Magical Doctor Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 812 I Will Make You Cry Sooner or Later

"The saint is here too." Xuanbing Xuanhuo greeted her faintly as if he saw Wen Qingrou when he heard Wen Qingrou's words.

"Hiss...It hurts so much, you guys have painkillers. My arm is almost useless!" Seeing that the two of them were so unreasonable, Wen Qingrou hurriedly opened her mouth.

"This medicine should be fine." Xuanhuo took out a bottle of Jinchuang medicine from his own ring and gave it to Wen Qingrou.

After all, she is a saintess and a member of the empress dowager, and now she is still living in the palace, so Xuanhuo can't ignore her.

"Thank you." Wen Qingrou took it over, but she scolded Xuanhuo and Xuanbing a hundred times in her heart, it was so dishonest that she didn't even ask how she got hurt.

"Help your master into the carriage, and we'll go back." Mo Feixun handed Beiming Yufeng to the two of them, and ordered lightly.

"Yes!" Xuanbing and Xuanhuo didn't know what was going on, and subconsciously obeyed Mo Feixun.

You must know that Beiming Yufeng is the only one who can move them on weekdays, even if it is the empress dowager, as long as there is no order from Beiming Yufeng, they will not listen.

But Mo Feixun's aura just now was too much like the master's, strong and domineering, beyond doubt.

Mo Feixun folded his arms around his chest, looked at Wen Qingrou with a faint smile, his brows and eyes were full of evil, "You'd better not take medicine now, lest His Royal Highness wake up, and you won't be able to see how seriously you were injured because of him. No, I will cut you two more times to make you more serious, so that His Royal Highness may feel more sympathetic to you, how about it?"

Wen Qingrou couldn't hear the sarcasm in Mo Feixun's words, and she was trying to trick her.

She hurriedly snorted coldly, and said with a righteous face, "Mo Sheng! What are you talking about, I am willing to save His Royal Highness from being injured. As long as His Royal Highness is safe, it doesn't matter if I am injured. Don't put Everyone wants to be as nasty as they think, and they have to make a big fuss about every little thing to win others' sympathy. I Wen Qingrou doesn't need it, and I won't do it!"

She deliberately raised her voice so that she could hear the Xuanbing Xuanhuo who sent Beiming Yufeng into the carriage. Although she said this, she wanted everyone in the world to know that she saved Beiming Yufeng

"The saint is really a good person. Since the saint has such a good heart, let's be a good person to the end." Mo Fei rolled his lips with a smile, and immediately turned around and got on the carriage. She glanced at Xuanbing Xuanbing, "Go Go back to the palace!"

"Yes!" Xuanbing Xuanhuo responded again, and was shocked in his heart after answering.

The whip waved, and the horse galloped forward quickly...

"Hey... I haven't gotten into the carriage yet, you wait for me." Seeing that the carriage moved suddenly, Wen Qingrou hurriedly picked up her skirt and chased after it.

Mo Feixun opened the curtain of the carriage, looked at her with his head slightly, his beautiful face was full of smiles, "Saint, you are such a good person, you must not have the heart to squeeze us in the carriage. You can go back Well, it’s not far anyway, it’s only two days away.”

"You...Mo Sheng...don't go too far, just stop!" Wen Qingrou almost died of anger when she heard this, her face turned pale in an instant.

She was holding up her skirt and chasing the carriage, but the carriage was moving very fast, and it disappeared in front of her in a short while. She was so angry that she stomped her feet gently, "Mo Sheng, you bitch, I will make you cry sooner or later!"

Seeing Mo Feixun chasing after him madly, with an embarrassingly gentle expression on his face, she felt extremely comfortable in her heart.

(End of this chapter)