"Okay, stop making trouble." Murong Qianjue smiled lightly, then raised his right hand towards Dongfang Jing, and stretched out his palm in front of Dongfang Jing.
Seeing the dark mark on his palm disappear without a trace, Dongfang Jing couldn't help shaking her back, and looked at him in amazement, "The poison has been cured before the seven days are over?"
"The Imperial Forest Army outside Yuhua Terrace has already withdrawn, you should know what happened during the day." Murong Qianjue twitched his lips, "Gongsun Yun has entered the palace, and also lived in Guanju Palace, he is a good opponent The spies of Prince Kung’s Mansion sent in the latest news, Shen Zhaoyu gave Gongsun Yun the test paper, and the answer was in Yuhua Terrace…”
Dongfang Jing frowned, and finally met Murong Qian's gaze. This guy usually looks like a fool, but the major events outside Yuhua Terrace, he is also not behind, and they are all under his control.
"Gongsun Yun must know that the prince has been poisoned by Qiye Naihe grass, so if she wants to attack my Yuhuatai, she will definitely do it within these seven days!" A cold light flashed in Dongfang Jing's eyes, and she said " The word "Prince" replaced the name that didn't know whether it should be called "Murong Qianjue" or "Zongzheng Fusu".
When Murong Qianjue looked at her again, in addition to the tenderness of the past years, there was a little surprise in his eyes. This girl is really very smart, she knows everything!
"There is only one day left, and Gongsun Yun will definitely do it before tomorrow's sunset!" Dongfang Jing twitched the corners of her lips, and unconsciously glanced at Murong Qianjue who was opposite, "You are in a hurry to detoxify, probably because you want to kill this last poison." Reserve time to prevent my Yuhuatai from being too passive. It's a pity, a pity... "
Murong Qianjue noticed that Dongfang Jing's eyes were strange, and his brows twitched involuntarily.
Dongfang Jing immediately sneered, "Second Master Murong is in poor health. After six days of tossing around, he couldn't take it anymore! This last night, I was really powerless, so I had no choice but to release my fourth brother to replace you... yes Is it?"
Murong Qianjue was used to being free and easy, but when Dongfang Jing teased her so much, her pretty face was twisted into a ball! She... is she mocking him? Ridiculous him not lasting enough? !
"A Jing..."
Murong Qianjue squeezed his fingers so that they creaked, and then took a step closer to Dongfang Jing, "Do you think that sixty-nine times in six days is not enough, and you want to fight with me for dozens of rounds?! What did you do before?" I didn't realize that... Ah Jing, you are such a woman in your bones?!"
Murong Qianjue is different from Zongzheng Fusu in that he speaks boldly, no matter it is about bed affairs or secrets in the boudoir, he can open up and talk about it!
Dongfang Jing originally wanted to choke him, but he choked her cheeks so hot that she shrank back involuntarily!
Seeing her guarded appearance, Murong Qianjue couldn't help chuckling, then got off the bed, pulled up his trousers, tied his belt, and strode towards the outside of the hall.
Dongfang Jing looked at the back figure, and her brows couldn't help but knit into a ball again.
The back that left so indifferently and resolutely seemed to overlap with a familiar shadow three years ago... Gradually overlapping in her mind.
Three years ago, Wuyou also pressed her on the bed, just when she thought he was going to do something wrong to her, she started to fight hard. Wuyou suddenly withdrew all her strength, neatly arranged her robes, and then quickly walked out of their new house, leaving her with a cold back!
And that back view overlapped almost seamlessly with the back view Murong Qianjue left her at this moment!