Feminine world Feng Qingcheng
Chapter 106 Why Not Touch
Chapter 106 Why Not Touch
Seeing this scene, Mo Zicheng's handsome eyebrows frowned even deeper. He fixed Yin Qing's body with one hand, while the other hand grabbed the horse's reins.
Pursing his thin lips, Mo Zicheng turned Yin Qing's face around, bent down and pressed his lips against her bleeding lips.
As if being healed, Yin Qing's hand on the neck immediately wrapped around Mo Zicheng's neck, startling Mo Zicheng for a few seconds, and even dropped the rein in his hand onto the saddle.
The scarlet horse was still galloping ahead, and the low branches on the tree accidentally grabbed Mo Zicheng's neck and back.
Suddenly, there was a bend ahead, and Qingyan turned his head to see that his master who should have been unconscious was holding his lord with one arm...
He couldn't help being a little dazed, suddenly thinking of the curve ahead, Qingyan made his whole body tremble, and before he had time to think about it, he grabbed the rein and flew off the horse, grabbing the rein of the red horse.
The red horse kicked twice and then stopped, but Mo Zicheng fell off the horse with Yin Qing in his arms and rolled on the grass.
Qingyan hurriedly fixed the red horse, and ran towards the two people on the ground, with an anxious expression on his face, "Your Majesty, are you okay!"
Mo Zicheng hugged Yin Qing, looking at her expression of extreme pain, he couldn't help feeling a burst of overwhelming heartache.
I saw that her warm and jade-like face was even paler, covered with fine sweat, and her whole body was as cold as if she had just come out of the ice cellar.
Even his body temperature became extremely cold, and the cold air penetrated into the bottom of his heart, and it was so cold.
"Cold... Pain... Pain... Mom... City..."
When Yin Qing's murmured words came, Mo Zicheng was stunned, his eyes were looking at the thicker and thicker black bloodshot eyes on her neck, he couldn't help feeling anxious in his heart, he turned his head suddenly, "Whisper, she still supports How long has it been?"
Qingyan gritted his teeth, his oval face was full of grief, his voice trembling, "Maybe, two days..."
Under the control of Tianji sage's silver needle, he can only last for two days. If this continues, he may not be able to last for two days.
Unless, hurry to the cliff valley, and...
Thinking, Qingyan's eyes dimmed, and his head turned to one side.
"Then, how long will it take from here to Cliff Valley..."
He felt a biting pain with every word, as if something was stuck in his throat.
He was in pain, so painful that he wanted to cry for no reason...
"Three days..."
The shortest distance, three days...
And it's still three days without sleep...
Hearing this, Mo Zicheng was stunned, hugging Yinqing's ice-like body tightly, his eyes were full of emptiness and despair, "Then, is there any other way..."
Just with some hope...
Mo Zicheng looked at Qingyan, and sure enough, he saw the flash of panic on her face.
"Tell me! What method!"
The pitch of his voice suddenly rose, and there was hope in his tone.
Mo Zicheng stood up all of a sudden, wrapping one hand around Qingyan's arm, "Tell me!"
He lowered his head in pain, and knelt down on the ground with a sudden plop, "My lord, please save me, please save my lord!"
With an expression of anxiety and pleading, Qingyan kept begging Mo Zicheng.
"How to save."
He just needs to know how to save him...
"Give, give... the body of Wang Jun... to the prince..."
Gritting his teeth lightly, he buried his head on the ground as soon as he finished speaking.
After listening to Qingyan's words, Mo Zicheng couldn't help being taken aback, and began to replay the events of that day inexplicably in his mind, and then two red clouds appeared on his face, "I...so..."
"No, you are yes!!"
Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted lightly.
Qing Yan looked at his dazed face full of hope, felt his body stiffen, and hurriedly said: "My lord, my lord didn't..."
Unless, Xiao Yanchu...
Mo Zicheng suddenly lowered his head, "Impossible! She obviously..."
"My lord's cold poison once broke out in the mansion, lightly speaking, lightly speaking, once once knocked Wang Jun into a coma, yes, it was my lord who told me... She never touched Wang Jun from the beginning to the end..."
"Then...why didn't she touch..."
(End of this chapter)
Seeing this scene, Mo Zicheng's handsome eyebrows frowned even deeper. He fixed Yin Qing's body with one hand, while the other hand grabbed the horse's reins.
Pursing his thin lips, Mo Zicheng turned Yin Qing's face around, bent down and pressed his lips against her bleeding lips.
As if being healed, Yin Qing's hand on the neck immediately wrapped around Mo Zicheng's neck, startling Mo Zicheng for a few seconds, and even dropped the rein in his hand onto the saddle.
The scarlet horse was still galloping ahead, and the low branches on the tree accidentally grabbed Mo Zicheng's neck and back.
Suddenly, there was a bend ahead, and Qingyan turned his head to see that his master who should have been unconscious was holding his lord with one arm...
He couldn't help being a little dazed, suddenly thinking of the curve ahead, Qingyan made his whole body tremble, and before he had time to think about it, he grabbed the rein and flew off the horse, grabbing the rein of the red horse.
The red horse kicked twice and then stopped, but Mo Zicheng fell off the horse with Yin Qing in his arms and rolled on the grass.
Qingyan hurriedly fixed the red horse, and ran towards the two people on the ground, with an anxious expression on his face, "Your Majesty, are you okay!"
Mo Zicheng hugged Yin Qing, looking at her expression of extreme pain, he couldn't help feeling a burst of overwhelming heartache.
I saw that her warm and jade-like face was even paler, covered with fine sweat, and her whole body was as cold as if she had just come out of the ice cellar.
Even his body temperature became extremely cold, and the cold air penetrated into the bottom of his heart, and it was so cold.
"Cold... Pain... Pain... Mom... City..."
When Yin Qing's murmured words came, Mo Zicheng was stunned, his eyes were looking at the thicker and thicker black bloodshot eyes on her neck, he couldn't help feeling anxious in his heart, he turned his head suddenly, "Whisper, she still supports How long has it been?"
Qingyan gritted his teeth, his oval face was full of grief, his voice trembling, "Maybe, two days..."
Under the control of Tianji sage's silver needle, he can only last for two days. If this continues, he may not be able to last for two days.
Unless, hurry to the cliff valley, and...
Thinking, Qingyan's eyes dimmed, and his head turned to one side.
"Then, how long will it take from here to Cliff Valley..."
He felt a biting pain with every word, as if something was stuck in his throat.
He was in pain, so painful that he wanted to cry for no reason...
"Three days..."
The shortest distance, three days...
And it's still three days without sleep...
Hearing this, Mo Zicheng was stunned, hugging Yinqing's ice-like body tightly, his eyes were full of emptiness and despair, "Then, is there any other way..."
Just with some hope...
Mo Zicheng looked at Qingyan, and sure enough, he saw the flash of panic on her face.
"Tell me! What method!"
The pitch of his voice suddenly rose, and there was hope in his tone.
Mo Zicheng stood up all of a sudden, wrapping one hand around Qingyan's arm, "Tell me!"
He lowered his head in pain, and knelt down on the ground with a sudden plop, "My lord, please save me, please save my lord!"
With an expression of anxiety and pleading, Qingyan kept begging Mo Zicheng.
"How to save."
He just needs to know how to save him...
"Give, give... the body of Wang Jun... to the prince..."
Gritting his teeth lightly, he buried his head on the ground as soon as he finished speaking.
After listening to Qingyan's words, Mo Zicheng couldn't help being taken aback, and began to replay the events of that day inexplicably in his mind, and then two red clouds appeared on his face, "I...so..."
"No, you are yes!!"
Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted lightly.
Qing Yan looked at his dazed face full of hope, felt his body stiffen, and hurriedly said: "My lord, my lord didn't..."
Unless, Xiao Yanchu...
Mo Zicheng suddenly lowered his head, "Impossible! She obviously..."
"My lord's cold poison once broke out in the mansion, lightly speaking, lightly speaking, once once knocked Wang Jun into a coma, yes, it was my lord who told me... She never touched Wang Jun from the beginning to the end..."
"Then...why didn't she touch..."
(End of this chapter)
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