"I'll call the imperial doctor, and Brother Junsheng will take care of it for me first. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Gao Jingwen said and ran away.

King Qi himself has very few servants and maidservants to serve him, not to mention this Lanxiang Garden, he can't see a servant at a glance, and Gao Jingwen can only run to ask for a doctor by herself.

Sandalwood burned in the bedroom, filling the room in a gloomy way.

Qi Qing'er was lying flat on the warm couch, her eyes closed, she knew that there were only two people in the bedroom now, her and King Qi. Should she open her eyes, and can she treat King Qi as a stranger?

King Qi looked at Gao Jingwen who was rushing out, disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye, shook his head helplessly, and then looked at Qi Qing'er on the warm couch.

Lifting one sleeve, revealing a white arm, the slender fingers lightly pressed on Qi Qing'er's wrist.

Qi Qing'er suddenly felt a slight coolness coming from her wrist.

Will he take the pulse? Would he have discovered the cold poison in her body?

Her heart beat uncontrollably, and she jerked her hand back, she opened her eyes, and her complicated eyes flashed across King Qi's face and landed on the ground.

"It's just to cut your pulse, the girl doesn't have to be nervous."

His voice was warm, and when he saw that she was unwilling, he put down his long sleeves again, and withdrew his fingers, every movement was so elegant.

The woman in front of her is like a half-makeup beauty, and her face is like Wu Dan, and he doesn't know why he can see Qi Qing'er's shadow on her!

A trace of terrifying coldness flashed in her dark and deep eyes, her thin lips slowly opened an arc of a playful evil charm, shook her head sideways at Qi Qing'er self-deprecatingly, and said, "That girl has a good rest first, and the pure princess will come back in a while." ”

With that, he got up and left her warm couch, sat down at the desk at the other end of the bedroom, and reached out to pick up a scroll.

He wanted to be quiet, the woman in front of him was just a cloth cloth, she was not Qi Qing'er, how could he have such a strong feeling, he needed to use the scroll to calm himself.

Qi Qing'er sat up slowly, the cold poison was menacing but sometimes it went quickly, and Shi Cai's violent cough shook the wound, I was afraid that it would take a while for the sword wound to heal.

She looked at him a few meters away in the room, the air in the bedroom seemed to be covered by a clutch of the devil, suddenly condensed, and his figure was clearly enlarged little by little in this viscous air, Qi Qing'er at this time did not know that he was approaching King Qi step by step.

Her slender hands clenched in her long sleeves, and her hatred suddenly rose wantonly.

I don't know how to know that he hasn't married a wife yet, her hatred was instantly sublimated to another level, looking at his back reading quietly, Qi Qing'er stretched out her grip as if she was a demon in her heart.

She was so carried away by the demon of hatred that she was going to choke him by the neck.

With her meager strength, she strangled a prince to death.

Not to mention whether she can strangle him, her years of preparation to return to Beijing, enduring the pain of disguise, and for the perseverance of Qi Jiazhaoxue, all years of waiting and preparation will be in vain.

She'll go to jail for it!

It's just regretted, it's too late.

King Qi felt the cool breeze on the back of his neck, leaned over, reached out and grabbed Qi Qing'er's arm, and then jumped up to his feet, the white brocade robe opening a wild arc behind him.

She was wrong!

He just looks like a literati who can't lift a knife or gun on the surface, but in fact, his internal skills are strong, and the fingers that fell on Qi Qing'er's arm are not loose or tight, and the strength is just right, leaving no room for her to break free.

Qi Qing'er didn't have time to think about it, since she had already started to kill, even if it was an extremely stupid and undesirable move, she would carry it out to the end.

With the memory of martial arts, stretch out another hand.

It's just that before she could use her strength, her whole body was controlled.

"You, you want to kill this king!"

His voice thundered into her eardrums, shocking her soul.

Qi Qing'er didn't hear it and continued to struggle, but no matter how she twisted her body, it was useless, and she tried to pull out the arm controlled by King Qi several times, and the strong consciousness of wanting to break free made her forget the sword wound on her body.

In a moment, the placket on her chest was once again stained red with blood, spreading outward from the bean-shaped red dots, and the bloody qi permeated between her and King Qi.

"You have injuries on your body, you don't even have the strength to bind the chicken, you know that you can't kill this king, why do you take this risk?!"

His tone was delicate and wild, angry and teasing.

"How do I know I can't kill you if I don't try!"

Qi Qing'er's tearful apricot eyes met King Qi's burning eyes, and behind his eyes seemed to be hiding endless secrets, and she trembled in her heart.

"What a big breath, say! Why do you want to kill this king?! ”

"Because ......" Qi Qing'er couldn't speak, she didn't know how to answer, and the originally burning eyes in her clear apricot eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Do you know this king?"

King Qi seemed to read something from Qi Qing'er's eyes, and the hand that controlled Qi Qing'er also loosened.

Under King Qi's aggressive questions one after another, Qi Qing'er realized that she had done something she should not have done at this moment, murdering the prince, which was the crime of killing her head.

As long as King Qi alone can decide her life and death.

"The grass people are just a cloth cloth, how can they know His Highness, I don't mean to kill His Highness, My Highness is afraid that he has misunderstood." Qi Qing'er immediately changed her tone.

The assassination of King Qi was not her only purpose in returning to Beijing, her purpose was for the Qi family Zhaoxue, so she had to save her life and true identity first.

At this moment, in front of King Qi, how could he be so nonsense!

"Misunderstanding?!" He let go of Qi Qing'er, let go of her without any scruples, nodded mockingly, and continued: "Are you a fool to be the king, and you dare to tease the king like this?" ”

After Qi Qing'er was let go, she shook in place a few times, and finally found her balance, "I'm just a woman brought back by the princess, how humble my identity is, how dare I tease Your Highness in front of Your Highness." ”

She realized her mistake more clearly, her apricot eyes flashed with sincerity, and she continued: "I just want to see what scroll His Highness is reading, and I don't mean to hurt His Highness. ”

He clearly read the killing intent in her suitable eyes, not to mention that she said it in the right way? How do I know I can't kill you if I don't try? In this case, she has hatred for him, which King Qi can be sure of.

It's just that who is she, is it really like what Princess Pure said, a white dress that saved the princess.

A trace of doubt flashed between King Qi's eyebrows, and under his perfect and elegant body, an inexplicable anger rose from his heart.

He suddenly stretched out a hand and pinched Qi Qing'er's neck.

Before Qi Qing'er could retreat, the person had already been pressed down against the wall, her back hit the wall with a muffled sound, and the blood on her chest began to soak down the placket, instantly pulling out a striking red blood stain on her honey-colored drape wrap.

"Say, who the hell are you?" King Qi almost shouted out the question, so much so that his voice was hoarse.

The hand on Qi Qing'er's neck also began to tremble.

Why was he so emotional all of a sudden? Qi Qing'er didn't dare to look directly into his cold eyes, allowing his fingers to sink deeper and deeper into his neck.

Half paid, she swallowed: "I am really just an ordinary white dress, I was fortunate to save the princess, and I was brought to the capital." ”

Her eyes don't look like they're lying.

King Qi's slender fingers loosened slightly, and the peach blossom eyes were red and bloodshot. His whole person seems to be full of entanglement, but what is he struggling with?

At this moment, a figure flashed in the room.