letting people live with hope while despairing at the same time
"What about this antidote?" Mo Shuang looked up at her, trying his best to look calm, but his heart seemed to be jumping out of his chest, surging uncontrollably.
(End of chapter)