Qiao Ying couldn't hold back any longer, and casually picked up a cup of water and poured it all on Mo Qianmo's face, the tea on the table was already cold, and it slid all the way down Mo Qianmo's face.

After Qiao Ying finished splashing, she regretted it for a moment, but she immediately regained her aura, it was he who did something sorry for her, and she regretted something.

Mo Qianmo was obviously stunned for a long time, unable to understand why Qiao Ying did this, suddenly smiled softly, and elegantly wiped the hair that was still dripping with his sleeve: "Ying'er, is this unhappy?" Are you blaming your husband for something? ”

As he spoke, he got up and took out a pot of flowers, and looked down at the flowers with tenderness: "Ying'er, my husband still hasn't planted a pansy, but Ying'er can rest assured, since my husband promised Ying'er, it will definitely be done."

Qiao Ying looked at all this, he was lying on the bed in disheveled clothes, probably sleeping, and there was nothing in the room...... The beautiful taste, it should be that she is wrong.

His eyes moistened slightly, and he whispered in annoyance, "I'm sorry."

"Heh, Ying'er is sorry for her husband, what?" Mo Ye raised his eyebrows, still using the old trick, the scoundrel leaned his face close to Qiao Ying, and pointed to his face: "If Ying'er really knows that she is wrong, then give some sincerity, come, kiss one."

Qiao Ying kissed her obediently with a red face, and bowed her head violently and was silent, Mo Ye saw that it was rare to be so well-behaved, and his heart was bitter...... Do you want to tell her now? Now?

After thinking for a while, he shook his head: Am I going to tell her?

Thinking about it, there was a tingling pain in his body, and there was a smell of blood in his mouth, and where Qiao Ying couldn't see, Mo Qianmo's arm was bruised.

swallowed the blood in her mouth with difficulty, so that Qiao Ying could not see any clues: "Ying'er, I'll go to you tonight to talk about something, I'm going to deal with some business now, Ying'er is good, go play by yourself."

Although Qiao Ying was puzzled, she frowned slightly, pursed her lips, nodded and turned to leave.

Less than a minute after Qiao Ying left, Mo Ye spurted out a mouthful of blood, clicked a few acupoints on his body, and looked at the black line on his arm, this was a love Gu.

He gave himself a male Gu of love Gu, and also gave Qiao Ying a female Gu, she and him should be connected to fate, if he dies, Ying'er will not be able to live......

With a wry smile, is he too selfish, he was obviously hit by the 'cold ice and snow', this poison has been in his body for 20 years, and he hasn't died yet, and he said that he can't live for 15 years if he hits the 'cold ice and snow'.

Mo Ye doesn't believe it, this poison can't be cured, there is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of people with hearts.

remembered what Su Xue said after seeing her condition just now: "Mo Gongzi is not incurable, five years ago, Mo Gongzi should have gone to Tianzhao Kingdom to look for the dead butterfly, but now I am afraid that the dead butterfly will be difficult to cure your poison, so ...... Now there is only one way, find the Yin Blood Toad! But the Yin Blood Toad, something that can be used as a miracle medicine, this girl has not seen it for so long, she has only seen it in the medical books of her ancestors, and she still doesn't know if there is such a thing in the world. ”

The whole body has begun to shiver coldly, and the poison ...... Still past the incubation period, the seizure occurred.

Mo Qianmo has a firm belief in his heart: Ying'er...... Love Gu, for the sake of Ying'er, you must get through, you can't die...... Be sure to find the Yin Blood Toad, poof. ”

The blood was still spurting, and my whole body was shivering with cold...... There was not a trace of blood on his face, and his lips were stained with a few drops of blood, and on the miserable blue lips, there was a bit of a bewitching taste.

After Qiao Ying left the study, she always felt that something was wrong, and knocked on her head, why couldn't she remember it.

"Princess Mo." The elegant and crisp voice sounded in Qiao Ying's ears.

Qiao Ying turned around and saw that she was dressed in blue, fluttering, looking at her, some eyeballs, and for some reason she blurted out a sentence: "You are the woman in blue who entered Qianmo's room."