Mad Concubine is poisonous

Chapter 415 I'm afraid someone will be against you.

Feng Yurou: "..."

Ning Xue's black line: "..."

Di Yifeng: "..."

Ouyang Meng, is it really okay for you to be so self-indulgent?
Inn:

"Brother Jing, what do you need from me?"

Bai Ziyou looked at Dongfang Jing who was approaching him in surprise, and smiled.

She just came back from the South Courtyard, and was planning to change clothes and take a break!

"Well, are you free?" Dongfang Jing looked at Bai Ziyou with a slightly complicated expression.

"You wait for me for a while, I will go to your room to find you later."

"it is good!"

After Bai Ziyou entered the room and changed her clothes, she went directly to Dongfang Jing.

When he entered, he saw Dongfang Jing sitting in a wheelchair, looking out the window in front of him, seemingly in a daze.That expression looked a little lonely and lonely.

She froze for a moment, feeling a little distressed and helpless in her heart.

"Xiaoyou, you are here!" Dongfang Jing smiled gently, looking at Bai Ziyou with deep tenderness.

Bai Ziyou regained consciousness, and smiled awkwardly: "Brother Jing, how is your health? Have you felt your legs recently?"

"Occasionally there is a slight feeling, but it's not obvious, just like a slight trembling." Dongfang Jing's eyes fell on his legs, he was silent for a while, and then spoke out slowly.

"This is a good thing. It means that your legs are still feeling. As long as you get the Holy Spirit Fruit, prepare an antidote, and slowly recuperate, you will be fine."

Bai Ziyou's eyes lit up when he heard that, after acupuncture for so long, it finally paid off.

Dongfang Jing's handsome face froze slightly, and there was a gleam of light and joy in his eyes: "Really?"

"Of course, I don't have to lie to you!"

"..."

Although Dongfang Jing remained expressionless and silent, hope leaped in his heart.

"Brother Jing, don't worry, I said that if it can be cured, it will be cured. In a short time, you will be like a normal person." Bai Ziyou thought Dongfang Jing didn't believe her words, so she couldn't help repeating once.

Dongfang Jing smiled lightly, like a spring breeze: "Well, I believe in you."

Bai Ziyou blinked, smiled, and joked: "That's it, who can I trust if I don't believe it?"

Dongfang Jing smiled indulgently: "..."

"Okay, let's stop joking around. Did you ask me for something?" Bai Ziyou sat opposite Dongfang Jing, asking puzzledly.

Dongfang Jing paused for a moment holding the water bottle, and looked at Bai Ziyou with a little confusion: "Xiaoyou, you have to be careful recently, I'm afraid that someone will harm you."

Bai Ziyou froze for a moment, thoughtfully: "Okay, I see."

"Xiaoyou, what I'm referring to is not all about the medical conference, there are other things." Dongfang Jing looked at Bai Ziyou and reminded him very seriously.

Bai Ziyou frowned: "Other?"

"Yes, be careful yourself. I just discovered it by accident, but no matter how I search, I can't find any clues." Dongfang Jing's face was solemn, and his tone was full of worry.

"Okay, I got it." Bai Ziyou saw that Dongfang Jing was worried, her heart warmed up, and she smiled: "It's okay, the soldiers will block you, and the water will flood you!"

Dongfang Jing: "..."

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"How is it? Has there been any news from the South Campus?" Zhang Lin looked nervously at the right-hand man in front of him, his voice hoarse.

Chen Butler was excited when he heard the words: "Leader, my subordinates have found out that the leader of Nan is now critically ill. If he doesn't detoxify, he probably won't live for three days."

"Is this news sure and reliable?"

"Yes, my subordinates have inquired many times. The atmosphere in the South Courtyard is very dead. Everyone has a sad look on their faces. Mr. Zhong and Mr. Mo have nothing to do, saying that they are resigned to their fate."

　Hey, see you tomorrow...Please recommend a ticket...

　　


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