Chapter 8: Hanazaki's anger

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"The princess is driving poison for the Prince." Leng Yan answered truthfully. "Lord Leibao has searched all the famous doctors in the world, and he is helpless against the poison in the Lord."
I do n’t know how to say the following words. Later, they no longer had any hope, so they gave Su Qiqi a needle and tried to try it.
With a cold hum, Mo Wenchen didn't know why in the cold words, but he gave an eyebrow: "Su Qiqi, this woman actually let the king look down."
Slightly bowed his head, cold words did not answer.
Such a glorious and shameless woman, though appearanceless, is so talented.
"Investigate Su Qiqi." For a long while, Mo Wenchen coldly ordered: "Don't tell anyone when I wake up, and observe what purpose this woman has."
"Yes." Leng Yan stood beside the door again.
Hua Qianzi slammed the porcelain bottle in the room angrily. It's been half a month. She didn't even see Mo Wenchen's face. Of course she was angry.
When she thought of the cold words, she was furious, and then thought that she had been with Mo Wenchen since she was a child. She thought that the princess was not her own, but now an ugly woman came in, even more angry. .
With a slammed sleeve, he clenched his fists: "Cousin, although you are back, you haven't sobered up, don't blame your cousin ..."
The night was slightly cold, and it was even colder after a snowy winter night.
Pulling on her thin shirt, Su Qiqi squeezed into the bed. In the day, she would go to the hospital to apply acupuncture and detoxify Mo Wenchen, but at night, she still had to go back to the Huanyi Bureau and live with these people In one place.
The housekeeper's attitude towards her slowly improved, and an extra quilt was given to her, still cold enough to fall asleep.
Look up out of the window, maybe your heart is not quiet enough.
She was betting, but she didn't know what would happen.
Can I really stand up?
I couldn't sleep, I got up in my clothes and pushed out the door.
Looking at the cold moon, there are few stars, just like myself at this moment, lonely and cold.
A figure flashed behind him ...
Su Qiqi was startled, and the next second, he was held down by the two big men, tearing toward the depths of the forest.
Without struggling, Su Qiqi knew that struggling was useless at this time, and in a remote place like Huanyi Bureau, shouting was even less useful.
Any two big men entrusted her to the depths of the forest. Su Qiqi slowly calmed down from the initial fear. She vaguely guessed who it was, but did not expect that the woman began to embarrass herself again.
Sure enough, by the dim moonlight, the thin and delicate figure appeared in sight.
Hua Qianzi struck a black mink coat, with a pretty face standing there, looking straight at Su Qiqi.
"Don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless. If you want to blame it, blame the emperor Dayan for decreeing the concubine. I have been looking forward to the position of the princess for so many years, but I don't want you to be occupied by this ugly woman." Hua Qianzi said with gritted teeth.
On weekdays, Li Mochen even though he was petting himself, he was properly alienated, and even entangled himself for a moment, in exchange for indifference.
As the words came down, he raised his hand and gave Su Qiqi a slap.
Although this slap was hard, it did not use internal force. Obviously, Hua Qianzi was still taboo, after all, Mo Wenchen was already in the house.
Even if coma, he is always awake.
Therefore, Su Qiqi's face did not leave a red and swollen mark.
Turning her head to the side, Su Qiqi bit her lip. All she can do now is swallow her patience. Otherwise, she can only get more crazy punishment.
At this moment, she feels that she is betting right, no matter how Mo Wenchen wakes up and treats herself, at least, her status will be different from the past.
She tried desperately to save him in order not to be insulted again.
"With such an ugly face, I really don't know how you live to this day. If I were you, I would have thrown myself into the lake." Hua Qianzi was energetic. At this time, he took Su Qiqi as a punching bag.
What to say.
Deep in the woods, a man in a black robe stood quietly on a tree branch, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised and the corners of his eyes squinting, watching the good show in front of him.
However, there is no intention to step in.
Just watching it quietly, calmly.