Exploding favorite poisonous concubine: it is difficult for a black-bellied emperor to chase his wif

Chapter 17

"I'm still vomiting blood from you beating me?!" Jiang Yiyi glared at Feng Yunhuang, remembering that the other party is a prince after all, before the other party spoke, she changed her tone and said quickly: "I really have Hidden!"

Feng Yunhuang said impatiently: "Say it quickly!"

Jiang Yi said: "They are not poisoned at all, how can I give them the antidote."

Feng Yunhuang glared angrily, and shouted: "If they were not poisoned, would they be like that? Without the antidote, Rou'er would vomit blood?"

Jiang Yiyi shook his head: "Take a shower and it's over. I saw them standing here and scratching. I thought they liked this kind of itching." Jiang Wanrou, "As for why she vomits blood, I don't know, but I can swear to God that my itch powder has absolutely no effect on making people vomit blood. As for whether you believe it or not, it's none of my business."

Some people naturally like the white lotus, and she can't control it. As long as the white lotus doesn't harm her, that kind of useless tortoise bastard, it doesn't matter. It's better to let her be the princess of that kind of scumbag. Bustard, you can make money without picking up customers, just sit and eat and wait for death.

At this time, a figure suddenly flashed behind her, and Jiang Yiyi was about to dodge, but the clothes on his shoulders were suddenly grabbed by someone, "You bad woman, you hurt my sister, just want to use a few words Discard the relationship? I tell you no way!"

Jiang Yiyi tugged at his neckline, and frowned in displeasure. Is this damn girl crazy?Pulling her clothes in front of so many people, what on earth is she trying to do?
"Jiang Wanyu, let go of my sister!" Jiang Ziheng also joined in, one pulling hard, and the other pulling hard.

With a sound of 'chi la', Jiang Yiyi felt a chill on his shoulders, and his heart ached for three seconds, thinking: The most valuable piece of clothing is just scrapped, Jiang Yiyi, you prodigal son can't even hold on to a piece of clothing, it's useless what!
Let's stop making trouble now, Jiang Yiyi raised his hand to pull the clothes, but unexpectedly a big hand was suddenly clasped around her wrist, with such strength that it seemed that her bones were being pinched and cracked.

Turning around, she saw Feng Yunhuang glaring at her furiously, and gave another 'sneer', Jiang Yiyi felt her whole back cool down. If she remembered correctly, she is now in ancient times, so she must Let's do as the Romans do, Jiang Yi was furious, he gritted his teeth and stared at Feng Yunhuang, and said word by word: "What are you doing?!"

"Jiang Qingchen, do you still have the nerve to ask me?" He slapped Jiang Yiyi's face heavily without explanation, and the blood that had just been wiped off flowed out from the corner of his mouth again, and when he tilted his head, the teeth on his shoulder imprinted into her Jiang Yiyi withdrew his hand and sneered, "Hehe, it's because of this." Jiang Yiyi tugged the clothes on his shoulders, "Now you can see it clearly, that's right, just like what you said See, it was bitten by a person, and those red marks are from a kiss."

"Bitch!" Feng Yunhuang said with a slap in the face, but this time, Jiang Yiyi cleverly dodged before he dropped his hand, "It's too late for you to scold me like that." Jiang Yi glanced at Jiang Wanrou , "We are half a catty at best."

"What the hell is going on with those things?" The clothes on Jiang Yiyi's back were torn too big. Even though she was pulling the clothes with her hands, some hickey marks were still exposed in the spring breeze. Feng Yunhuang stared at the ostentatious hickey, roared: "I'll ask you again who left those things!"

(End of this chapter)