The enchanting concubine of medicine: entangled with the black-bellied prince

Chapter 122 Love Is Possession
But with his fierce look, he clearly heard what they said.

Qin Lian felt very guilty. After all, he was Nangong Mo's minion. She openly talked about the treason in front of him. It was simply insane!

It was Zhang Fu who was insane, he must have deliberately let Qianye hear their conversation, how could she see Nangong Mo when she went back.

Just as Qin Lian was feeling anxious, Zhang Fu said slowly, "Don't worry, I said he couldn't hear, but he just couldn't hear."

Princess Wushuang has always convinced people with virtue, but she did not expect her daughter to inherit her kindness. Chiba is a fearsome killer with a cold face, and even a master of masters. It is a pity to kill like this.

He had heard their conversation, but he didn't do anything, so he must have surrendered to Qin Lian.

Since he can rely on Emperor Yuan, he can also use it for himself, Zhang Fu secretly calculated, he followed them all the way into the city, and he had already discovered that he was different from Qin Lian, so he wanted to seize that "different" so that Qian Qian Ye Guijiang.

But Qin Lian, who was worried to the extreme, did something stupid. She came to Qianye, tugged at his sleeve, and listened to him, and said loudly: "Can't you really hear—"

Qianye stared at the front, her beautiful eyes were filled with a strange redness, expressing her anger.

And from the beginning to the end, he didn't say a word.

Seemingly really inaudible.

Seeing this, Qin Lian's high-hanging heart finally fell to the ground. She let out a long breath, and clasped her fists to Zhang Fu and said, "It's getting late, I'm going back home with him, and I'm leaving."

"Give Miss Qin a ride." Zhang Fu smiled gracefully, stretched out his sleeves, and said boldly.

The servant got the order and sent the two of them back to the palace in a daze.

Before the servant left, Qin Lian stopped him, "Since we have all arrived at the palace, you can let him recover his five notes."

The servant was a little hesitant, and looked at Qianye involuntarily.

What greeted him was still Qianye's angry red eyes, those eyes that were as terrifying as Rakshasa, but they were signaling him to finish the play.

The servant touched him casually, and Qianye breathed out like a new life, as if she was too greedy, and was choked, coughing violently.

Qin Lian patted him on the back, and did not forget to comfort him: "You have suffered, and you will not let them do this again next time." After a pause, Qin Lian did not forget to sarcasm, "You are an expert anyway, why not It would be weird to be hurt by a small character like them."

Qianye glared at her, thinking, who is responsible for this.

Yes, if Zhang Fu wasn't worried about hurting her, he wouldn't be controlled by him. Just now, he wasn't blocked by the fifth tone, but by the internal energy. Compared with Shen Yan, his kung fu is much superior.

Thinking about it, he walked into the palace with a cold snort.

Seeing Qianye ignoring herself, Qin Lian chased him and said, "You see, you are not injured, nor am I, so don't tell Nangong Mo about this today, okay?"

She didn't want him to worry, even if they had to fight against each other in the end, that was only a matter of the future.

Now, she just wants to enjoy the sweetness that was finally established between them.

Qianye continued to walk, because the good mood that she had cared about before disappeared in no time.

Originally, it was because she cared sincerely, but unexpectedly, it had a purpose.

Did she say that she couldn't tell Nangong Mo if she didn't tell him? Even if she knelt in front of him and begged him, he still had to tell Nangong Mo what happened today.

Because his master is only Nangong Mo.

Since the death of the first emperor, he and Fenghua have become Nangong Mo's dead soldiers.

This is a very secret matter, even Emperor Ye didn't know about it, the reason is very simple, that is, Nangong Mo was the best candidate for emperor in the heart of the first emperor from the beginning to the end.

If Emperor Ye makes any further changes, they and Fenghua will join hands to punish him without the Nanyue rebels doing anything.

However, Nangong Mo was thinking of his brotherhood and did not give instructions for a long time.

However, Nanyue Eighteen is really difficult to deal with.

He had fought against them when he was causing trouble in the Nanyue Palace before, if Emperor Yue hadn't been tormented and died, he might not have come back with his life.

Thinking about it, Qianye dodged and flew up to the eaves, ignoring Qin Lian who was tongue-tied, and quickly came to Nangong Mo's bedroom.

Nangong Mo seemed to be waiting for him. Seeing him coming, he said solemnly, "I'm back."

Qianye knelt down, "My lord, it was my negligence that caused the princess to be injured today. I have come here to apologize to the lord."

Nangong Mo stretched out his sleeves, "Since when have you been so polite, get up quickly."

Qianye raised her head, only to see Fenghua arriving at an unknown time, standing upright behind Nangong Mo, the bright sword on her waist glaring especially glaring in the dark night.

Before he could get up, Feng Hua on the side mocked, "I think he's clearly guilty of being a thief."

Qianye didn't argue with him, and told Nangong Mo what happened today, explaining everything verbatim. Of course, he concealed the fact that he ran into Qin Lian taking a bath.

Nangong Mo was silent for a moment, and then said: "From now on, Fenghua will protect Qin Lian's safety, you can rest for a while."

"My lord—" Qianye suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with disbelief.He was about to argue, but Nangong Mo raised his sleeve to stop him, "Needless to say, if you are really worried about the princess, then go and help her look after the shop. The king and her are going to get married soon, and she has a lot of things to attend to."

Hearing the news, Qianye's heart froze for a moment, then hurriedly lowered her head, and promised: "This subordinate obeys orders."

Nangong Mo noticed his lost expression and had to believe Feng Hua's words. He had unreasonable thoughts about Qin Lian.

Although he really wanted to deal with him, his reason told him that now was not the time.

Bei Yan still needs him.

Before his death, Emperor Xian secretly summoned him and asked him to supervise Emperor Ye. At that time, he thought he was sick and confused, but he didn't expect that Emperor Ye would really do stupid things.

His frenzied plundering of the Nanyue tribe finally aroused the dissatisfaction of the eighteen tribes. If things go on like this, even if Beiyan is not plotted by the traitors, there will be wars again and again, and the people will suffer.

And the two followers of the former emperor beside him are the emperor's adjudicators. Since the founding of Beiyan, there have been such supervisors in the country. Once the emperor is found to be incompetent, he will be killed.

The more he thought about it, the more upset Nangong Mo became. He sent the two of them away, and then went to the Yanyu Building. When he got to the gate of the courtyard, he saw that the lights in the building were still on. Seeing Qin Lian rubbing the ointment in front of the mirror, but because the wound was relatively hidden, she couldn't apply the ointment to the wound accurately even after tossing and turning.

Seeing the knife wound on her throat, Nangong Mo felt a throbbing pain in his heart. He hurriedly came to her, took the ointment in her hand, and said softly, "I'll wipe it for you."

Meeting his unusually soft eyes, Qin Lian couldn't get used to it all of a sudden, turned his head in embarrassment, and said, "Thank you."

"You and I will be husband and wife, so why bother to thank you." He poked her forehead, with the intention of blaming her.

Qin Lian frowned, not knowing how to answer.

Originally, it was a good thing that he promised to get married as soon as possible, but now it became troublesome. It was all because of the eighteen films. They didn’t come sooner or later, but at this time they appeared and asked her to make a choice. Zhang Fu said it lightly, and didn’t mind if she Will become a princess, but she minds!
If you really want to choose the identity of Nanyue people, then being with Nangong Mo is to harm him.

What's more, now Emperor Ye is killing Nanyue tribes everywhere like he has been beaten with chicken blood. Baili Ziyuan is a living example. If it weren't for Nangong Mo's appeasement, she might have already started to carry out the assassination.

This Ye Di is really an idiot, doing these useless things, I am afraid that she wants to warn the army under her, but is it useful?
If it is really useful, the eighteen parts will not gather in Yongcheng.

Qin Lian fell silent suddenly, which made Nangong Mo very uneasy.

Nangong Mo absently helped her apply the ointment, but his eyes were fixed on her lips. Those lips, like flower buds exuding bursts of fragrance, were like a soldering iron, deeply imprinted on his heart.

Lingering, people want to possess.

What Fenghua said quickly flashed through my mind, to get a woman, not only get her heart, but also get her person, especially a woman like her who can't be grasped.

When it comes to matters between men and women, he really wants to be rational, but sometimes, he can't control himself.

He wanted to preserve her reputation, but he didn't even want to lose her.

Having thought so far, Nangong Mo tightly held the plaster bottle's hand, and as his throat rolled, he slowly leaned towards her.

Qin Lian didn't notice his approach until the breaths of the two intertwined.

Seeing Nangong Mo's handsome face magnified N times, she was startled, but her face was extremely cold, "What are you doing?"

Her blunt tone was like a basin of cold water pouring down from the top of Nangong Mo's head.

"Nothing." All enthusiasm disappeared at this moment, and he was a little powerless.

"Can you stay away from me? Qiuhu, I'm so hot." As she spoke, she tugged at her neckline. Because of Chiba's trouble, she didn't take a good bath, and the sticky sweat stuck to her clothes, causing her to do all kinds of things. uncomfortable.

But her seductive action once again ignited the flame in Nangong Mo's heart.

"No." His voice became extremely magnetic, as deceptive as a late night radio announcer telling a sad story.

Because of the closeness, she really heard his powerful heartbeat, and the sound hit her heart one after another, feeling pain and happiness.

In the middle of the night, a lonely man and a widow are in the same room, and the man's face is full of peach blossoms. Isn't this the temptation of Chi Guoguo?

Qin Lian was suspicious, what happened to the little prince, when they went to the Northwest together, he never showed such an expression during so many alone time together, what happened to him today?
Is it...

Qin Lian had a flash of inspiration, and said in surprise: "Your aphrodisiac hasn't been cured yet? But you came to me for the antidote?"

Nangong Mo's head was cold again, his red lips parted and closed, but he didn't say a word after all.

He showed it so clearly, how could she think that way.

The more he thought about it, the more bored he became, he turned his head away and sulked alone.

Speaking of aphrodisiacs, she thought of Qin Chen, so she grabbed Nangong Mo's arm and asked, "Is my second brother still at home?"

Nangong Mo said angrily, "What time is it, you can't go see him."

"Why?"

"Men and women don't give and receive."

"But he is my second brother."

"You have no blood relationship..."

Meeting Qin Lian's displeased expression, Nangong Mo's voice stopped abruptly.

The room fell into a strange dullness. After a long time, Qin Lian said, "Did that fellow Qianye tell you?"

Nangong Mo didn't like her mentioning Qianye, so he frowned and said: "I knew it a long time ago."

(End of this chapter)