Long Live Mad Wife

Chapter 112 Do you want to taste this medicine?
"The acting is not bad~~" Feng Chuge said with a light smile.

The seemingly casual words made Murong Qing feel chills all over his body, and his whole body trembled suddenly.

Her expression froze, and she didn't even dare to look up at Feng Chuge, for fear of seeing Feng Chuge's sharp eyes.

"Miss Feng...you...what did you say?"

Feng Chuge looked at Murong Qing coldly.

Maybe she planned to spare her before, but now, this Murong Qing has come to hurt her again and again, if she keeps pretending that nothing happened, then she is really a fool! !
She walked forward slowly, "I don't know, so you like to use poison."

Feng Chuge was already half a head taller than Murong Qing, at this moment she stood up straight and looked down at Murong Qing.

That posture looks like a queen.

The powerful momentum struck, making Murong Qing tremble with fright.

"I...I didn't..."

"No?" Feng Chuge hooked his lips again and smiled.She approached Murong Qing, and said slowly, "Murong Qing, how about I tell you a story?"

Murong Qing raised his head in confusion and looked at Feng Chuge, but she heard her speak slowly, "Once in Tianqi, there was an overconfident person who wanted to poison me. Guess what happened to her in the end?"

With this glance, Murong Qing met Feng Chuge's pupils as dark as ice.

Murong Qing's whole body trembled, and he backed away in shock.

But at this moment, an extremely powerful force flashed from Feng Chuge's body, sucking Murong Qing straight towards her——

Raising his hand, Feng Chuge directly grabbed Murong Qing by the collar.

"She likes poisoning so much, so I returned it all to her...you say...how about you?"

Murong Qing was already pale with fright.

She struggled to escape from Feng Chu singer, but found that she was not her opponent at all.

"You... What nonsense are you talking about? How could I poison you?"

"Isn't it?" Feng Chuge raised his lips and continued to laugh, "Last night's Hua Gong San, and now Qi Day Duan Chang San, why, no?"

"You're talking nonsense... I didn't!" Murong Qing flatly denied it.

"No...?" Feng Chuge's eyes flickered, and he continued to speak, but suddenly, his tone turned downward, "I did something wrong but didn't admit it, and I deserve to be punished even more!"

After saying that, Feng Chuge took out a white porcelain bottle from his bosom with one hand.

The white bottle reflected a little bit of cold light in the sun.

The curvature of Feng Chuge's lips became even worse...

"Guess, what is this?" Feng Chuge asked a little strangely as the cold white porcelain bottle passed slowly across Murong Qing's face.

That appearance, at first glance, was actually a bit more evil.

Murong Qing couldn't help shivering again when the cold touch came over.

Feng Chuge didn't wait for Murong Qing to answer, and continued, "Last night, I collected the Hua Gong Powder you gave me, and processed it again...Murong Qing, do you want to taste this medicine?"

"I...I..." Murong Qing wanted to step back, but Feng Chuge held the skirt tightly in her hands, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free.

"Oh... you want to go back..." Feng Chuge frowned when he saw Murong Qing go back desperately.

She let go abruptly—

"Pa—" Unprepared, Murong Qing leaned back and sat down on the ground.

pain……

it hurts...

In order to break free from Feng Chuge, Murong Qing used all his strength.

Feng Chuge let go of his hand all of a sudden, and fell straight down according to his own strength. This fall was really not light.

(End of this chapter)