"The county lord only knows that you and I are dealing with that girl in this case, you are going to die, your mouth is on my mouth, how can I say that I still need to worry about it?"

Liu Cui'er's words, Mu Wanxia smiled coldly, and said that she was still pinching her neck with one hand, and with a drop on her wrist with the other hand, a pill was still in her hand. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You ......" Liu Cuier never dreamed that this woman was so vicious and scheming. Thinking that the county lord looked down on her, she couldn't help but worry about the county lord, but now she saw the other party stuffing the pill into her mouth, but she had no power to resist at all, only despair opened her mouth with the other party's wrist and let the other party stuff the medicine into her mouth.

"Don't worry, you won't be in a lot of pain after taking this medicine, and you'll be fine when you fall asleep......" Seeing that she let go, Liu Cuier sat down on the ground with a slump of gasp, panting and opening her mouth wide, clasping her fingers in her throat with her uncomfortable pain, Mu Wanqing said with a bewitching smile on her face.

Suddenly, a figure came forward, "You ......" looked at the masked man in black who suddenly arrived, and the big knife in his hand slashed at him without hesitation. She panicked, and the medicinal powder in her hand followed, and seeing that she stopped the other party's footsteps, she turned around and hurried away.

"Qing'er, you're fine, great."

As soon as Wan Qing walked not far away, he was startled by the person who suddenly came out of the corner and grabbed his wrist. Then I looked up, and saw Cui Hongxuan holding her hand with a worried face, looking up and down with worry and nervousness on her face.

"Sister Cui, why didn't you leave? I'm fine, don't worry, Ling'er, let's go see her......"

Seeing that it was Cui Hongxuan, I thought that I only met her this time. For her did not leave, but worried nervously checked her own expression. Wanqing asked with a chuckle, seeing that she didn't make a sound, just nervously grabbed her arm and turned around to check her situation. The caution and nervousness in her eyes made her unconsciously lose her voice, and soothed her, thinking of the other two girls, instinctively asked, and took her to the place where the guests were drinking outside.

"Mei Ling has arrived at her brother's place, and is now resting in a guest room, with His Royal Highness King Ning and Gongzi Song guarding by the side. But they didn't say anything about what we were doing over there......"

After making sure that Wan Qing was fine, Cui Hongxuan let out a sigh. Speaking of Meiling, with an indescribable worry and nervousness on her face, she hurried forward with her steps and at the same time comforted her.

"That's good, take me."

Thinking that he was only temporarily suppressing Song Meiling's poison because of the silver needle, he also fed her a hundred poison pills, but the toxin had not really been eliminated. Wanqing turned his head to her and said, follow her to the direction of Song Meiling's guest room.

When he arrived at a relatively quiet courtyard, as soon as he entered, Cui Hongxuan was full of joy and said to the people inside, "Qing'er is back." ”

With this low shout, they followed, and several people who were at the bedside of the room followed suit.

"Qing'er, are you okay...... Take a look at Mei Ling. Don't worry, Ziqian, Meiling will be fine. ”

King Ning in the wheelchair turned his head and saw Wanqing intact. Obviously took a long breath, paused and then looked at Song Meilingdao, who was pale on the side of the bed, and at the same time comforted Song Ziqian, who was looking up at them with a worried face.

"I'll see."

Thinking that Song Meiling and they are all like this because of themselves, Wanqing nodded apologetically and relieved to Song Ziqian, and said that he stepped forward first.

"You men go out first, Sister Cui, Sister Qian, untie Meiling's clothes, I'm going to give her an injection."

After a brief check of Song Meiling's condition, it is true that the toxin has not been eliminated. Wan Qing said to the men in the room at that time, seeing that although they hesitated, they still followed King Ning and the others out. Only then did he turn his head and explain to the two women behind him, and he took out a silver needle to deal with it.

When they took off Song Meiling's only intimate clothes, Wanqing also took the processed silver needle and carefully applied the needle to Song Meiling, who was lying down by them.

"This ......" watched the long silver needle glow coldly in her hand, stabbing at Song Meiling's body. Although Qian Yuying and Cui Hongxuan looked worried and nervous, they just watched cautiously and did not dare to make a sound. I was afraid that as soon as I made a mistake, Song Meiling would die.

One, two, with seven or eight silver needles pierced into several big points around Song Meiling's body, Wan Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and reached out to slowly turn the needles. Time passed quietly, fast for her, but for the two women, it was more torturous than purgatory.

The time of a pillar of incense passed in a few people's apprehensive but different waiting.

"Woo ......" Sui Wanqing put down the last silver needle in his hand and turned lightly, and Song Meiling, who was so good on the bed, was shocked, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood at that time.

"Mei Ling, Mei Ling, Qing'er this ......"

Seeing this, Qian Yuying panicked and stepped forward to help Song Meiling to lie down again, looking at the black blood stains that she spit in front of her and even on the side of her mouth, and saw that Wanqing looked calm and began to take the silver needle. Thinking about this situation, he asked her nervously and worriedly.

"It's all right, she's already vomited the poisonous blood. Just wipe her clean, change into clean clothes, and soon she will wake up. ”

The two women's worries and nervousness were explained to them while cleaning the silver needles with a light smile.

After the two girls helped Song Meiling change into clean clothes, Wanqing hadn't packed up the silver needle. Song Meiling's head on the bed, which had no reaction, began to twist, and the closed eyes slowly opened, and the previous blue and black on her face gradually returned to normal, just with a little paleness that is rarely seen in her usual days.

"I'm here, Sister Qian, Sister Cui, Sister Mu, you're all there......" Song Meiling still got up with Qian Yuying's support, and saw a few girls arrive, and then her brother and King Ning followed forward, and asked as if they hadn't come back to their senses.

"You girl, scared to death as a brother, so you're fine. Thank you, Miss Mu, if it weren't for you and my sister, she would ......"

Song Ziqian saw that his sister finally woke up, and most of the black and blue on his face were gone. This heart that had been tight finally eased up, and he let out a long breath, and then looked at his sister Liandao in front of him, thinking about the person who saved his sister, and still looked at Wanqingdao beside him gratefully.

"Speaking of thanks, I should thank you, it's all because of me that Ling Mei suffered this time, you didn't blame me, I should say thank you."

Song Ziqian is like this, Wan Qing said with a light smile, and her heart has a good impression of this Song family brother and sister.

"Anyway, you saved me before, and you saved my sister this time. It's just that I didn't expect the county lord of Qingyang to be so bold to do such a thing in the mansion, I ...... "Although Wanqing said so, Song Ziqian still looked at Wanqing gratefully, thinking about the situation of listening to Qian Yuying's two daughters, thinking that it was the instruction of the county lord of Qingyang, and his eyes shouted angrily and said in a low voice.

"Song Gongzi, please rest assured, no matter who it is this time, I will not let go of any of the ones who attack Sister Song and us. You accompany Miss Song well, I still have something to do. Song Ziqian's anger was difficult to vent.

How could Wanqing not understand his thoughts, and looked at him with relief. As he spoke, thinking about the persecution and targeting of the county lord of Qingyang, his eyes were cold and cold, and he raised his feet outwards as he spoke. (To be continued.) )