The queen concubine please
Chapter 238 Qingxiang: Before I strike, you kill me first
Chapter 238 Qingxiang: Before I strike, you kill me first
"Forgot." She shook her head, but only remembered a few fragments, his name, and his appearance, but she couldn't remember a single word of those words.
"You—" Situ Mo was very depressed again, but her eyes could not lie, he knew that she could not lie, but his heart was always extremely depressed, and he couldn't help but stare at him.
Ling Feishuang came back to his senses, feeling a little helpless, "Your hand, wrap it up and rest."
She raised her eyebrows again, and asked before he got angry: "Does Xuanyuan Ming want me to kill you?" Otherwise, how could she hurt his hand?
"So, will you kill me?" He asked without answering, looking at her with burning eyes.
Ling Feishuang was slightly stunned, he didn't go to treat her wound, she couldn't see it, she stretched out her hand and untied the white cloth he had tangled up indiscriminately, a broken wound appeared in front of her eyes, blood was still flowing.
She frowned, stretched out her hand and said, "Give me the medicine."
Situ Mo's face tightened, but a smile gradually appeared in his eyes, and he took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to her.
Ling Feishuang helped him clean up the wound very quickly, applied medicine to stop the bleeding, took out a clean white handkerchief from his arms, wrapped it carefully for him, and said subconsciously: "Don't touch this hand with water again."
However, even if it is done, there will be broken palms, right?
Situ Mo withdrew his hand and brought it closer to his nose. Apart from the smell of medicinal powder, the handkerchief was mixed with a faint fragrance, "Did you embroider it?"
"It should be Ouyang Qingqing." She was indifferent, his smile disappeared immediately, and he said disdainfully: "This king should have thought about it a long time ago, how could you be able to embroider." Even though he said so, there was no sense of sarcasm.
Ling Feishuang didn't care, just asked the previous question, "You haven't answered my question yet."
"You don't seem to have answered my king." Situ Mo didn't take it seriously. So far, it seems that Xuanyuan Ming won't kill him, but he won't let him continue to be so rampant.
Ling Feishuang frowned, his question?kill him?
Killing Situ Mo while unconscious, maybe she would rather never wake up, or, as he said, she has no heart at all.
She looked up at him, with a light tone, it seemed that she was not talking about herself.
"If there is such a day, you will kill me before I do it."
(End of this chapter)
"Forgot." She shook her head, but only remembered a few fragments, his name, and his appearance, but she couldn't remember a single word of those words.
"You—" Situ Mo was very depressed again, but her eyes could not lie, he knew that she could not lie, but his heart was always extremely depressed, and he couldn't help but stare at him.
Ling Feishuang came back to his senses, feeling a little helpless, "Your hand, wrap it up and rest."
She raised her eyebrows again, and asked before he got angry: "Does Xuanyuan Ming want me to kill you?" Otherwise, how could she hurt his hand?
"So, will you kill me?" He asked without answering, looking at her with burning eyes.
Ling Feishuang was slightly stunned, he didn't go to treat her wound, she couldn't see it, she stretched out her hand and untied the white cloth he had tangled up indiscriminately, a broken wound appeared in front of her eyes, blood was still flowing.
She frowned, stretched out her hand and said, "Give me the medicine."
Situ Mo's face tightened, but a smile gradually appeared in his eyes, and he took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to her.
Ling Feishuang helped him clean up the wound very quickly, applied medicine to stop the bleeding, took out a clean white handkerchief from his arms, wrapped it carefully for him, and said subconsciously: "Don't touch this hand with water again."
However, even if it is done, there will be broken palms, right?
Situ Mo withdrew his hand and brought it closer to his nose. Apart from the smell of medicinal powder, the handkerchief was mixed with a faint fragrance, "Did you embroider it?"
"It should be Ouyang Qingqing." She was indifferent, his smile disappeared immediately, and he said disdainfully: "This king should have thought about it a long time ago, how could you be able to embroider." Even though he said so, there was no sense of sarcasm.
Ling Feishuang didn't care, just asked the previous question, "You haven't answered my question yet."
"You don't seem to have answered my king." Situ Mo didn't take it seriously. So far, it seems that Xuanyuan Ming won't kill him, but he won't let him continue to be so rampant.
Ling Feishuang frowned, his question?kill him?
Killing Situ Mo while unconscious, maybe she would rather never wake up, or, as he said, she has no heart at all.
She looked up at him, with a light tone, it seemed that she was not talking about herself.
"If there is such a day, you will kill me before I do it."
(End of this chapter)
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