Dress up and fight!

Hearing Qian Duoduo's worried words, Jin Qing shook his head: "No, he doesn't dare, I can pull his brain out of his ass."

Mo Qianxue: "." Suddenly felt a chill behind her.

Afterwards, Jin Qing patted him on the shoulder: "Your sweat medicine is well prepared, and I will sprinkle it on the chicken to make it fresher."

This Mongolian sweat medicine smells sour, so it's just used as vinegar.

Mo Qianxue's hands trembled, and she struggled to defend herself: "I'm not sweat medicine."

This kind of thing, even if he is held down by the neck, he can't tell the truth, otherwise he will die!

Hearing Mo Qianxue say that the paper bag was not covered with sweat medicine, Jin Qing's eyes became more sympathetic, and suddenly reached out to pat him on the shoulder: "Your life is not easy."

Mo Qianxue grinned in pain. His shoulder must have been dislocated. Is there something wrong with this woman? It's not easy for him to be the majestic master of the palace.

But Jin Qing picked up the paper bag containing Mongolian sweat medicine: "Look, this thing is the legendary Mongolian sweat medicine. If you don't understand it, I can teach you how to identify it."

She finally had the opportunity to show off her knowledge reserves, and it feels so good to teach others.

707: "." What else can I say, if you break the law by bragging, you will be sentenced to at least half a year in prison.

Jin Qing happily opened the paper bag and handed it to Mo Qianxue: "Look, I just say it's Mongolian medicine!"

Mo Qianxue: "." Where did you find out.

Jin Qing raised his neck: "First of all, look at this appearance, he is light yellow powder."

Mo Qianxue: "." Who am I, where am I, and why should I listen to a lunatic talking nonsense.

But Jin Qing's enthusiasm for teaching has not faded: "Then, there is a slight sour smell in him, which can be smelled even a few miles away."

Mo Qianxue didn't like to hear these words: "What Mongolian sweat medicine can be smelled a few miles away, and it's not a dog's nose."

Jin Qing cut it: "Then you are rare and strange, you can do this. If you don't believe me, try it."

Mo Qianxue argued with Jin Qing, "I won't try, because it's impossible."

Jin Qing persistently gave the Mongolian sweat medicine to Mo Qianxue: "Why is it impossible, you are sour."

Mo Qianxue pushed Jin Qing's hand away again: "I said it was impossible."

After being rejected several times in a row, Jin Qing's heart became angry, and he directly opened Mo Qianxue's mouth, and poured the sweat medicine into it: "I said it might be possible."

The dose was too high, and Mo Qianxue fell headlong to the ground.

As the eyes turned black, a strange idea appeared in Mo Qianxue's mind: Mongolian sweat medicine is really sour.
Seeing Mo Qianxue collapsed, Jin Qing turned his head and shouted to the exiles behind him: "I can't go anymore, a weak person fainted."

Before the exiles could speak, several yamen servants in charge of the escort had already covered their faces and cried bitterly: If this delay continues, will they still have a day to go to the place of exile!

When Mo Qianxue was awake, Jin Qing and Qian Duoduo happened to be discussing about him and Menghan Yao.

Jin Qing chewed the crispy chicken bones in his mouth and crunched: "Have you ever wondered why Mo Qianxue, a palace master's seasoning, is mixed with Mongolian sweat medicine?"

Qian Duoduo wanted to say that it should be Mo Qianxue's words to fool Jin Qing, but he realized that he is now Jin Qing's lackey, so he corrected his attitude immediately: "I think there may be something wrong inside Bi Luo Palace, someone wants to harm Mo Qianxue .”

It doesn't matter whether someone harms Mo Qianxue, what matters is that if she doesn't follow Jin Qing's advice, she might be the next one lying on the ground.

Jin Qing gave Qian Duoduo an affirmative look: "That's right, Mo Qianxue looks like this, and she is easy to bully at first glance. It depends on the owner when beating a dog. I have to protect him."

Qian Duoduo controlled his expression, and forced himself to show envy and jealousy: "What are you going to do." It's not going to destroy people's families.

As if to confirm Qian Duoduo's thoughts, Jin Qing showed a ferocious smile: "When I help him kill all the people in that palace, he will be safe!"

Qian Duoduo: "." My god Bodhisattva, what evil did Mo Qianxue do!