Jiangmen iron blood poisonous concubine

Chapter 250 King's Reverse Scale. 8
Qin Shiyue just woke up and looked around. There was a broken saucer on the floor, but there was no teacup. She was very puzzled, so she reached out to wipe the floor.

There was a tingling pain in her fingertips. She raised her hand to look, and saw a small piece of broken porcelain sticking to her fingertips.

It's very small, but Qin Shiyue's heart is clear, it must be the broken pieces of the teacup.

There was a burst of flames burning in his heart, Qin Shiyue only felt that his eyes were sore, Qing Ge was unconscious now, after all, it must be because of that set of teacups.

That person's actions are so fast! ! !
"Put her back on the bed first." Qin Qianmo pushed Qin Shiyue away, picked up Qing Ge and walked towards the front hall, walking fast like flying, Qin Shiyue had to trot to keep up.

When he arrived at the front hall, Qin Qianmo looked around and couldn't enter Qin Shiyue's inner room, so he put Qing Ge on the beauty couch.

After letting go of Qing Ge, Qin Qianmo realized that his entire hand was covered with blood.

Mr. Wen came very quickly, Qingzhu followed behind panting, but the old man was very calm, when he arrived at Yunshangju, he gave Qingge a pulse and bandaged the wound without saying anything.

There was a burst of hustle and bustle in the hall, the maid carried the silver tray back and forth to change the water to clean Qing Ge's wound, when the silver tray was taken out, the inside was bright red.

Qin Shiyue couldn't bear to look away, but suddenly saw Qiaoer standing by the door, feeling a little uneasy, she ran in and looked around Qingge nervously.

Then he asked Qin Shiyue: "Miss, is Qingge okay?"

His face was full of fear, as if he cared about Qing Ge very much, he couldn't stand still, and walked back and forth in the room.

At this moment, Mr. Wen just finished treating Qing Ge's wound and stood up. Qin Shiyue ignored Qiao'er and hurried up to meet her.

"Mr. Wen, how is Qing Ge?" Qin Shiyue asked anxiously.

Wen Boting looked at Qin Shiyue with some doubts, she was just a maid, she was a young lady, why was she so nervous?
He didn't dare to neglect, and quickly replied: "It's nothing serious, I just fell off and hit the corner of the table and broke my head. After a month's rest, I'll be fine."

Only then did Qin Shiyue breathe a sigh of relief, the nerves that had been tense just now suddenly relaxed, her steps were a little weak, and she sat down holding Qiao'er's hand.

"That's good, good." She murmured, remembering that the Qing song that Wen Boting said hit the corner of the table and it became like this, she felt a burst of resentment in her heart.

These people in the Duke Protector's mansion are all wolves, tigers and leopards, and they are ambitious. She really can't help herself if she doesn't get rid of them.

A nest of thieves, damn it! ! !

"If Miss is fine, the old man will back down."

Seeing that Qin Shiyue had nothing to do, Wen Boting wanted to leave, but was stopped by Qin Shiyue.

Qin Shiyue called him softly: "Mr. Wen, walk slowly, I have something to ask you sir."

Qin Shiyue saw that Wen Boting had stopped, so she said slowly: "Mr. Ji is now devoting himself to treating the Fourth Miss. Seeing that she won't be able to get out of her body, I will trouble Mr. Wen to take care of the bone-corroding incense poison in my mother's body." Look after."

In fact, she has no confidence in Ji Rusheng.

Who knows what kind of ambition is hidden in a person who can use her Qin Shiyue's hand to try to kill his master?
She doesn't know yet, so she can't hand over her mother's body to him.

(End of this chapter)