Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1300 Qing Qing, who is seeking death, has entered the tiger’s mouth.
In the darkness, Lie Jiuqing sat on the soft couch, lying on his side on the window sill, looking at the white snow outside, his eyes gradually loosening.

"Mom, you have taught me so much, do you really want me to live a mediocre life..."

If that's the case, why did she choose the opposite path in the end, but everything seemed to be guiding her to do something.

Lie Jiuqing felt like her head was about to explode. The more she tried to understand, the less she understood. Everything was mixed together, and her head was tingling.

Suddenly, her vision went dark, and a long shadow enveloped her.

Lie Jiuqing raised his eyes and saw Wen Rong coming from the darkness.

He entered the palace today, wearing palace clothes and rouge.

It had been a long time since he had seen such a well-dressed and gentle person. Lie Jiuqing was stunned for a moment and never looked away.

Across the window, Wen Rong stood outside, slightly supporting the window sill, lifting her chin with his fingertips and looking around carefully.

"not in a good mood?"

Lie Jiuqing didn't expect that when she missed him, he would actually show up, "Didn't you enter the palace and won't come back today?"

Wen Rong casually approached her and bit the corner of her lips, "Something happened and they didn't come back. I can stay with you for a long time today."

Hearing this, Lie Jiuqing frowned and smiled, not wanting Wen Rong to worry about him, "Miss me?"

"Ah."

Wen Rong responded and looked at the wine bottle aside.

The moment he saw it, Lie Jiuqing immediately hid behind him, "I haven't drank yet."

Wen Rong held the window sill with one hand and easily rolled into the house. He half-knelt in front of Lie Jiuqing and said with a half-smile, "Want to drink?"

"..."

With a gentle smile, Lie Jiuqing felt a huge pressure for no reason, and she subconsciously hid back.

As soon as she moved, Wen Rong grabbed her waist and said, "Take a drink."

The silver needle on Lie Jiuqing's fingertip was easily spotted by Wen Rong. He put the wine bottle to her lips, "Do you want me to feed you?"

Wen Rong's smile became gentler, and the hair on Lie Jiuqing's back went up, "Are you angry?"

If you have to force a smile in front of him, he is more than angry.

The arc between Wen Rong's lips became wider, "No." After drinking, she was punishing.

Lie Jiuqing said stiffly: "Do I have to drink it?"

She tentatively said: "I will faint."

The wine bottle in Wen Rong's hand was two inches closer. Lie Jiuqing wanted to grab it and drink less, but he didn't let go.

Lie Jiuqing was absolutely sure that Wen Rong was angry, but why?

She licked her lips, trying to find a silver needle to relieve her hangover.

As soon as she moved her hand, Wen Rong's cool eyes looked over.

His eyes were cold, but his lips were smiling.

Lie Jiuqing was most afraid of Wen Rong being like this.

She leaned over obediently and whispered: "I'm still sick, so I can't drink too much..."

Even so, a sip of wine is nothing.

It's a pity that even if it is peach blossom wine with a low alcohol content, Lie Jiuqing can't resist it.

Wen Rong stared at her, but she didn't dare to make any small moves and sat obediently. After a while, she started to feel dizzy.

It’s over.

Wen Rong seemed to smile even more horribly.

Lie Jiuqing shook his head, still thinking about using a silver needle to relieve his hangover.

Unexpectedly, Wen Rong clasped her hands behind her back and easily pulled her into his arms, "Baby, did you go see a wild man today?"

Lie Jiuqing tried to struggle, but the warm and charming voice was right next to his ears, "Tell me, can I let you touch your waist?"

At this time, Lie Jiuqing was somewhat conscious, but Wen Rong knew her so well that her little thoughts were easily exposed.

She was drunk, but her eyes were bright, "Let me tell you, can I kiss the little mole on your tail bone?"

(End of this chapter)