Liu Zheng Mou color is dim, pause a few seconds, just press down Mou bottom perplexity, "the princess said is reasonable, is the micro minister is not thoughtful."
After that, the flower on the street nodded, and the silver needle in his hand fell down again in the waist of Yan Mo's Li side.
Yan Moli on the bed was already in pain. His face was twisted. The blue veins on his forehead and even his neck were almost broken and exposed. Although his body was under the control of the guards and Liu Zheng, he could not help but tremble gently. At a glance, he was in a state of extreme pain.
However, the action of the needle in the hand of the flower on the stranger is still not slow. When his eyes sweep to Yan Mo Li, who is in pain on the bed, his expression is indifferent, and there is no pity or worry. He only looks at the endless indifference and coldness of the dead.
After half an hour, Yan Moli's trembling was relieved, and his distorted face returned to some normal state, but his eyes were still closed and his mind was in a state of confusion.
Liu Zheng and his bodyguards, who helped to press Yan Moli, were sweating. Seeing this, they could not help but relax. They retreated to one side. On the other hand, they were on the street. They were as ruddy as they were at the beginning. It seemed that this was just a very simple thing for her.
In fact, it wasn't very difficult for her. After all, she has the antidote for a long time. What she is doing now is just superficial skill, and Give him some simple lessons.
"Princess, the decoction made by Liu Yu's prescription has been well prepared." At that time, Qin Ya stood outside the bead curtain which isolated the inner and outer rooms and reminded them softly.
"Bring it in, put it aside, and by the way, you'll stay." On the other hand, the flower received the silver needle and raised her voice to answer.
Qin Ya brought the soup medicine to come in, the stranger flower lets her wait by again, oneself continues the matter in hand.
After taking back all the silver needles, he began to apply medicine to Yan Moli's wound again. His movements were not as quick and slow as they had just been. The speed was accelerated a lot, and Yan Moli's wound was cleaned and bandaged up again.
Although she sewed up the wound for him on that day, it was only to ensure that the wound would not deteriorate any more. At this time, if the stitches of the previous few days were not present, it would not be just the blood.
After finishing these, the stranger flower just collected the things in his hand, got up to make way for a way, and looked sideways at Qin Ya who was waiting beside him. "This is to get rid of the residual poison in his body. It needs to be taken quickly. Qin ya, you can feed him to take medicine."
Qin Ya looked down at the medicine bowl in the bowl, which was full of bitterness, and Yan Moli, who was pale on the bed. Although she didn't want to, she was still a good girl. "Yes, I know."
With that, he took the medicine bowl and sat at the place where the flower had been done before. With the help of the bodyguard named "help" and actually monitor, he gave Yan Mo Li medicine obediently.
He can't help but drink more tea here? How can you break such a cup again? "
Yan Beicheng didn't look at the direction of moshang flower all the time. At this time, she came back with an excellent look. Her face became black. "My princess is in front of me, following other men I can see that Wang Gan is extremely, extremely Hum
Speaking of the back, he did not know what to think of, the earlobe was slightly red, as if under some kind of magic spell, the words could not be said.
But don't want to, on the street flower to this kind of matter originally is also extremely slow, he does not say to understand, her heart will be really half don't understand, full face ignorant, "what do you really want to say, a man, why do you say so coy, just open up to say it."
"You, a woman, are so stupid! What rotten wood Seeing this, Yan Bei Cheng felt more angry and couldn't help biting his teeth and swearing in a low voice.
The flower on the street is even more confused, and needs further inquiry. A few steps away from the bed, a broken porcelain bowl sounds suddenly, accompanied by a woman's exclamation.
The flower in the street jumped in her heart and turned around quickly. She saw that the medicine bowl in Qin Ya's hand was broken on the ground for some reason. The porcelain pieces of medicine juice were mixed on the ground, and the unique bitter and astringent medicine flavor spread to the whole bedroom in an instant.
"Your Highness!"
The bodyguard also somehow changed his face and exclaimed. Then suddenly, he drew out his sword from his waist and placed it on Qin Ya's neck.
Qin Ya's face was white with fright. She almost lost her leg and sat on the ground. Fortunately, she passed by in time and helped her.
On the street flower is also at this time just clear let a few people facial color big change reason.
Yan Mo Li, who was only pale because of lack of Qi and blood, turned black and blue for some reason. His nostrils, ears, his eyes and lips were filled with a small amount of blood, and his chest fluctuated weakly. He was not long before he died.
The indifference on the flower surface on the street fades away without a trace in an instant, and the color of dignified color rises in the eyes.
The bodyguard was already very angry, and said without scruple, "well, how could I be so bold as a little girl to do harm to your highness under my nose, so the princess also participated in it!""Presumptuous!" The face of the flower on the stranger was suddenly cold, such as to the freezing point, "can I say that this poison has been solved? How can you tell that this is my maid, or that I have done something wrong? "
At this time, Yan Beicheng also came quickly. Seeing this, his face was not good, and his face was not happy. "Brother Huang, I don't know what the situation is. Do you want to commit murder here openly? Is this king dead? "
Words, as if more is to the bodyguard arrogant anger.
The bodyguard was so shocked by several people that he could just react. His anger was slightly restrained, and he had to take the sword in his hand, "my subordinate is impolite."
The cold color of the flowers on the stranger's face did not diminish. She pulled the frightened Qin ya to her back. She only looked at the bodyguard like that, saying nothing, and had no intention of healing.
At this time, for the sake of the stupidity of the stupefied flowers, I don't know when to stand on the stupefied beauty of Qin.
She didn't react until she was pushed by the flowers on the street. Her eyes were excited. She wanted to say something to the flowers on the street. But seeing the dignified expression of the flowers on the street, she swallowed them again when they came to the mouth. She didn't dare to make trouble here. She nodded and went down in a hurry.
The bodyguard saw that the flower on the stranger was reluctant to move, and Yan Mo Li's look was more and more ugly, and he could not help but be anxious.
The meaning is obvious.