
“Qing Ge, I'm very sexy.” Qin Yiyao's voice was not as calm as before, but with a slight coquettishness.
With that said, his body weakly leaned towards Mu Qingge, as if the breath he could draw from her could calm the unusual heat in his heart.
Mu Qingge's eyes suddenly opened, catching Qin Yiyao's lower body, before she could speak, she heard a buzz from the other side, and turned her head to look.
Bai Xiyue, who was lying on her back, had shrunk into a ball despite sustaining her own injuries, her cheeks constantly rubbing against the brocade underneath. His half-crossed eyes were filled with a blurry color like a drunk.
"Qingge ..." Right now, Qin Yiyao still looked cold, like a water snake, wanting to hold on to Mu Qingge.
Those cool little hands even wanted to grab onto Mu Qingge's clothes. Mu Qingge was so frightened that she grabbed him quickly and pulled his hand back.
If Mu Qingge had not reacted before, what happened to the two women.
So right now, he completely understood!
His answer made his whole being bad: Qin Jinxiu, the basis of ******! The cure really depends on your sister!
“Qingge, I'm very uncomfortable.” Qin Yiyao, whose entire body was attached to him, said slowly in an extremely seductive voice.
Mu Qingge's shoulders suddenly stiffened, and her face became extremely ugly.
Frowning thinking for a moment, he took out a small porcelain bottle from the room. It contained Qingxin San whom he had refined earlier.Although it was not an antidote, at least it could be slightly controlled.
Without much thought, Mu Qingge poured half a bottle of powder into Qin Yiyao's mouth, and Bai Xiyue took the remaining half of the bottle.
Perhaps the Qingxinsan effect could indeed withstand some medicinal strength The two people who took Qingxinsan were no longer as they were before, their breathing became calmer, but their bodies were still extremely hot.
Qin Yiyao leaned on Mu Qingge limply, and seemed to be in a semi-comma state.
Bai Xiyue who was lying on her side was not much better, she inhaled more fragrances than Qin Yiyao, and she was injured, and her resistance was even weaker.
Seeing Bai Xiyue's white clothes covered in blood, Mu Qingge frowned.
She originally wanted to find a doctor to treat Bai Xiyue after returning to the mansion, but she was transferred under the control of the medicine just now, and it seemed to aggravate her injuries ...
The trouble!
Oath in his heart, Mu Qingge took out the car curtain and looked at the shops on both sides of the road, looking quickly with clear eyes.
Soon, his eyes sparkled. Hospital signs entered his eyes.
“Stop.” He ordered quickly.
Perhaps after Qin Yiyao's order, the guards and the princess' palace carriage stopped as they said.
Outside the carriage, Qin Yiyao's lady-in-waiting immediately lifted the curtain and asked, "Little Master, what's wrong?"
“Ya.” There was no objection, and the servants came down to arrange.
Mu Qingge turned around, picked up Bai Xiyue who was lying on the carriage horizontally, got down from the carriage, and ordered anyone not to approach the carriage before entering the hospital.
In the process of taking care of Bai Xiyue, the people sent to Mu Palace also rushed over with the carriage and guards of Mu Palace.
While waiting, Mu Qingge asked the old doctor in the hospital to prescribe some tranquilizing potions for Bai Xiyue to suppress the spring poison in her body.
Fortunately, what Qin Jinxiu used was not a domineering spring poison, but some sort of powder for fun. His strength is not too strong. People who have been treated with medication will gradually calm down as long as they persist at the most uncomfortable moment. There is no need to find a strong man as an antidote.
Although Bai Xiyue was poisoned deeper, the spring poison was no longer a serious problem due to the pain from the wound and the medicinal effects of clearing the heart and calming the mind. When Mu's train and guards came to the hospital, he was already treated and fell into a coma.
However, the poison in Qin Yiyao's body had yet to fully subside, and the wagon groaned as thin as a mosquito, which made people think.
“Small Master.” The guards of Mu Palace saluted Mu Qingge.
Mu Qingge lightly patted his jaw, and saw the figure of Bai Xiyue's servant, Luzhi, in the middle of the crowd from the Mu residence.
"Green branch."
Lu Zhi stepped forward when he heard the voice, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes: "Lv Zhi has seen Little Master. Dare to ask little Master, how is my girl?"
"He was accidentally injured on the hunting ground, and now it's okay," Mu Qingge said with a punch. Xin said, the maid at the Princess Mansion is smart as well, and when she went to tell the Mu Mansion, she knew that she had called Lu Zhi to save her from a lot of trouble.
“The girl was hurt!” Lu Zhi suddenly panicked.
This reaction made Mu Qingge frown slightly displeased.
Didn't he say it was okay? Moreover, considering the strength of his master's intermediate-tier Yellow Realm, what was this wound?
Seeing the slight change in Mu Qingge's face, Lu Zhi hurriedly lowered his head to apologize: "Sorry, Little Master, Lu Zhi is just worrying about the girl."
"okay." Mu Qingge waved her hand: "Your girl has injured her ribs, so she must not move. You will accompany him back to the mansion to recuperate after a while. Ask the housekeeper if necessary.
“Small Master, are you not back home?” Lu Zhi asked in surprise. That look seems to say, 'all my girls are hurt, but it still follows you out of injury. How can you just leave it alone and have fun outside the home alone? '
“I need to report my whereabouts to you?” Mu Qingge looked at him coldly.
With that gaze, Lu Zhi's heart trembled upon seeing her, and only felt a chill coming. He shook his head in a hurry and said, "That's a green branch that has passed by."
Mu Qingge sneered in her heart, turned around and gave a few more instructions to the guards in Mu Palace, then walked out of the hospital and into Princess Changle's carriage outside.
After he got inside the carriage, the carriage moved slowly towards the direction of the princess master's house.
Lu Zhi stared at the shadow of the departing carriage, his dissatisfaction written on his face.