"You're very good at poison?"

Hearing his voice, Ning Qianqian turned her face to look at the man lying on the soft collapse. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"So to speak. ”

"Then you can help Xiaoyu take a look at it later. ”

Xiaoyu? Is that the woman just now? I seem to have heard him call her Xiaoyu just now. Could it be that she was also poisoned?

"Yes. ”

In any case, he may be his own financier for a period of time in the future, and this little favor can still help.

"Come here!"

Looking at someone who beckoned her to pass, Ning Qianqian looked puzzled. Why do you suddenly let yourself go?

"Didn't you say that you want to take the pulse for Benhou, how do you take the pulse when you stand so far away?"

"Oooh!"

So it was, it seems that he believes in himself.

Sitting on the soft collapse, reaching out to his delicate and smooth wrist, Ning Qianqian closed her eyes and felt his pulse carefully.

Uncle Liu hurriedly came from outside the door, and saw that Ning Qianqian was checking the pulse of Hou Ye, so he stood by with an expectant face, and was smart not to disturb her.

Seeing the two of them coming, Mo Li stretched out her other hand to stop Xiao Yu, who was about to hide her figure, and motioned for her to wait with Steward Liu.

Xiao Yu's cold eyes froze, and then he stood beside Steward Liu with his sword, and also looked at Ning Qianqian, who was seriously checking the pulse, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.

After a while, Ning Qianqian let go of his wrist and looked at his face quietly, a flash of shock flashed in her eyes.

Sure enough, how could there be such a vicious person in the world?

The extreme pain caused by the poison, he actually had to endure it once a month, it was just like Ling Chi, how did he endure it?

"Master Hou, judging from your pulse, there should be two kinds of poison in your body, right? one is the poison that you have carried from your mother's womb, and the other should be the poison when you were four or five years old. ”

Hearing this, Steward Liu looked at Ning Qianqian with excitement on his face.

"Girl, do you have a way to cure our family's marquis's poison?"

"Although his poison is troublesome, it is not incurable. ”

Seeing that there were suddenly two more people in the room, Ning Qianqian was surprised, but her tone was still calm, and then she turned her face to look at the man lying in front of her, waiting for him to speak.

Seeing that Uncle Liu was excited to say something more, Mo Li raised his hand to signal him to be calm, turned his face to look at Ning Qianqian's delicate eyebrows, and said something calm. But the slightly dull eyes covered the turbulent emotions in his heart.

Go on. ”

Seeing him say this, Ning Qianqian knew that her guess was right. Then he told him what he was going to say.

"If I'm not mistaken, when your mother didn't have you, she should have been poisoned, this poison is called Hongyan drunk, and it doesn't have much effect on women, but every half a month is like being drugged, hungry and thirsty, and delirious, and you should have been poisoned by your mother. ”

Listening to Ning Qianqian's words, Mo Li's face was full of gloom, and the hand on her side was clenched into a fist, and the green tendons on it jumped violently, making her heart tremble. He just told the truth, he wouldn't see his privacy exposed, and he would kill people when he was angry, right?

Seeing that his emotions were a little excessive, a trace of chagrin flashed in Mo Li's inky pupils, and he looked at the little woman who was frightened by himself and turned pale with a face, and slowly calmed down his emotions.