Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“I know you're not sick, help me unwrap the cap and pour me a pill.” Mo Qingfeng indifferently said that the bottle was brought out of her space, in a modern design model, the lid should be twisted, unlike the ancient bottle can bite off the lid with its mouth, so that the design of the bottle is compact, does not enter the wind, the pills are filled in, the preservation of the millennium will not deteriorate, the drug effect will not expire.

Chu Muchen's eyes were deep and slightly embarrassed. The damned woman told him to do things in front of everyone?

Everyone pinched a cold sweat for Mo Qing Feng. They looked at Chu Muchen's shady face in awe, and at Mo Qing Feng's shady eyes. They all thought he would shoot the bottle off.

Didn't expect...

Chu Muchen took the medicine bottle and looked at it. He unscrewed the cap and poured a pill into the palm of Mo Qingfeng in silence.

As he poured the pills, everyone could see that Mo Qingfeng's fingers were long, his skin was white, his palms had two scars like earthworms, touching both scars, Chu Muchen tightened his eyebrows.

After sending the pills into the mouth of Gao Royal History, Mo Qingfeng fed him the spiritual spring in the cup, the thin fingers gently in his throat, only saw Gao Royal History slip up and down the throat, the pills and the spiritual spring were swallowed by him.

Everyone standing around watching was shocked by her move. The legendary Miss Mo Fu Qi knows how to practice? Isn't she scrap?

Her slight movement just now had a white light that was almost invisible, and ordinary people might not perceive it, but could not escape the practice of human eyes.

In this martial arts respected Rosen continent, as a court official, most are martial arts people, white light from the fingertips of the Mo Ching wind, most people can see, including ink take-off.

As the father's ink takeoff, he saw his daughter Xiao Xiao Lu Mang. He was not happy and proud of what she was capable of. Thinking of the destruction of his wife, thinking of the old Mo Ching Wind was not like this. His face was very ugly, and his fierce eyes were like trying to kill Mo Ching Wind.

Less than a moment later, he took the pill and woke up, opened his eyes, saw so many people around him, stunned, and looked at them in confusion.

“Get up and walk.” Mo Chingfeng said.

Gao Yushi looked at her and asked stunnedly, “Who are you?” When I looked at Chu Muchen standing behind her, I was shocked, and I climbed up and beat him: “Sin to hell! All sins deserve to die! ”

“What are you guilty of?” Chu Muchen asked coldly, then said coldly to one of the guards beside him: "Arrest all those who manage today's meal, and the king will question them all! ”

“Yes!” the guard withdrew, Mo Qingfeng suddenly called him: “Don't call anyone! ”

“What do you mean? Do you know who poisoned Lord Gao?” Chu mourned looking at her indifferently.

Gao Yushi's body trembled and came out of cold sweat. Did someone poison him?

Someone wants him dead?

“Master Gao is a food poisoner. Dr. Liang was right about that, but his poison was not given to him.” Mo Chingfeng said faintly: “He himself has epilepsy and has recently been overpracticing, causing dysfunction of the brain nervous system as well as central nervous system and confusing pulses. He just ate a lot of peanuts, and ate all the cucumber chips again. Peanuts and cucumbers can hurt his energy. The tall adult has been suffering from illness, his energy has been damaged, and then he eats samegrams of food. His energy is even more damaged, so he fainted. If a person's energy is badly damaged, and he has been ill for many years, and the food is heavy, it would be fortunate if he did not die immediately. ”

Gao Royal History heard a lot of sweat, suddenly he felt five inner chills, his limbs trembled, and his face grew paler.

As your doctor, Liang Fu secretly praised her for her skill in medicine, a pill, and a glass of white water, so she could wake up the tall adult wandering on the edge of death. It was a wonderful hand to spring back!

Chu Muchen's face looked indifferently at the Mo Ching Wind, his indifferent eyes flashed with surprise, and then looked lightly at the ink takeoff, and the ink takeoff was also very surprised how Mo Ching Wind understood to treat people, he was equally amazed.

“You'll be fine for now. Stand up and take a walk. Don't practice martial arts any more, you'll die.” Mo Qingfeng lowered his head and glanced at the history of the high royalty, saying softly.

“Mo Chingfeng, how do you make the king believe what you just said? The king also ate peanuts, cucumbers...” He swept everyone in the room cold, "I'm sure they ate them too, why aren't they food poisoned? ”

“Oh…” Mo Qingfeng heard, couldn't help laughing twice, then looked at Chu Muchen and said: "Your Majesty, are you suffering from epilepsy or any other illness? Are you losing your energy? You just ate peanuts and cucumbers, but did you eat a lot? ”

Chu Muchen was suddenly choked. His handsome face was even more shady. After everyone listened, he almost laughed, but he saw Chu Muchen's ugly face and held on.

This Eight Princesses, it's getting interesting.

After taking a few steps, Gao Royal History felt that the dull air in his chest suddenly dissipated. Before, he had a dull air stuck in his chest. Especially when he was lying on his bed sleeping, it seemed like a big rock pressed against his chest, which was particularly difficult to breathe.

There's no such boring feeling anymore!

Gao Royal History came to Mo Qingfeng and said excitedly: "Princess Eight, the dull breath in front of her chest dissipated, breathing completely smooth! Princess Eight, I really don't know how to thank you! You are a living bodhisattva! ”

When everyone listened, the eyes of Mo Qingfeng were shining. Even Jianghu Shen Doctor could not heal Gao Royal History, but the Eight Princesses could heal. She was the real Shen Doctor!

Mo Qingfeng glanced at him, “Eat carefully in the future, do not eat abusively, do not practice martial arts anymore, practice martial arts is bad for your health. ”

“Subordinate!” Gao Royal History said, his voice is much louder than before.

Gao Royal History is fine, and the food was not poisoned. The banquet ended like this. Everyone turned back to Chu Muchen and took off at the end of the day.

Recently, he felt uncomfortable. Dantian seemed to be sealed up and unable to function. His heart ached dramatically. He coughed in the middle of the night. He also coughed and bled in recent nights. His face was still paler and older every day.

He went to the doctor, and they prescribed pancakes, and they didn't get any better, and they got worse.

Now, when he saw Mo Qingfeng, he easily woke up Gao Royal History. He wanted Mo Qingfeng to cure him.

But thinking about treating her like that, guilt in her heart, hard to talk to, eventually she raised a huge courage in her face and said, “Daughter, Daddy has been feeling sick lately, can you give Daddy George? ”

Mo Qingfeng grinned, his eyes were cold, and he swept the ink and got up and left.

“Mo Chingfeng, did you not hear what Master Mo said?” Chu Muchen looked at her back in cold blood, even her own father could ignore it. How could this woman be so cold?

Mo Qingfeng turned around and everyone left. There was no need for her to hide anything but those who were not familiar with her anymore. She slowly removed the veil and watched Mo take off coldly. "Did Grandpa Mo Hou just talk to me? ”

In the face of her ugly face, Ink can't take off and look directly, but he wants her, and then he has to face his ugly face.

“Qing Feng, Dad has been feeling sick lately, show it to Dad.” Mo took off and watched Mo Ching Wind say goodbye. After that, he pulled up his sleeve, reached out his hand and waited for Mo Ching Wind to give him his pulse.

“Daddy?” Mo Qing's eyes glistened with disdain. "Are you my father? ”

Besides Mobson, who deserves to be her father?

Chu Muchen frowned and looked at this cold-blooded woman coldly. Even he noticed that Ink take-off was not in good spirits. As a daughter, could she not care about her father?

The ink took off changed color, bit his teeth, he had put down his body and lowered his breath to beg her, she was so cynical to him?

Anyone fears death, especially those who are greedy, afraid of death, and eager to enjoy the prosperity and riches, like Ink take-off.

In order to be able to cure this strange disease, he had to endure the anger in his heart and look sorry at the Mo Qingfeng. "It used to be Daddy's fault. Daddy will love you very much in the future. Sir Feng, do you have the heart to watch Dad suffer from the devil? Aren't you sad to see me like this? ”

Mo Qingfeng looked at him with a smile. “Don't look at me, Daddy, can you? I get goosebumps when I hear it. You're the one tortured by the devil. I'm not tortured by the devil. What am I sad about? ”

“You...” After many years of ink takeoff in the court, he was almost angry to strike the ink wind, but just angry, his heart began to ache again, and he soon calmed down, he wanted to endure, asked her to heal him, so the anger was held up by him again.

“Sir Feng, forgive Daddy, okay? It used to be Dad's fault. I shouldn't have done this to you. But how can I say that I am your own father...”

“Enough, Ben. There's no time for your confession here.” Mo Qingfeng walked to Mo take-off, grinned, and reached out his palm, "See? Do you know how this wound came from my palm? I still have a lot of scars like this. If I hadn't, I wouldn't have known how many times they'd died in their hands. If it hadn't been for your indulgence and indifference to me, could I have today? When the queen left, you were going to break up with me. Now it's my father, don't you think it's ironic? ”

These are the memories of the original master, but Mo Jingfeng remembers clearly. Although she has not personally experienced such cruel treatment by her loved ones, she felt sorry for her when she thought that the original master had grown in such an environment.

“The wind...” Ink takeoff was said to be an old embarrassment, with a greedy expression and a little begging.

God knows he has the urge to strangle her now.

“I'm not going to cure you. Don't blame me for being mean.” Mo Qingfeng indifferently said, coldly contemptuous of Chumuchen, took the steps of the lotus flower and gently went away.