sick prince phoenix concubine

Chapter 176 Traditional Chinese Medicine
Ye Yingying also opened her eyes and looked towards the door behind her.

Seeing the person coming, the two sat up.

"Miss, I saw Miss Ye San acting strangely, so I brought her here."

The person who came was Zhu Wan who should have fainted in the pavilion.

When she entered the house, she put the two people who had fainted in her hands on the ground.

Familiar with various medicines, she noticed something unusual in the house, and she hurriedly said: "Miss, get out of here!"

Because of the spiritual fire in her body, she is not very sensitive to heat.

But Ye Yingying felt something strange in her body.

He frowned tightly: "Leave!"

After saying that, she got out of bed and carried Ye Yuwei and her maid onto the bed.

Seeing the reaction of the two, Qian Ling also understood that the house should be drugged.

Without staying longer, several people left the place quickly.

Most of the people went to the dinner party, and the entire East Palace was a little quiet at the moment.

Not long after leaving the sixth prince's palace, Qian Ling felt some heat coming from his body.

Ye Yingying was no better than her, her walking became slower, and a dense layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, as if she was trying her best to bear the pain.

Just when Zhu Wan was about to leave as soon as possible with one in one hand, two people walked towards this side.

One is the fifth prince who has always kept a low profile, and the other is the prince who has never shown his face in front of outsiders.

The two stopped in front of them.

Xia Xuan looked at Ye Yingying who was suffering, feeling a little helpless.

And the other side is much smoother than him.

Xia Mochen stood in front of Qian Ling and directly hugged her up.

Qian Ling was surprisingly obedient, leaning against his arms without any resistance other than his body froze when touched.

Seeing people walking away, Zhu Wan said to Xia Xuan and the others: "Fifth prince, Miss Ye Er, I will leave first."

After the words fell, he followed Xia Mochen.

When they arrived at the palace where they lived, Xia Mochen put him on the bed.

Along the way, Qian Ling lowered her head and drooped her eyelids, as if she was asleep.

Of course, this has to exclude her constantly trembling body.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Qian Ling reached out to hold his big hand and looked up at him.

The dark color in the pupils faded away, turning into crystal clear eyes like red glass, such a pair of eyes are so beautiful that they are not human.

She looked at the man, her eyes were wet, and her eyes were a little confused.

The appearance of being abandoned by others makes people look very pitiful.

In this way, falling into Xia Mochen's deep eyes, his normally cold body felt hot for no reason.

His Adam's apple rolled, his eyes became darker, and he comforted the girl: "Ling'er, I'll ask Zhu Wan to come in."

His voice was a little hoarse.

Qian Ling held him tightly, refused to let go, straightened the line of her lips, stared at him with wet phoenix eyes, and did not speak.

She didn't want him to go. This man's body was very cool, which could suppress the uncomfortable heat in her body.

Xia Mochen raised his hand that was not held by her, touched the girl's head, and patiently coaxed him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You, don't go."

Qian Ling finally spoke, her voice was no longer her usual sweetness, but rather seductive and hoarse.

"Huh?" Xia Mochen stared at her for a moment, "Are you sure?"

Qian Ling nodded.

She only knew that with him at this moment, the unspeakable discomfort on her body would be less.

Xia Mochen had no choice but to call Zhu Wan in.

"Is there an antidote?" he asked.

Zhu Wan felt the pulse, and asked a few simple questions before answering:

"Go back to the prince, the medicine is special, I don't have a prepared antidote in my hand, it will take some time."

Xia Mochen looked at the girl who was holding his hand and refused to let go, and said, "As soon as possible."

Zhu Wan nodded seriously.

She went out of the house and closed the door.

Qian Ling patted the seat beside him, motioning for him to sit.

Xia Mochen froze slightly, and stood still.

Qian Ling was dissatisfied, her little brows were slightly frowned, and she suddenly pulled hard.

Xia Mochen was originally a sick and weak prince, so he just fell on the bed.

The man's approach, with a trace of coolness, suppressed the unspeakable hotness in Qian Ling's heart.

She lay down directly next to him.

The closer she got, the more comfortable she felt.

Xia Mochen was in a rare daze for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses.

Qian Ling looked at him with watery phoenix eyes.

From her perspective, when she looked up, the first thing she saw was her chin, then her thin white lips, and then her nose, eyes, and forehead.

Every part of this face is perfect.

Outrageously beautiful, but not feminine.

He is like a perfect work of art carefully crafted by God, without any blemishes.

The heat of her body made her feel uncomfortable again, and she subconsciously moved a little closer.

Looking at it, the little hand became restless, and she wanted to touch it.

With that in mind, he acted accordingly.

With a burning sensation, the slender snow-white hands moved towards the perfect artwork.

Before falling down, in mid-air, it was wrapped by a pair of big cold hands.

She blinked her phoenix eyes, and her curled eyelashes fluttered like a small fan.

His mind was a little dull, and his eyes full of spring revealed obvious confusion.

Xia Mochen stared at her innocent face with deep eyes that couldn't see any emotion, his Adam's apple was rolling, and he asked hoarsely, "What are you doing?"

Only later did Qian Ling realize that he seemed to be resisting her touch.

She was a little unhappy when she came to such a conclusion.

Now, her emotions are written on her face, without any hiding.

Xia Mochen naturally felt it, and he asked, "Unhappy?"

Qian Ling glared at him, and struggled with the hand he was holding.

The coolness of holding it at first was very comfortable, but after a while, the discomfort reappeared.

She is not satisfied with this.

Xia Mochen let go of his hand and looked at her.

Qian Ling was free, and her little hand moved towards the place she wanted to touch.

Xia Mochen's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't stop him.

Qian Ling, who managed to touch the perfect artwork, had a look of satisfaction on his face.

The jade-like touch and the coolness that seemed to penetrate her heart made her let out a sigh of relief.

It was like a kitten's paw scratching Xia Mochen's heart.

He who could not be more calm in the face of anyone and everything, his breath is a little messed up at this moment.

There was a kind of heat in his body that made him feel strange.

But a certain young girl who caused such an influence didn't have the slightest self-awareness.

Her hands moved over his face.

She tapped his lips for a while, pinched his tall nose for a while, and stroked his eyelashes for a while.

It's a lot of fun to play.

In the end, it seemed that he had played enough, and the little hand shifted his position.

From the man's chin down, it slowly came to the neck, and along the way, he touched the Adam's apple.

As the man swallowed, his Adam's apple moved up and down.

Qian Ling seemed to have found a new way to play, and lay directly on the side of his body.

(End of this chapter)