The ugly concubine of the foolish king

Chapter 170, Ling Feifei, you fucking Murong Xiaomei looked at Feng Yuchen's action and didn't move, as if this matter had nothing to do with her, as if just now, between her and Ling Feifei, And nothing happened.

"Ling Feifei, fuck you," Feng Yuchen is a noble prince, he has never said such a dirty word, as a prince, it is really not easy to swear such words.

"My lord, if you have anything to say, we can talk about it. Why are you like this?" Ling Feifei smiled. In the past, he would have fought to the death, but now, with a rope tied around his body, he moved I can't move, so I have to show weakness.

"If Qing'er dies, I will let both of you be buried with Qing'er, believe it or not?" Feng Yuchen turned his sword and pointed at Murong Xiaomei.

"What's the matter, sister?" Murong Xiaomei also became anxious when she heard that Feng Yuchen came for Shang Qing'er's affairs.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead. I've been in a coma for two hours. My whole body is flushed." Feng Yuchen said bluntly.

Originally, he thought that it was nothing serious, but unexpectedly, after he sent Shang Qing'er to the infirmary of the palace, all the doctors were at a loss and asked him to prepare for the princess' funeral.

Originally, as soon as he saw Shang Qing'er like this, he was in a mess, no, in a fit of anger, he came to Ling Feifei with a long sword, and he didn't care if he was disturbing his good business .

"Feng Yuchen, are you not stupid now? Yaya, you are not stupid, you still do such a stupid thing, let us go, go and have a look." Ling Feifei became anxious when he heard this.

Shang Qing'er was the first fellow countryman he met in this world, and he couldn't let her die no matter what.

"Get out of the way, I'm going to see my sister." Murong Xiaomei ignored everything, reached out and pushed Feng Yuchen who was standing in front of her away, and ran out wearing only her underwear.

"Wait for me, I'll go too." Ling Feifei yelled from behind, but his body was tied up, and Feng Yuchen pointed at him with a long sword, so he couldn't move even if he wanted to.

"You can't go, come here, show him to me. If Qing'er is gone, he must be buried with him." Feng Yuchen ordered, and several servants rushed in and lifted Ling Feifei up.

"Feng Yuchen, you underestimate me, don't you think I, Ling Feifei, am a vegetarian? Just these servants, can you keep an eye on me?" Ling Feifei yelled.

Feng Yuchen chuckled, he turned his face, looked at Ling Feifei, and said. "If you want to escape, you can try to see if you are capable and escape from my palace." It seems that Feng Yuchen is also extremely confident. A Ling Feifei would become a joke.

Feng Yuchen raised his sword and ran to the medical center of the palace. At this time, Murong Xiaomei had arrived, and several old doctors were feeling Shang Qing'er's pulse. I haven't seen it before.

"You guys, get up." After Murong Xiaomei came over, she stretched out her hand to push these people away, then grabbed Shang Qinger's arm, examined her carefully, and then looked at Shang Qinger's small face , a burst of red, a burst of white, there is a sense of alternation of yin and yang.

At the right time, Feng Yuchen also rushed in, and Murong Xiaomei asked Feng Yuchen.

"Did my sister get poisoned before?" Murong Xiaomei asked very anxiously. According to her experience, once the gold-eating bug is fed, this kind of situation will not happen.

"Yes, I once ate the Drunken Love Pill by mistake, and I haven't untied it yet." Feng Yuchen told the truth.

"Bring the antidote." Murong Xiaomei spoke again, she stopped, exposed the wound on Shang Qing'er's arm, and then looked at her wound seriously.

Feng Yuchen took out the antidote of the Drunken Love Pill that Feng Yujing had given him from his sleeve. At this moment, he had no choice but to obey this Murong Xiaomei.

But seeing Murong Xiaomei opened the antidote of Zuiqing Pill, scattered some of the medicine in her hand on the wound on Shang Qinger's arm, and then left another part and poured it into Shang Qinger's mouth, she When she opened Shang Qing'er's mouth, she used some strength, but Feng Yuchen's heart ached.

"Be gentle, she will hurt." Feng Yuchen's nervousness was self-evident.

"Bring the knife." Murong Xiaomei ignored him at all, and gave orders directly. The moment she reached out, the knife came into her hands. She stretched out her arm, pointed at it, and suddenly swiped and pulled it. The delicate skin split open instantly, and blood flowed down her arm.

She was stuck in Shang Qing'er's mouth, dripping the blood from her arm into Shang Qing'er's mouth bit by bit, and it stopped after about a dozen drops.

"What are you doing? You won't kill Qing'er, right?" Feng Yuchen was quite nervous. He was incapable of medical skills, so he had never seen such a way to save lives.

"It won't kill her. I have been good at poisoning since I was a child. I am immune to all poisons. After drinking my blood, no matter what kind of poison it is, I can cure it. My sister and I are destined. Save her, she will definitely wake up the day after tomorrow, if she doesn't wake up, I will give her my life." Murong Xiaomei said this time quite firmly.

This was the first time she used her own blood to save someone since she was a child. You know, her blood is quite precious.

"If Qing'er wakes up, I, Feng Yuchen, will repay the girl's great kindness." Feng Yuchen bowed his hands, and no one could make him humble like this before.

"No need, just take good care of my sister." After Murong Xiaomei finished speaking, she turned away and left. When she closed the door, she took another deep look at Shang Qing'er on the bed. Behind her ear, there was a blood-red sand mole.

"Thank you Miss Murong." Feng Yuchen said, feeling relieved.

When Murong Xiaomei returned to Ling Feifei's room, she found that there were a few more men in black. These gatekeepers were very rude to Murong Xiaomei's arrival. After Murong Xiaomei entered the room, The door closed with a bang.

"She's alive?" Ling Feifei asked directly.

"Yeah." Murong Xiaomei sat there with a plunging expression, a look of frustration, which she had never had before.

"What's wrong? Saving people is not going well?" Ling Feifei asked carefully. When he lowered his face, he saw the blood on Murong Xiaomei's arm. The blood had already stained her clothes red. "Are you hurt? Who hurt you?" Ling Feifei's face turned cold.

Murong Xiaomei didn't speak. Originally, this clean little face was very cute, but when this melancholy was added, it was even more tender and pitiful.

"Are you talking? Who hurt you? Did Shang Xiaomei die?" Ling Feifei was quite nervous, and he asked Murong Xiaomei one sentence at a time.

Suddenly, Murong Xiaomei made a backhand, hugged Ling Feifei's neck tightly, and burst into tears, feeling as pitiful as a motherless child.Especially her hand hanging around Ling Feifei's neck trembled slightly.

"It's over, Shang Xiaoniu must be dead, Feng Yuchen must have hurt you, oh, Shang Xiaoniu, after you die, no one will play with me." Ling Feifei cried loudly, as if , He really lost his own aunt.

His yelling frightened Murong Xiaomei. She wiped her face and looked at Ling Feifei with an unbelievable feeling. Did she say that Shang Qing'er was dead?

"Why are you crying?" Murong Xiaomei asked.

"I'm crying, Shang girl, she shouldn't die, why is her life so short?" Ling Feifei cried so vigorously.

"Do you like her?" Murong Xiaomei stared and asked.This question made Ling Feifei stunned. He had never thought about this question.

"I like her, but I don't love her. What I like is her personality and the way I get along with her casually. She is like my relative." Ling Feifei thought for a while, and answered Murong seriously. little beauty.

"What about me?" Murong Xiaomei stretched out her hand, pointed to her face, and asked Ling Feifei.

"I like you too, but I'm afraid and afraid, so I dare not like you." Ling Feifei used his eyes to signal Murong Xiaomei to look at the rope on his body, which is the most important thing.

"Then will you love me?" Murong Xiaomei is too naive, to mention love to a man who has only known each other for a few days, this is the style of a real western region woman.

"Ah... Shang Xiaoniu, you just died, and others forced me to love her, oh, my life is so hard." Ling Feifei burst into tears again.

"Why are you crying? My sister is not dead, so I'm talking about serious things." Murong Xiaomei stretched out her hand, and slapped Ling Feifei hard on the head. Ling Feifei was immediately dizzy, but , Having said that, as long as Shang Qing'er is not dead, what is he afraid of if he suffers a few more times?

"Really not dead?" He didn't believe it, and asked again.

"It's not dead, you haven't answered the question I asked you yet." Murong Xiaomei asked again.

"Answer what?" Ling Feifei pretended again, telling him intuitively that if he fell in love with such a girl, he would have lived enough.

"Answer, will you fall in love with me?" Murong Xiaomei repeated the words.

"It's hard to say, you're too young, and you're not in good shape, you're not cute, and you won't please me, so I won't love you." Ling Feifei looked at Murong Xiaomei with contemptuous eyes.

"Ling Feifei, you are looking for death. My mother said that if a man kisses my lips, he must love me and marry me. Ling Feifei, if you dare not love me, I will kill you." Murong Xiaomei hated He looked at Ling Feifei.

"It wasn't me who kissed you first, it was you who kissed me first, how could the Murong family be so unreasonable?" Ling Feifei quarreled with Murong Xiaomei, he was the best at arguing with women Yes, he forgot, when will a man win a fight with a woman?