"Stop, damn it, just let her run away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info this slut ......"

The appearance of the man in black took Liu and went out. While Mu Zhenfeng came back to his senses first, while coldly and angrily reprimanding, the figure jumped out and hit the two of them with his palm.

But the other party's backhand palm made his figure fall from mid-air and fall to the ground, looking at the figures of the two people who were no longer in front of him, Mu Zhen's old face said angrily.

"Let's go, but if you don't deal with your hand, it is estimated that the entire palm will be wasted."

In this situation, Wanqing came out with it. Seeing that the father shouted and raised his palm to hit the other party, Ben was still guessing the identity of this man. But at this moment, I saw the man slap his hand back to his father, and the faint smell came out of the man's palm.

Although the smell was faint, she was keenly grasping. It's too late to stop Daddy. Seeing that the father didn't catch up, he stopped and said angrily. looked at Dad lightly and reminded.

“…… My hand. This slut, this ......"

Wanqing's reminder, Mu Zhenfeng came back to his senses, and raised his hand nervously and in surprise. When he found that there was a small black hole in the palm of his hand that was facing the person before, it seemed to be pierced by something, and there was really black blood stains inside, and there was a blue and black all around.

This situation made him angry and scolded, and looked at Wanqing who followed him in panic.

"You're really, so old, and you're still so reckless. Even if he broke into the Hou Mansion single-handedly to save people, he didn't even alarm a figure when he arrived. This man is either very good at it, or he is very capable. Anyway, your daughter is me, take this pill first, okay, the poisonous blood will flow out and rub my special anti-poison medicine and you will gradually recover. However, it is better not to use internal force for the time being. ”

Look at the old father's face with a blue face, annoyed but helpless. Wanqing shook his head helplessly and stepped forward, blaming him. As he spoke, he took out a medicine bottle from his arms and poured the pill for him, and at the same time took out a silver needle to prick his middle finger and bleed, and pricked him in several acupoints. Looking at his wound and the needle puncture wound, blood continued to flow out of the blue-black, even with a strange smell, and explained to him.

It wasn't until he saw the blood flowing from the wound on his palm turn bright that he carefully helped him to explain the wound patiently.

"Qing'er, Dad didn't believe you before, I'll ......" looked at Wanqing, who carefully bandaged his wounds, thinking that although this daughter had an indifferent personality, she was unruly to people. But it's not bad for his father.

Thinking that he had questioned her not long ago because of Liu's words, his old face couldn't help but look at Wan Qing who bowed his head to cover his wound and said apologetically.

"It's nothing, you're my dad after all. Okay, you go back. I'm not going in. As long as the eldest sister takes the medicine on time, her body will gradually recover. ”

He was like this, and it was rare for Wanqing to see some expression of loss and indebtedness on his face. said with a faint smile, seeing Mu Wanxia struggling forward at the door, holding on to the door with a worried and complaining expression. Qing Leng didn't look at her, said to Mu Zhenfeng, said to the red lotus girls around him, and left.

"Xia'er, dad is fine, go back and lie down, lie down. You're just getting better, so you'd better rest more......"

Wanqing left, looking at Mu Wanxia, who was full of tears and worries and strange emotions at the door, Mu Zhenfeng's old face was a little helpless. After a pause, he stepped forward to support her, saw her figure swaying and leaning to the side, and helped her to the bed with distress.

"Dad, my mother must have lied to me, right? I'm her own daughter, how can she poison me, Dad, you tell me, tell me it's not true, it's not true, okay? ”

Mu Wanxia, whose face was pale and weak, lay back on the bed. Seeing that Daddy's hand is no longer in trouble, the whole person is still immersed in the pain of Liu's poisoning himself. Obviously, seeing that his father's face was not good, and his expression was also very bad, he still had tears in his eyes, and looked at him with a pleading expression like a help.

"Child, she is not your mother at all. If it's really your mother, how can a mother poison her own daughter? You're feeling better, so let's rest more. Dad will find out all about this matter. ”

The desperate, lost and painful expression of his beloved daughter made Mu Zhenfeng feel very uncomfortable in his heart. Liu's two consecutive poisoning of himself, and even his daughter's poisoning of himself, did not confirm with his own eyes the impact and distress of Liu's poisoning of his daughter.

Seeing his daughter like this, Mu Zhenfeng felt distressed every breath he felt very difficult. Although he really wanted to tell his daughter that the vicious woman had gone mad, and she had lost her mind at all. Now that his daughter is like this, he can only comfort her with words that even he feels helpless, help her lie down, and comfort her.

"No, no, my mother won't hurt me, my mother loves me the most, how can she poison me? It's all fake, it's fake......"

But his comfort and persuasion, Mu Wanxia, who was immersed in pain, didn't pay attention to it at all. It's just that Wuzi was immersed in pain and shook his head again and again, with a dry and desperate smile on his face.

"Alas, take care of Miss."

Look at my daughter's whole changed person, with a painful and desperate face. Mu Zhenfeng's mouth opened, but he couldn't say a word of comfort in his mouth, sighed suddenly, glanced at his daughter distressedly, explained to the girl on the side, and walked away.

"Qing'er ......" Wanqing was caught up by his father before he arrived in his courtyard. Look at his face with vicissitudes of life, shouting that he obviously has something to say. Wanqing stopped in time and turned around and asked lightly.

"If you have something, just say, I'll go out later."

"I, Qing'er, I want to get rid of you and help me find out the whereabouts of the man in black. I think the real Miss Liu should have something to do with them......"

Seeing Wanqing's expression of regaining her composure again, Mu Zhenfeng was a little weak. Whoever is a father is like him, and he has something to do with his daughter, and he has to say with a pleading expression. But this girl is extraordinary, she still hesitated, looked at her and pleaded.

"The Liu family asked you to find it?"

Daddy's words, thinking that Daddy is different from that Su Xiang. Wanqing actually wanted to ask him something in her heart, but when such a thing happened, she didn't have the heart to ask for a while. Since he had come to look for her, she asked him with a faint smile.

"Yes. Qing'er ......"

After seeing Wanqing's question, he turned around and continued to move forward. Mu Zhenfeng could only follow her forward, and at the same time his eyes were full of expectant questions.

"Our father and daughter have never sat down and drank tea together, so it's not too late to go into my courtyard for a cup of tea." Wanqing didn't answer him directly, just looked at him lightly, and still entered the courtyard as he spoke.

"This tea is very fragrant, Qing'er, that person ......" Mu Zhenfeng followed her helplessly to her courtyard and sat in the main court. Seeing that Xia Zhu brought the tea, he took it and took a sip, and was sincerely amazed by this tea, still looking at her with anticipation.

"What's the hurry, I have spent a lot of time refining this tea to make herbal medicines, drinking more can not only enhance people's antibodies to poison, but also make people lose weight and be healthy, but money can't buy good things, dad might as well drink more, it will be useful to you? Red Lotus, go and bring the two paintings I brought back earlier. ”

Mu Zhenfeng's old face is full of flowers, with a flattering but cautious expression. Wan Qing said with a light smile, and added some tea to him, seeing that although he was helpless, he was still happy to drink it. Only then did he explain to the red lotus. (To be continued.) )