Prosperous Concubine

Chapter 218
Xiao Qingyu's deep eyes showed a light smile, and his voice was light: "I've taken the detoxification pill just now, I'm fine!"

Before he finished speaking, his lips suddenly turned black and purple, a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his upper and lower eyelids suddenly closed together, and Xin's long body slowly fell down...

"Xiao Shizi!" Mu Yutang was shocked, and stepped forward to support Xiao Qingyu. Unexpectedly, Xiao Qingyu was too heavy, and she couldn't hold it steady. His long body hit her shoulder heavily. She frowned and staggered back a few times. Stepping forward, just standing firm, the tip of his nose smelled a strong smell of blood.

Looking down, he saw that his snow-colored sleeves were stained with large black-brown bloodstains, which was shocking. He lifted up the sleeves, and on his white arms, two deep teeth marks were bubbling black blood.

Mu Yutang's dark pupils suddenly contracted, and her mouth moved to his arm, quickly sucking out mouthfuls of poisonous blood. The black blood spit out to the ground, like dark brown juice, flowing meanderingly along the white gaps!
King Yan watched her desperately trying to save others regardless of herself, something flashed quickly in his sharp eyes.

The poison gradually left the body, Xiao Qingyu's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes. In his hazy vision, a slender figure was vaguely busy, and the wound on his arm felt warm. Withdrawing his injured arm and hiding it behind his back: "This is... a huge poison, don't inhale any more!"

He couldn't see the person in front of him clearly, but he could smell her unique fragrance, she was Yutang, if he was awake just now, he would never let her get close to his poisonous wound!

Xiao Qingyu's clear voice was filled with sullenness and stubbornness. Mu Yutang wiped away the poisonous blood from the corner of her mouth, and stared at him fiercely: "Xiao Qingyu, if you don't suck out the poison, you will die!" A lot was sucked out, but the remaining poison in Xiao Qingyu's body was enough to kill him!
"Don't worry, I can't die!" Xiao Qingyu's soft voice is as beautiful as the sound of a piano, thick fog gathers in his deep eyes, and a frightening storm faintly blows in his pupils. He has been alive for more than ten years, how could he die in his childhood? On the small snake venom.

Seeing Mu Yutang's cold face, King Yan was about to forcibly grab Xiao Qingyu's arm to take drugs, but Xiao Qingyu's hand was hidden behind his back, and he didn't move at all. A flash of meaning flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "Xiao Shizi's poison is almost cleared. , take some antidote internally or externally, and you'll be fine, Miss Mu don't have to worry!"

King Yan took out a white jade bottle from the cabinet, pulled off the lid, and the strange medicinal fragrance instantly permeated the entire study room. Seeing that Xiao Qingyu's foggy eyes were full of vigilance and kept away from strangers, he handed the bottle to Xiao Qingyu tactfully. Mu Yutang: "Trouble Miss Mu!"

There are good and bad antidotes, the bottle prepared by King Yan, you can tell it is a high-quality medicine as soon as you smell it, Mu Yutang couldn't help feeling grateful: "Thank you, King Yan!"

Mu Yutang used medicine to detoxify, not taking drugs. Xiao Qingyu stretched out his arms cooperatively, and the white liquid medicine dripped into the wound. The blood in the wound changed rapidly at a speed visible to the human eye. It turned from black to black within half a cup of tea. bright red.

The faint black and purple on Xiao Qingyu's lips gradually receded, although his complexion was still a little pale, but the color of his lips returned to normal, so there was nothing serious about it.

"Xiao Shizi is weak, and it is not suitable to move around for the time being, why not go to the inner room for a short rest!" King Yan's voice was kind, his face was kind, and he sincerely invited Xiao Qingyu.

Mu Yutang blinked her eyes. She knew that King Yan's study was the same as a noble's study. It was divided into two rooms, inside and outside, with bookshelves and desks in the outside room for business affairs, and a large bed in the inner room for resting.

But the study is an important place, only distinguished guests or trusted people will be invited here. Only King Yan can live in the inner room of the study. There are plenty of guest rooms in Prince Yan’s mansion. King Yan should invite Xiao Qingyu to the guest room to rest. Why would he invite him into the inner room of the study? ?

"Thank you, my lord!" Xiao Qingyu didn't seem to be as confused as Mu Yutang, and lightly accepted Yan Wang's invitation, put his arm on Mu Yutang's shoulder, and curled his mouth weakly: "I'm sorry to trouble you!"

Xiao Qingyu was still very heavy, most of her body was pressed against Mu Yutang's body, she was a little struggling, but she also knew that Xiao Qingyu didn't like strangers approaching, looking at his pale complexion and weak eyes, she sighed in her heart, and helped him slowly Walk forward vigorously.

Seeing that Mu Yutang's forehead was sweating under pressure, King Yan didn't complain. He naturally helped Xiao Qingyu sit on the big bed in the inner room, and thoughtfully put a big pillow behind him. With a light that no one else can see.

"Miss Mu, I ordered my servants to cook mung bean soup. It's been so long, but I haven't brought it yet. Can you go to the kitchen to urge them?"

"Mung bean soup? Does Xiao Shizi want to drink it?" Mu Yutang knew that the mung bean soup was detoxifying, but Xiao Qingyu had already taken the antidote internally and applied it externally, so what else could the mung bean soup do?

This is Prince Yan's mansion, there are many servants, King Yan will not send any of them, let her, a guest, go to the kitchen to urge her, the drunkard's intention is not to drink.

"Yeah!" Xiao Qingyu nodded slightly, with a little tiredness lingering in his eyes.

"Then I'll go to the kitchen to have a look!" King Yan and Xiao Qingyu didn't want Mu Yutang to know what they were discussing, and she didn't bother to care about important national affairs, so she turned around and walked out slowly.

Prince Yan watched Mu Yutang leave the study, confirmed that she could not hear their conversation, turned to look at Xiao Qingyu, with a meaningful look in his eyes: "Didn't Prince Xiao's illness come from the womb?"

Ordinary people are poisoned by snake venom, and after taking the detoxification pill, they are basically fine. Xiao Qingyu's body reaction is far from that of normal people.

Xiao Qingyu's face was pale and his body was weak. The sharpness in his obsidian-like pupils made people daunted: "My pill can suppress the prince's illness, and the prince's illness is also very special. Formed depression!"

None of their diseases are normal diseases, but bizarre diseases caused by special reasons.

Surprise flashed in King Yan's eyes, and then he returned to normal, with a meaningful smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, Prince Qi, it really is not easy!
"Little wild cat...uh... Yutang, what did you do? Why are you so tired and sweating profusely?" The elegant voice came from An Mofeng, he entered the courtyard, Mu Yutang came out of the courtyard, and the two met face to face , almost encountered.

Seeing her sweaty head, An Mofeng took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and gently pressed it on Mu Yutang's forehead.

The window of the inner room was open, and from Xiao Qingyu's perspective, he could clearly see that An Mofeng pressed the handkerchief with his big hand and wiped Mu Yutang's forehead. His gentle gaze and intimate behavior made his handsome face darken instantly.

Mu Yutang is not used to being in close contact with men, An Mofeng moved quickly, she had no time to avoid it, the silk handkerchief was lightly stroked on her forehead, she was very unnatural, pulled the square silk handkerchief, and stepped back a few times without a trace step, said softly: "I will do it myself!"

The delicate touch left in an instant, and the warmth of her skin remained in his hands. An Mofeng felt a little lost, looking at Mu Yutang's bright little face, he had nothing to say: "Yutang, where are you going?"

(End of this chapter)