Chapter Ninety-Three: Please Eat Chicken

Hua Sheng scolded in her heart, this jailer is really unkind, but if she thinks about it, if she is replaced, she will take it!

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General's Mansion, Bamboo Leaving the Hospital.

The nameless doctors in the city were all invited, and even the imperial doctors in the palace were helpless against Mo Yange's illness.

Since fainting in the mass grave that day, Mo Yange has not woken up, and it has been three full days now.

Some people rumored that it was said that Mo Yange's life would not be long enough, and I am afraid that he would not be able to pass this hurdle, and many people in the DPRK and China raised their glasses to celebrate, and many people could not help but sigh and regret.

Until the night of the third day, Feng Qi was keeping vigil outside the house when he suddenly heard movement in the house.

I thought it was an assassin, but I didn't expect to open the door and see that Mo Yange had woken up.

Looking at Mo Yange, who was sitting on the bed with a pale face, Feng Qi said in surprise: "General! You're finally awake! ”

"Did you find her?"

"We searched all over the mass graves, but we couldn't find anything but the hosta."

“…………”

Mo Yange was silent, only feeling that his heart seemed to be broken, like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, and it was a little more bitter than eating Coptis chinensis.

For a while, I only felt that my blood was surging, and a mouthful of blood spit out of my mouth, staining my snow-white clothes.

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Outside Kyoto City, Phoenix Ridge.

Hua Sheng is dressed in a red and white suit, her hair is tied up high, she makes a bun on the top of her head, and a bead hairpin is simply inserted, lining her delicate little face and being charming and elegant.

At this moment, she was squatting in a mass of weeds, her eyes staring directly at a pheasant that walked by gracefully and calmly not far away.

Seeing the pheasant walking to the trap she had set and pecking at the millet that had been thrown on the ground a long time ago, Hua Sheng couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart, and she was already happy.

"Huh! If you dare to eat my rice, you have to leave your chicken life! ”

Hua Sheng muttered quietly, and dropped the rope in his hand violently, only to see the weeds twitch from the rope, and pulled down the wooden stick holding the bamboo basket, and the bamboo basket fell, just detaining the pheasant in the bamboo basket.

"Ahh I caught it, hahahaha! Croton, look at me! ”

The little man happily stood up from the haystack and couldn't wait to run towards the bamboo basket.

Looking at the lively appearance of the villain, a smile rose at the corner of Shen Yang's mouth, and he put the silver needle in his hand into his sleeve.

Looking through the gap in the bamboo basket, it was still a colorful pheasant, Hua Sheng nodded and couldn't help but sigh: "Well! It's still pretty to look at, but it's just that the brain is too stupid, and I only know how to eat, and I don't know how to run! You deserve to be caught! ”

After laughing at the pheasant, the two little hands picked it up tightly, thinking that it was also touched today, this pheasant is especially honest and obedient, and does not struggle.

"Croton! I'm going to treat you to chicken today! ”

"Okay, then I'm blessed today!"

"Croton, I think you are my lucky star, every time I have you by my side, my luck is very good."

"Sheng'er is my lucky star, otherwise I would have to be a vegetarian today, with Sheng'er, I can have such a blessing!"

The villain put on a serious thinking look, thought for a while, looked at the pheasant in the man's hand, nodded and said, "Well! This is very reasonable! So...... Tonight you cook! ”

"Hahaha good! How does Sheng'er want to eat it? ”

"Hmm...... I'm going to eat big chicken thighs! ”

"Good! Depend on you! ”

"I'm going to have chicken soup too!"

"Good!"

"I'm going to ...... more"