See his back to himself, breathing voice forbearance, Mo Qingge Xiu eyebrow micro Cu, heart "Ke Deng" for a while.

The sword he stabbed was not deep, and it didn't touch the key. The poison was just ordinary poison, so it wasn't like that.

What's wrong with him? Is he hurt?

I don't know why, she has a faint heartache.

In turn, Mo Qingge shakes her head to make herself sober.

No, how can she sympathize with Gu mianmo?

"Song." Gu Mian Mo light mouth way, light floating voice, depression and forbearance, "you first have a good rest, I'll give you a bowl of medicine."

"You..."

Before Mo Qingge had time to speak, he gently raised his hand. The white Xuanli gathered his palm and cleared all the debris on the ground. Then he covered his chest and left the room staggered.

Then she heard the sound of coughing blood outside the door, and her nervousness grew worse and worse.

"Don't waste your time any more!" Mo Qingge said in a loud voice, "don't fry any more medicine, and don't come to see me. I won't drink any medicine you fry!"

I don't know why, for Gu mianmo, she clearly hated to the bone, but when she heard the sound of coughing up blood, her heart would ache.

What's going on?

Gu Yinmo looked at the closed door, with a bitter smile on his lips. In his deep ink eyes, he was all lost and gloomy.

He took the silk handkerchief from a god envoy, covered his lips and coughed twice.

The snow-white silk handkerchief is instantly soaked in the bright red.

"God, take care of yourself." The God envoy bowed his head and said, "if you have any problems, what should the demon Temple do?"

Gu Mian Mo lightly orders a way: "you go, fry bowl medicine to the demon empress."

"Yes

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In a moment, Gu Mian Mo came again to deliver medicine to Mo Qingge.

Push open the door, then see Mo Qingge sitting on the couch, slender small hand holding a dagger, is about to cut his wrist.

"Song

All of a sudden, Gu Mian Mo's heart was shocked, and his backhand shook the dagger of Mo Qing's singer down.

With a clang sound, the dagger fell to the ground with a clear sound.

He flashed over in an instant and grabbed Mo Qingge's little hand. He was concerned and angry: "Ge'er, what do you do? Do you plan to have trouble with yourself?"

"I..."

Mo Qingge is speechless and chokes.

She knew that there was no good result for her to compete with Gu Mian Mo, and it would only hurt her own body in the end.

So she gave up the idea of abortion.

She had taken the medicine for abortion before. Although the imperial doctor had treated her, there were still some residues in her body. Although it had little effect, it also had certain risks.

Therefore, she just wanted to use a dagger to force out the remaining poisonous blood in her body.

But it seems that he misunderstood it.

"Gu mianmo, do you care too much?" However, Mo Qingge still has a hard tongue.

I want to take my hand away.

Who knows, he clenched more tightly: "why don't you take good care of your body, why do you want to hurt yourself?"

"You know, if something happens to you, I won't live alone!"

His voice was trembling. Maybe he was really afraid.

Gu did not dare to think that if he came late, would he never see the song again?

"You let go of..."

Mo Qingge's words haven't finished, suddenly he is pressed down on the bed, thin ice lips covered up.

Overbearing and gentle.

Mo Qingge's brain is blank, struggling hard, can clearly feel the man's anger and forbearance.

He probably put up with it to the extreme.

Gu Mian Mo kisses her lips and teeth, and her heart is like a knife. She is frightened, frightened, uneasy, and lost.

For the first time, he was so afraid of losing someone.

"You... Let go!"

Pop!

Finally, Mo Qingge can't help but slap him with his backhand, and his anger surges up.

Is this pervert just crazy?

Gu Mian did not change his color. He said in a cold voice, "if you really hate me and want to revenge me, you should live well. As long as you keep your body well, you can kill me! It's not like this. It's not like this

He was really scared.

If you do it again, if there is something wrong with Ge Er, he will go crazy.

"What do you mean by that?" Mo Qingge sneered, "my own body, it's not your turn to worry!"

"Song." Gu mianmo held her wrist tightly and said, "your body belongs to me. No one has the right to hurt it, including yourself!"

There is no doubt that the tone is like an order.

"Why?" Mo Qingge laughed and said, "I have been controlled by you for two generations. Now, even my body will be controlled by you? Death is life, I has the final say. "

"Listen, Mo Qingge!" Gu Mo interrupted her words and held her wrist tightly. Her voice was cold for several minutes. "My patience is also limited. Don't think that if I connive at you again and again, you can challenge my bottom line again and again!"

Mo Qingge's fingers curled up tightly, and he wanted to pull away his hand. His heart was furious.

"If you dare to touch this child or hurt yourself again, I will kill the Mohist family!" Gu Yinmo was looking into her eyes.

"You threaten me?" Mo Qingge is furious.

Gu mianmo held her hand more tightly: "I can say it, I can do it. If you don't believe it, just try it!"

Every word, his heart is dripping blood.

If he didn't have to, he wouldn't use Mohist's life to coerce Ge'er.

But he was always away. If Ge'er couldn't think of it one day and took the pill again, or hurt himself, he could only repent.

Therefore, even if he is a little tough, he can never let the singer hurt himself again.

Mo Qingge coldly shakes off his hand, hooks his lips and laughs at himself: "you are cruel to me!"

She had no doubt that Gu mianmo's cruelty, let alone a Mohist, could kill all of them without blinking an eye.

At this time, it is not a wise choice to continue to fight against him.

My brother has been poisoned by the demon temple, and she can't continue to implicate the Mohist family.

Immediately, Gu Mian Mo sent the decoction to her lips, and her tone was still strong: "open your mouth, drink the medicine!"

"No, I'll do it myself." Mo Qingge coldly refuses.

"Open your mouth!"

He repeated coldly, no doubt.

Mo Qingge's fingers curled up tightly and glared at him fiercely, but he still held back his anger and slowly opened his mouth.

Seeing that she was much better, Gu felt a little calm in his heart, and then he cooled the medicine and fed it into her mouth.

Every move is very gentle.

Even let Mo Qingge had the illusion, as if saw once in her side that Mo Xuan.