Dongmei couldn't see through the situation in front of her at all, and she didn't know how her master's relationship with the prince suddenly became like this. She turned around in a hurry and hurriedly prepared hot water.
After soaking the basil and acacia water, Dongfang Jing had already helped Murong Qianjue to lie down on the edge of the bed.
Murong Qianjue drained all of his strength, and just lay there quietly, completely different from the evil and energetic second master in his usual life.
He stared at Dongfang Jing with eyes as bright as obsidian, and asked unwillingly, "You love me, don't you?"
Dongfang Jing's profound brows could not help but frown, and she lightly glanced at the person on the bed, her face was full of anxiety. According to his usual temperament, he should call himself "Master", but now he changed it to "I". In comparison, he suddenly became a little more serious.
Dongfang Jing opened her mouth slightly, but her eyes moved down, and suddenly she touched a piece of jade pendant worn by Zongzheng Fu Su on his waist, and when she reached her mouth, she stopped abruptly, and said in a second, "You think too much, I just don't want to Something happened to him, that's all."
Murong Qianjue's hands trembled involuntarily, and then he tightened his sleeves without any trace.
Dongfang Jing helped him up, and then poured perilla and acacia water into him one mouthful at a time.
Murong Qianjue obediently swallowed every mouthful, very obedient, very different from his usual publicity.
Dongfang Jing didn't notice anything unusual, but when the water bottle in her hand bottomed out, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Murong Qianjue in shock, "Water...Where's the water?!"
"Drink it." Murong Qianjue smiled calmly, "Didn't the concubine feed it to the master?"
Another cynical attitude.
Dongfang Jing was so anxious that she almost stomped her feet!
The perilla honey locust water is for him to induce vomiting, take a small sip, and then stimulate the internal force to spit out the contents of his stomach together! Just now she was thinking about other things in her mind, so she didn't pay much attention, but this guy really didn't care about her own life, so she swallowed all of this pot of undrinkable water!
"Spit it out!" Dongfang Jing gave him a hard look, and finally couldn't help yelling, "Murong Qianjue! It doesn't matter if you don't want to die, don't get in the way of fourth brother!"
The smile on Murong Qianjue's face disappeared instantly, the corners of his mouth twitched, the light in his eyes sank, and he said, "Okay."
Raising his hand, he slapped him hard, and he hit his stomach!
Before Dongfang Jing could react, he was already leaning forward, and a mouthful of blood spurted out violently!
This mouthful of blood seemed to have been held in for too long, and it had turned slightly black.
Dongfang Jing was startled, and looked at the man in front of her in horror.
Murong Qianjue didn't stop, his body was trembling constantly, and he vomited out mouthful after mouthful. The perilla water was mixed with gray-brown poisonous blood, and he vomited out half a basin. Only then did he raise his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, looked at the woman whose face was already pale with fright, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Ah Jing, your heart hurts."
Dongfang Jing wouldn't feel sorry for Murong Qianjue, but...
But the tone of Murong Qianjue's words is very similar to the worry-free back then. Definitely, firmly believe.
Dongfang Jing didn't answer his words, but said coldly, "Keep vomiting, the poisonous blood must be finished."
Murong Qianjue's big palm suddenly circled her body, caressed her waist, tightened it a little bit, and said in a coquettish tone, "Ah Jing, if Master just died like this, would you like it?" Master? At any rate, Master is here to save your life..."