Concubine Qi was stunned. (Mai Ruo starts)

Looking up at him in disbelief, "General Yun ......" She pursed her lips and paused for a moment before continuing: "But the imperial doctor just said clearly that what is in this palace is a shallow ......"

"The pulses are similar, but they're not." Yun Luo interrupted her.

Concubine Qi's face changed, "That ......"

"Niangniang don't worry, this poison is nothing compared to falling flowers and getting drunk."

He withdrew his hand, took out a small bottle from the medicine box he was carrying at random, and handed it over, "The Hundred Flowers Pill is made by my father, although it is not a panacea, but for ordinary poison, there will be no problem. After the mother takes it, she will recover tomorrow. ”

Concubine Qi was stunned.

Looking at the back of Yun Luo leaving, and then at the small bottle on the bedside, the look on his face changed from dazed, to frightened, and finally to crazy jealousy and distortion.

She hates.

How can you not hate?

But if the emperor could be so fair to her, she wouldn't hate her so strongly, at least at the beginning, she really didn't think about harming Feng Qian.

Although there were other reasons in it at the time, she really didn't want to hurt the woman who had been with her for a year.

******

Feng Qian's bedclothes were missing two sleeves, so Jun Moying had to ask Dongyang to bring a few new sets of bedclothes, and specially instructed her to prepare a few more new sets of new ones to cut every day for a month, how could she not prepare more?

Jun Moying knew that it was not very convenient for Feng Qian to move now, but she couldn't let her lie down like this. What if a sleeping person like her accidentally puts her hands outside at night and catches a cold?

"Get up, I'll change your clothes." Jun Moying put his hand behind her back and gestured to pick her up.

Feng Qian was a little itchy by his sudden movements, his body shrunk a little, and he glared at him dissatisfied: "I don't want to change it." ”

She pouted, her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, like a child, "Anyway, if you change it, you will still cut it tomorrow, why are you so wasteful?" ”

Jun Moying narrowed her eyes: "Why don't you say that you eat every day?" ”

Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, and then snorted: "Don't you want to give me food?" She pouted, "If you don't want to give me food, just say it, what are you doing with so many excuses!" And pretending to think about me......"

Jun Moying pinched her eyebrows helplessly, and sighed lightly: "It's not good for me." Let's get up and change our clothes, shall we? ”

He said in a soft voice, almost coaxingly: "You will catch a cold if you sleep like this, you are now poisoned and pregnant, and your body is not good, so you can't go out on any other trips, you know?" ”

"You're getting more and more talky."

Having said that, Feng Qian finally wrapped his hands around his neck and let him pick himself up.

Then, in his ear, he seemed to be laughing and muttering as if complaining, "If you continue like this, you will become a nagging little old man before you are old." ”

Jun Moying hooked her lips, holding her body in her arms with one hand, and untying her bedclothes with the other, her expression was teasing with a smile but not a smile, evil and charming, but gentle and elegant.

Feng Qian was puzzled why someone could combine such two completely different styles and blend them so perfectly.

Perhaps her gaze was too hot, and the man glanced at her suddenly, a hint of banter in his eyes.

"Who let me raise an ignorant girl."