Chapter 96: Efficacy

Mo Chengying exhaled again in secret.

"Lin'an blood came down to the south of the Yangtze River, and it was three months to leave, because she didn't return for a long time, Su Xiujian reported, and found her in the firewood house behind the plum garden, when she was chained around her neck, unclothed, and covered with injuries......

The eldest princess of Lin'an has encountered such a tragic thing.

Shen Yan Guiguang felt cruel when he heard it, "When did it happen?" ā€

Thinking that Lin'an had not been married for a few years, in such a short time, she was able to come out of such a big shadow, and her heart was not weak.

Mo Chengying didn't have the brains to think about it now, "In a few years." ā€

"......" is speechless.

Shen Yangui chose to retract his exclamation, "My husband made up a story to lie to me again." ā€

Mo Chengying couldn't help but slide down, turned his head, and pressed his face to it.

The slightest warmth in the gaps of the slanted placket is exactly the fragrance and softness he wants.

"I didn't lie to you, it was a matter of the previous life, when Lin'an was recovered, his tongue was cut, his eyes were gouged out, he was already crazy, the imperial doctor diagnosed that the body was poisonous, and he died not long after."

Past...... He was really reborn from a previous life?

"Husband suspects that Su Xiujian imprisoned and abused the eldest princess in his last life?"

Although there is no solid evidence, Mo Chengying is sure that the person who did it to Lin'an in his previous life was Su Xiujian.

"People like him look honest, but his ability can't keep up with his ambitions, so he has to settle down, Lin'an took him to the top, but above the clouds, everyone either has a family background, or has excellent strength, he has nothing, but he still feels that Lin'an makes him ridiculed."

Shen Yangui quietly took Mo Chengying's hand over, "Ascend Mien, fight Mi Qiu." ā€

"I don't have the ability, so I will sprinkle my resentment on my woman, and today during the day, I saw that the amber was not quite right, so I called someone to investigate, and it turned out that it was ......"

Mo Chengying felt that his wrist was a little colder, and immediately withdrew his hand, hugged each other, and said vigilantly: "What to do?" ā€

But it was too late.

Shen Yan put her hand on the pulse, and her heart was clear, she leaned on one side, supported his shoulder with one hand, and turned over to sit on him.

"I'll help you."

Mo Chengying rolled over, turned his back to Shen Yangui, and said, "Qingqing, go back to your room and sleep, don't worry about me." ā€

Shen Yan lay down on his shoulder, his fingers flicked his earlobe, and said coquettishly: "Husband, I am your wife, can I be your antidote?" ā€

"Whew-" Mo Chengying wanted to go crazy, "Qingqing, don't talk in my ear." ā€

"Jingming, we are husband and wife, don't you want me?"

Mo Chengying had also been drugged before, and he easily endured it, because he had never taken these tricks into account.

But right now, Shen Yangui's words actually urged the effect of two bowls of decoction at the same time.

Shen Yangui saw the fine sweat on Mo Chengying's forehead, but she was afraid that Miss Zhao had used a home remedy that didn't care about people's lives and deaths, so she didn't dare to speak again, turned around, opened the bowl, and tasted a small bite each.

Mo Chengying heard the sound of porcelain colliding and hurriedly got up.

"Qingqing, don't drink."

"Three-branched nine-leaf clover, Wei Mao thunder vine...... Ginseng berry three-whip soup...... What a vicious recipe. ā€

One decoction is to grow, and the other decoction is to promote, and the two can cooperate with each other to enhance each other's medicinal effects.

Shen Yangui's ordinary calm face was a little more angry, "The Zhao family's heart is too dark, how can they put these two decoctions together for you to drink?" ā€

Mo Chengying's gaze moved, and he said concisely: "That, Feng Wanyan sent it." ā€

"Feng Wanyan? It shouldn't be. ā€

Shen Yangui has always felt that he has a good eye for people, this Feng Wanyan has no feelings for the regent, and he is afraid, it is not like he will take the initiative to drug the regent.

"During the day, I heard Mrs. Yongen Hou Shizi talking to Feng Wanyan, and Feng Wanyan may not be favored at home."

Mo Chengying didn't know about the Feng family's inner house, and he couldn't think about it now, "The prince of Yongen Hou is also here." ā€

What did Shen Yangui think, "Husband just said that amber?" ā€

"Sent from the palace."

"The Queen Mother?"

"Hmm."

In this way, Xiao Luzi should also be the queen mother's person.

Shen Yangui didn't expect that a person he had never even met would want his own life.

"If the Feng family does such a thing, I will definitely not be able to tolerate them, but now in Lin'an, it is not easy to do it, but Qingqing can rest assured, I will not let them see the moon tomorrow night."

Reason was dispelled by the need (yu) begging (wang), the blood in the whole body was doubled again, Mo Chengying needed to open his mouth to breathe, and his heartbeat smashed against his chest, as if it was about to burst.

Deep breathing has no soothing effect.

He couldn't help it, "Specifically, I'll talk to you tomorrow." ā€

Shen Yangui looked at Mo Chengying more and more uncomfortable, "A-Niang's golden needle is very powerful, I will definitely be able to help you." ā€

She got up to go out, but was pulled by Mo Chengying.

"In the middle of the night, find my mother-in-law to solve this kind of thing, spread it, do you want the face of me, the regent?"

"Then I'll come!"

In the past, he took the initiative, but at this moment, Shen Yangui knelt in front of him, untied his waist, loosened the ties, and saw that the layers of necklines were loosened.

Mo Chengying wanted to stop her, but he didn't dare to touch her, and his breath became shorter and shorter.

So thirsty, he licked his dry lips, and wanted to drink water.

Shen Yangui came up to kiss him, but he had already greeted him, but he turned his face at a critical moment.

The red and full lips are like flying feathers skimming across the cheeks, easily shaking the mountain of reason.

A wildfire burned along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and Mo Chengying felt the blood around him begin to boil.

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"Jingming, it's not good for your body to endure like this."

Shen Yangui coaxed, and his hands and knees that landed on the ground slowly moved forward.

But she was close to a point, and he retreated an inch.

Until his back was against the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

The palms that landed on the ground gradually clenched into fists.

The muscles under Mo Chengying's clothes were tense, he gritted his teeth, turned his face sideways, his thick eyebrows were like swords, and his nose was like a mountain.

The lips are pursed, like a ruthless man.

It's just that the Adam's apple works hard to roll the saliva in the mouth into the abdomen little by little.

"Don't, Qingqing."

His eyes were closed, his voice uncontrollable, hoarse and trembling, hovering on the edge of danger.

Shen Yangui hooked his index finger and easily tore off his belt, the close-fitting clothes lost their restraint, they all loosened, the deep collar was staggered, and the muscles that were smashed by the heart were looming

She got up and sat down, and before she could kiss him, he hugged her.

Mo Chengying's hands were like nooses, and his strength seemed to be about to embed her into his bones.

But when he said it, he was extremely restrained: "Good Qingqing, you can't eat it." ā€

Shen Yangui also found out.

The ninth prince became the eighteenth prince.

On weekdays, half life and half death are still controlled by him, so does this have to kill her?

But she is both his wife and a doctor, so she can't see death without help.

"I—I can do it!"

The skin on the neckline seems to have tentacles, hugging each other closely.

Mo Chengying couldn't let go of his hand, and the thoughts in his mind were almost crazy, which had surpassed the ordinary combination of scenes.

He felt like a demon knife, a wolf about to transform under the blood moon.

Kissing is not satisfied, he wants to bite.

I want to drink blood and tear bones apart.

I want to break her to pieces and ravage her fiercely.

Like to spoil his wife excessively: The rebirth of the black regent is too sticky, please collect: () The spoiled wife is excessive: The rebirth of the black regent is too clingy.