"Go and boil the medicine, I'll watch it here, and prepare some chicken soup, even if it goes on like this, even the body of King Kong can't bear it." Jiang Qingqing handed the recipe over.
Yu Qian and Fei Yu took it and withdrew.
Just because Murong Chi didn't like being touched by others, Jiang Qingqing didn't let Forsythia guard her, and let her go down first.
Leaning on the table for a while, there was a sound coming from the bed, Jiang Qingqing glanced at him, he was actually awake, and hurried over to help him up, "Is it better?"
At a glance, Murong Chi saw the wound on her fair neck and the red marks around her, obviously caused by too much force, and her thin and unwavering eyes trembled in vain.
"Last time, the poison in the cave caused your cold poison. Your body can't stand the toss now, so sleep well, I'll be by your side." Jiang Qingqing said, helping him close the quilt.
Only he knew how uncomfortable the cold poison attack was.
Just as he was about to turn his hand back, he was grabbed by Murong Chi.
With a sway of the body, the whole person fell into his arms, the faint scent of ambergris rushed over him, surrounded her, the corners of his lips became cold, the numb touch passed over, his eyes widened and he looked at him in disbelief. .
"Emperor... Uncle Huang." Xiao Yichen's movement of lifting the curtain froze, neither entering nor going out.
Jiang Qingqing blushed and hurriedly avoided, Murong Chi still looked indifferent, let go, but he was still a little unfulfilled.
When was he so out of control? This feeling is not only once, but now he has done something he can't believe.
After kissing her, she didn't dislike her at all. It seems, there is still a feeling of not enough
"Uncle Huang, I heard that you are not feeling well, I will come to see you."
"The king is all right."
"The minister and daughter went out first." After Jiang Qingqing finished speaking, she left the tent as if escaping. She really couldn't stand the weird atmosphere.
Is Murong Chi's brain frozen
After blowing the wind for a long time, I felt that my face was not so hot, so I decided to go back.
"Miss, why are you here?" Forsythia came over and put a dress on her.
"How did you come?"
"The lord asked the servant to bring it to you, and he also asked the servant to give you this thing."
Jiang Qingqing took it, but the scar was removed.
It's kind of human.
"Miss, there is one more thing. I heard that Miss Zhao's stomach has been uncomfortable since she went back, but the strange thing is that no imperial doctor dared to go to see it."
Jiang Qingqing's eyes lit up, Zhao Ruoxue was also Murong Chi's junior sister after all, she was not feeling well, where did the imperial doctor dare not to go, could it be his order
Suddenly he burst out laughing, and the unpleasantness caused by Zhao Ruoxue just now disappeared, "She wants to kill me, so I will give her one."
"Miss, the servants look at the lord, and they are still good to the young lady. In the future, when she enters the Qin palace, the young lady will guard the cloud."
"What are you talking about, okay, let's go back." Jiang Qingqing smiled, she never intended to have a further relationship with him, she just wanted revenge.
Back in the tent, Murong Chi had already left, there was still his warmth on the bed, the kiss just now appeared in his mind, his face became hot, and his heart became disturbed.
"Miss, why is there a wound on your neck?" Forsythia can only see clearly now.
"It's okay, just take some medicine."
"Miss Jiang." A voice came from outside the tent. Forsythia went out to see that it was a girl sent by Zhao Ruoxue, "Miss Jiang, my lady wants to see you."
Now you know to ask her
When he just killed her, his arrogance was very arrogant.
"My lady is tired, let's go." Forsythia said angrily, the lady would not save such a person.
The girl was in a hurry and knelt down, "Miss Jiang, if you don't go over with the slave, Miss Zhao will kill the slave. I beg Miss Jiang to save the slave's life."
"How can anyone ask for someone like that?"
"Forsythia, go have a look." Jiang Qingqing got up and went out.
Arriving in the tent where Zhao Ruoxue was, as soon as he entered, there was an unpleasant smell, and Jiang Qingqing subconsciously covered her nose.
"Jiang Qingqing, you give me the antidote, you give me the antidote."
While speaking, her stomach hurt again, Zhao Ruoxue's face changed, and she hurried out.
"Miss, don't you want to give her an antidote?"
Jiang Qingqing smiled softly, but not much warm, "Why give it."
She didn't know why Murong Chi wanted to save her life, but now she could see it clearly, Murong Chi had no love for her, just to save her life.
How can I ask, who sees the woman he loves being tossed like this and remains indifferent
Then why should she be merciful.
"Jiang Qingqing." A cold wind rushed in, Zhao Ruoxue's face was ugly like a blank piece of paper, "I beg you, give me the antidote, I'm so uncomfortable, I don't want to go anymore."
In just half an hour, she has run more than a dozen times, and there is absolutely no rhythm to stop.
If it goes on like this, if you don't die of pain, you will be tossed to death.
"I don't understand what Miss Zhao said." Jiang Qingqing was indifferent.
Zhao Ruoxue's heart sank, wishing to kill her with a sword, but now she doesn't even have the strength to lift a sword, not to mention that even the imperial physician dared not come, and the senior brother must be angry if he didn't ask her, how would he survive today.
Slowly crawled over and grabbed her dress, "Miss Jiang, I beg you, give me the antidote."
"There is no antidote, but I can help you to invite the lord to come over."
Zhao Ruoxue's ghostly pale face was even more ugly, she hurriedly shook her head, "No, I don't want to see Senior Brother like this, I don't want it!"
Senior brother has always been obsessed with cleanliness. If he sees himself in such an embarrassed state, he will definitely not like him, "Miss Jiang, I beg you, please help me."
"Miss Zhao, this medicine is only to make you feel uncomfortable for one night. When you wait for tomorrow, it will be fine. I am more merciful than you are killing people with a sword." Jiang Qingqing smiled and got up slowly, "By the way. , If there is another time, I may be the next poison that will make you disfigured."
After that, he strode out of the tent.
"Bitch!" Zhao Ruoxue gritted her teeth angrily, her stomach screamed, and she was so uncomfortable, she hurriedly ran out.
"Forsythia, follow this recipe to get some herbs." Jiang Qingqing handed it over, and after taking it, she felt that the poisonous scar on her face was getting better. Now, she has to prepare some ordinary things. Use the antidote for emergencies.
When I entered the tent, I saw the man sitting on the bed at a glance, still dressed in red.
Jiang Qingqing narrowed her eyes, "Why is it you again?"
"Little girl, I'm so rich and handsome, yet you don't welcome me?" The man in red got up, opened his hands and looked at himself.
Unassuming, tacky!
"Let's go while no one else finds out." Jiang Qingqing said lightly, without a trace of waves in his eyes.