Chapter 1623

"My sister's heart is the most kind. How can I care about it with you?" The flower on the street is pale, and a smile is stirred up on her lips, which is full of an understanding elder sister style.

"I knew that my sister was the best." Liu Qianqian also raised her lips and gave a soft smile.

Pause, she seems to see what, eyebrows are gently frown into a ball, "sister sitting like this, the body must be uncomfortable, not like a few soft pillow behind it."

Mo Shanghua glanced at her back. Now she is really sitting upright on the bed. There is nothing to lean on behind her. It's better to put some soft pillows.

Just, this words say from Liu Qian's mouth, afraid not so simple.

Her eyes narrowed, but she didn't move, ready to hold still.

Liu Qianqian finished, also did not see the look of flowers on the street, then looked sideways at the side of Qing'er.

The fine son immediately understands idea to come over, busy smile to come forward, "the princess, the maidservant comes to wait on you."

Say, also don't wait for the flower to reply, hurriedly come forward, want to take the soft pillow of her body side.

Want to take this soft pillow, it is inevitable to raise the arm, around the body of Mo Shanghua can, therefore, her every move will be clearly reflected in the Mo Shanghua's eyes, she did not feel.

In the moment when Qing'er raises her hand, the flower seems to shake in front of her eyes. She stares at her eyes and looks carefully. Then she sees a silver needle between her slender fingers.

Such a tiny thing, if you take advantage of the soft pillow, there will be no difference on the outside of the soft pillow, but as soon as you lie on it, you will surely plunge the silver needle into the flesh.

Between the thunder and lightning, the flowers on the street have already thought about it. Their heart sank. They are busy raising their hands unintentionally, trying to caress the broken hair between the temples.

This seems to be a casual hand, but it contains a bit of strength in it. Qing'er didn't expect that flowers on the street would do this. Her arm was immediately blocked back, and the silver needle between her fingers fell on the brocade quilt.

Mo Shanghua's face is full of doubts, "what is it?"

Qing'er was flustered in her heart. She put the silver needle in her palm and shook her head in a hurry: "it's nothing. The princess is wrong."

Liu Qianqian clings to the soft gauze handkerchief lightly. She can't help tightening it. The handkerchief is wrinkled in the palm, but she doesn't feel it. The light of her eyes falls on Qing'er's hand holding the silver needle.

Qin Ya has been waiting on the side of the flower on the street. As soon as Qing'er put away the silver needle, she sees things clearly. Suddenly, she is startled. Without thinking about it, she kicks Qing'er out.

"Bold slave, what you are holding is a silver needle that can kill people, and you dare to lie!"

Qing'er was suddenly kicked, and then stepped back several steps, and then sat on the ground. Because of the pain and tension, her palms closed up subconsciously.

It is such a close, tightly held in the palm of the silver needle instantaneous pierced the flesh, deeply into the palm of the tender meat.

"Ah

With a scream, Qing'er releases her hand. She raises her hand and looks at her palm. She looks at the silver needle and the tiny blood beads in her palm. She is shocked and frightened.

Liu Qianqian see this, in the heart suddenly born bad premonition, is about to open mouth to say something, fine son then suddenly rolled to her feet, tightly pulling her skirt.

"Miss, help me, I beg you. Give me the antidote. I don't want to die!"

She knew what had been smeared on the silver needle. Her strong desire for survival manipulated her brain and thought. She was so frightened that she did such a ridiculous thing.

Liu Qianqian's face changed slightly, trying to maintain her face, and put on a look of shock, "Qing'er, how can you and you have a bad heart for your sister? That's my sister. How can you be so cruel? "

Between the words, but deliberately avoided the antidote, only to make a look of heartache.

Seeing this, Qing'er's eyes flashed a bit of hate, and she was about to drag Liu Qianqian into the water. There was a burst of colic in her abdomen, and black blood flowed from her mouth and nose. The whole person was in agony.

As she sobbed bitterly, she grabbed Liu Qianqian's skirt and murmured: "Miss, help, help, maidservant, maidservant..."

A word hasn't finished, the hand falls down, but the eyes are not willing to stare big, plus the black blood of the nose and mouth, the whole person is terrible.

"Ah Liu Qian's face was full of panic and stepped back a few steps. As soon as her legs were soft, she fell on the bed. Tears ran down her white cheeks and her posture became thinner and weaker.

The bottom of the flower's eyes suddenly crossed a cold color, and his face was calm. "Qin Lin, send someone to ask Liu imperial doctor to come here as soon as possible."

Qin Lin answered and hurriedly went down. After a while, Liu Zheng came with a medicine box on his back.

Mo Shanghua ignored Liu Qianqian and directly raised her finger to Qing'er, who was lying on the ground. "Please have a look at the imperial doctor Liu.""Yes." Liu Zheng nodded, then carried the medicine box to go over, held the cheek of fine son to see, turn to break off her palm again, examine carefully.

Before finding out the result, Yan Beicheng, Yan Moli and others came in a hurry.

At that time, Liu Qianqian was gently holding a soft gauze handkerchief, crying beside the pear blossom with rain. Because of the reason of being frightened, his shoulder trembled from time to time, as if he would faint at any time, which made people feel pity.

Seeing someone coming in, her tearful eyes fell on Yan Moli, but it was just a glance, so she quickly drew back her eyes and bowed them to see him.

"Miss Liu is frightened. Don't be polite." Yan Mo Li Mou light light lightly swept her one eye, politely and distantly casually returned a sentence, only that Mou bottom, but is to delimit a few minutes obscure dark black color.

"Yes." Liu Qianqian nodded and stood on one side.

Yan cenxuan saw the flower on the street for a moment, then he felt his heart shrink fiercely, and his fingertips moved a little, but after all, he slowly made a fist without any action.

As soon as Yan Beicheng entered the room, his eyes were fixed on the painted flower. Seeing that she seemed to want to get up, he pressed her shoulder lightly and said angrily: "princess, don't move if you are not well. This matter will be dealt with by the king."

Although his face was so angry, his eyes were just deep and clear.

Mo Shanghua glanced at the people standing behind him with the remaining light. When the light fell to Yan cenxuan, he jumped for a while without any reason in his heart. He quickly took back his eyes and said in a light voice: "good."

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