Demon King's Genius Poison Concubine

Chapter 42
"Miss Qing, can you really help me live another three years?"

Lan Pin'er on the bed heard Qing Jiu's answer, and suddenly asked with bright eyes.

She knew that she was about to die, and she didn't have too much hope for Qing Jiu, but she didn't expect that she would live for three more years. For her, there is no news that makes her happier than this .

"Well, I'll try my best."

Qing Jiu nodded, feeling pitiful for Lan Pin'er on the bed.

"Are you in pain all over now? I'll give you an injection, so you can sleep peacefully. Tomorrow, I'll dispense medicine for you and start to regulate your body."

Qing Jiu said in a rare and gentle way.

"Well, Miss Qing, you are really a good person."

Lan Pin'er looked at Qing Jiu tenderly, and said sincerely.

Qing Jiu laughed, this was the first time someone said she was a good person.

"Qing Jiujiu, come with me, here is what you want."

Qing Jiu asked Uncle Wang to buy the medicinal materials, and she made a set of silver needles, which she put in the blue ring. She was thinking about how to take them out for medical treatment without being noticed by Feng Xi, when she heard Feng Xi behind her. I spoke.

Qing Jiu went out with him, arrived at a courtyard called Qingfeng Pavilion, pushed open the largest room, only to see that there was actually a prescription inside, a variety of medicinal materials, and a small medicine furnace for refining medicine, etc...

Feng Xi stepped forward, took a black box with dark lines and handed it to Qing Jiu, and when she opened it, it turned out to be a very complete set of gold needles.

"In the future, you can use whatever you want here."

Feng Xi opened the mouth and said.

Qing Jiu couldn't put it down to this set of gold needles, it was much more beautiful than the silver one she made.

"it is good."

Qing Jiu nodded, and went out with the box in her arms. This was her only gain tonight.

Returning to the room, I gave Lan Pin'er an injection until she fell into a deep sleep, and it was already four o'clock when Qing Jiu came out.

After leaving the courtyard of the West Wing, I saw that Feng Xi hadn't slept, but had been waiting in the courtyard. There was a wooden table and four chairs in the courtyard. He sat there, his whole body seemed to melt into the moonlight. .

"Prince Shou, you haven't slept yet."

Originally, Qing Jiu didn't want to talk to him, but seeing him sitting there alone, he felt inexplicably lonely. He was worried about his sweetheart.

Qing Jiu thinks this is the only thing she has known about Feng Xi for so long that she thinks he is humane.

"Pin'er fell asleep?"

Feng Xi got up, glanced at the door of the wing room, and asked aloud.

"Well, I fell asleep."

Qing Jiu nodded.

"Go to Qingfeng Pavilion to rest, it will be your place from now on."

Feng Xi dropped these words, obviously not wanting to talk to Qing Jiu, got up and was about to leave, the moonlight stretched his shadow long.

"and many more."

As soon as she saw Feng Xi taking the river and demolishing the bridge, Qing Jiu was so angry that she immediately yelled out.

"What's the matter?"

"Fengxi...!"

Qing Jiu called Feng Xi's name directly, but Feng Xi didn't care.

"Fengxi, you forced me to sign the master-servant contract, is it because of your sweetheart? Now that I have promised to save her, will you let me go back? I don't need to live in your house, right? , I just need to come every day to give Miss Lan an injection."

"No."

Hearing Qing Jiu's words, Feng Xi refused without saying a word, and didn't give Qing Jiu a chance to continue talking, turned around and left, leaving Qing Jiu messed up in the wind.

Looking at the sky, it was already four o'clock, so Qing Jiu didn't bother, and went to Qingfeng Pavilion to sleep all night, and was not woken up until the next day at Sangan.

Qingfeng Pavilion is obviously a place where girls live, and there are a lot of new clothes in the cabinet. Qing Jiu tidied herself up and chose a dark green dress before going out.

"Miss Qing, my master told you to go to the reception room in the front hall after you wake up."

After leaving the courtyard, Feng Xi's subordinates came forward to report.

Qing Jiu nodded, thinking that Feng Xi might have treated Lan Pin'er a lot because she promised to save Lan Pin'er last night, and even let her sleep late.

"Third brother, let me say it again, Qing Jiu is mine, it is impossible for her to stay in the Shou Palace."

Walking into the waiting room, I heard a familiar male voice.

Qing Jiu took a look, isn't this her [-]-year-old fiancé, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?
At this moment, he looks anxious, sitting on the chair mountain, with his hands on the table, knocking and knocking, and he looks a little out of breath, what's wrong?What is he doing here?

"Third brother, you have to remember that Qing Jiujiu is my unmarried concubine."

Chu Ye said it again, but Feng Xi still didn't speak, as if he was singing a one-man show by himself.

Qing Jiu walked into the waiting room.

Chu Ye saw her right away, stood up from the chair with a whoosh, his eyes fell on Qing Jiu's body, and felt that he was a little urgent, and then sat down slowly.

"Qing Jiujiu, come here."

Looks like an old man.

Qing Jiu walked into the door, looked at Chu Ye's appearance, snorted and yawned, "Who are you?"

This made Chu Ye very angry, and the demeanor he had managed to maintain was immediately ruined.

He stood up, with an angry expression on his face, staring at Qing Jiujiu and said, "You are a girl who ran to a man's mansion in the middle of the night, do you still have any sense of shame? Do you still remember your identity? You She is a concubine bestowed by my father, and you are treasonous if you do this, if your uncle hadn't told me that you came to Shouwang's mansion, I would still be kept in the dark by you."

The crackling was just a lesson, and Chu Ye's face was flushed red.

Qing Jiu glanced at Feng Xi, that guy was sipping tea with a very elegant posture.

Qing Jiu found a chair and sat down, looked at Chu Ye with a puzzled expression on his face, "Is it finished?"

She asked.

"No, Qing Jiujiu, His Highness wants you to remember your identity."

"What is my identity?"

Qing Jiu looked at him with his chin up, as if he was singing a one-man show, this girl Chu Ye is not sick, right?

"The identity of the princess."

Chu Ye said with a cold snort.

Qing Jiu laughed, too lazy to talk to him, just rubbed his stomach, turned to look at Feng Xi, "Hungry!"

Feng Xi should be in a good mood, she saw him beckoning, and immediately someone came forward with a tray, and several exquisite snacks were placed in front of Qing Jiu, which filled the small table and cabinet, so Qing Jiu started to eat happily .

The dim sum is small, delicate, and delicious, satisfying all of Qing Jiu's aesthetics.

On the other hand, Chu Ye yelled for a long time and realized that Qing Jiu had ignored him directly. He was furious and walked up to Qing Jiu in two or three steps. The snacks were swept to the floor.

The good dim sum was smashed into slag and scattered, and the small plates were rolled everywhere.

At this time, Qing Jiu was still holding a piece of small bean cake...

(End of this chapter)