"I don't know if the prince is here to find Qingqing, what's the matter?"
"From now on, you will be this king's poison doctor. If this king needs you, you must follow the instructions." Murong Chi was domineering, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his tough behavior of letting people do things for him.
What
No matter how calm Jiang Qingqing is, she can't sit still anymore.
He stood up at once and stared straight at him.
There is no one like this, the bandits can still negotiate the conditions, it is better for him to give orders directly, they have nothing to do with it.
After staring for a long time, Jiang Qingqing thought that he would be a little self-conscious, but unexpectedly, he almost vomited blood when he opened his mouth.
"This king is beautiful?"
Jiang Qingqing's face changed slightly, suppressing the anger in her heart. If it weren't for him, she would definitely go up and give him a shot, let him die, grit her teeth, and said lightly: "The prince is very beautiful."
nice
Murong Chi frowned without any suspense, daring to describe him with beauty was clearly an insult to him.
Junmei frowned, staring at her with sharp eyes, there was a sense of oppression in the air, "Jiang Qingqing, you are so bold."
"My lord, did Qingqing say something wrong? Could it be that the lord wants Qingqing to say that the lord... ugly?" Jiang Qingqing had cunning in his eyes.
Murong Chi's eyes were instantly swept away by darkness.
Very good, this girl dares to challenge her authority!
She pursed her lips and looked at her for a long time before finally saying, "Go to a place with this king."
"Where is your lord going?"
After asking, Murong Chi did not answer, but strode out of the room, Jiang Qingqing had to keep up.
It's really an erratic temperament.
When they got to the yard, Yu Qian had already handed over the cape, and Murong Chi took it and draped it over himself, still with a cold expression that could drip out snow.
"My lord, where are we going?" Jiang Qingqing asked again.
"Miss Jiang, the weather will be a little later, our prince will take you there, and our guards will also send your maid back to Jiangfu." Yu Qian explained.
Jiang Qingqing nodded with satisfaction, isn't it just a sentence? The shelf is also set too high.
"My lord, it's getting late. I'm going to work with you in the evening. I can't tell my father yet. If I go back, how should I explain it?" Jiang Qingqing looked at the sky thoughtfully.
She looked like this in Murong Chi's eyes, and with a bit of contempt, she took out a bag of silver and threw it over. Jiang Qingqing was very satisfied, he was quite good, but threw it back, "Wait for things. It's not too late for the prince to give it to me when it's done."
Who knows what to do.
Murong Chi took the silver bag and looked at her with a change in his eyes.
Love money, but not greedy!
When it got dark, Murong Chi glanced at Jiang Qingqing, Jiang Qingqing understood that she was leaving.
After a few steps, she was pulled by him. Before she could react, her waist was held by him. Suddenly, the weightlessness of flying up made her body sway, and she subconsciously hugged the body of the person next to her.
Both of them were stunned for such an intimate contact.
Jiang Qingqing met his disgusting gaze, and let go of it obediently, blaming her, because he was flying too fast.
The roof under the two hurriedly skipped, but it was in the direction of the palace.
"My lord, are you going to break into the palace at night?"
Murong Chi remained silent.
Jiang Qingqing rolled his eyes at him and said nothing. He was flying fast, and the wind galloping from the opposite side was like a knife across her face, and it was painful.
The hula-la cloak behind him tugged, Jiang Qingqing turned her face away with difficulty, but felt that the wind seemed to be gone.
Look again, but he pulled off his cloak and blocked it in front of him.
There was an abnormality in his heart, and he was actually not as cold as he looked.
However, Murongchi's next move wished that all Jiang Qingqing's goodwill towards him was abandoned in an instant. She heard him say, "Hold on, if you fall to your death, no one will collect the body for you."
Rolling their eyes, the two of them were speechless.
When they reached a courtyard in the palace, the two stopped.
She is very clear about the palace, this is the cold palace.
In the previous life, she fell out of favor and was locked up here for several months. There was only one palace maid who came all day long. She still remembered the lonely and sunny days.
"Not keeping up."
The cold voice pulled back her thoughts, and Murong Chi clearly felt that as soon as she entered the palace, there was an unexplainable hatred in this woman, and she glanced at her inexplicably before stepping into the palace.
Jiang Qingqing quickly followed, there was only one old lady in the palace.
She remembered that in her previous life, this place was where Concubine Xuan was imprisoned. Later, when Concubine Xuan died, she left behind this palace maid, and she has been here forever.
But Concubine Xuan has no children and has nothing to do with King Jing. What is he doing here
When the palace maid saw Murong Chi, she was stunned for a moment, then fell to the ground without speaking.
Isn't he dumb
I saw Murong Chi personally stepped forward and helped the palace maid up, her expression not showing the coldness before.
Jiang Qingqing hurriedly went up to help, but the palace maid was stunned when she saw her, with surprise in her eyes, but she didn't speak after all.
"Her voice is hoarse, see if it can be cured."
It turned out that she was asked to treat her throat. She took out the silver needle bag she was carrying, pulled the old palace maid's hand over, stuck the needle and checked it. The color of the silver needle had not changed.
She has no poison in her body.
"Open your mouth." Jiang Qingqing said and compared her actions.
Murong Chi was very disgusted, and said impatiently, "She can hear you."
Jiang Qingqing didn't say a word, and focused on checking.
But nothing was found.
After thinking for a while, he said, "Can you write?"
The old palace maid shook her head.
This is difficult.
"Does your throat feel dry and painful?"
The old palace maid thought for a while, then shook her head.
It stands to reason that the throat of the poisoned hoarse should have a tingling feeling, why not
Now there is not even a trace of discomfort, let her detoxify.
"Can it be cured?"
"Don't worry, Your Highness, you have to find out what kind of poison she has before she can be treated. Moreover, she said that there is no dryness and pain in her throat. There are two reasons. First, the poison is too strong. After taking it, she lost her throat. All perception, in this case, the possibility of the recovery of the voice is very unlikely."
Murong Chi Jian frowned, with impatience hidden in his eyes, "What about the second?"
"The second is that her throat wasn't injured by poison."
"Impossible." Murong Chi denied on the spot.
"My lord, how do you know that she is poisoned?" It is very likely that she had made her mute by other means. In her previous life, she knew that Xiao Jingxuan had instituted a kind of torture.
He ordered someone to build a long iron hook, which was hot and red, and then stuck it into the person's throat. It didn't take long for that person to never be able to speak.
Thinking about it now, it's still creepy.
"This king watched her take poison with his own eyes. How could it be fake? Are you not good at poisoning?"