sweet!The strange beauty spoiled the sick and weak son

Chapter 14
Meng Huaixuan has lived for 20 years, and he has never been in a hurry. Facing Jun Qiqi's questioning, he wanted to nod his head and admit it, but when he heard Jun Qiqi's agitated tone, he gasped violently, thinking that she must be sad. Can't bear it.

But... But his own body knows that even though Jun Qiqi gave him internal energy these days, his legs have indeed regained some consciousness.

But these eyes have never improved, and he is still a useless person after all.

Besides, the hunt on July [-]th is imminent, Meng Huaixuan must ensure Jun Qiqi's safety, so he keeps silent, which is regarded as tacit consent.

Jun Qiqi is angry, mother!
How could he like Jiang Sijin? !
How could he like Jiang Sijin?

What's so good about Jiang Sijin——

After a while, Jun Qiqi's angry head suddenly turned around, isn't he the one who likes Lao Tzu?
That's right, isn't the Jiang Sijin that Meng Lang sees every day the same as Lao Tzu himself?
What does Meng Lang mean—he likes me?
Could this be the legendary confession?
God!Meng Lang finally found out about me?
Jun Qiqi was as excited as a little bee, buzzing and circling Meng Huaixuan, but the excitement didn't take long before being poured over by Meng Huaixuan's head with a basin of cold water.

"I don't want to lie. Actually, I don't have any selfishness towards Miss Jiang. I have written a divorce letter to her. In the current situation, I don't have any selfishness towards anyone, because I can't give a woman the normal life she wants."

Meng Huaixuan's original intention was to feel that he was bad at walking and blind, and that he couldn't get out of the mess of salt tax.

Unexpectedly, the little seven girl opposite him was completely wrong.

Normal life?What is wrong with Meng Lang?

There?

Is it possible - what hidden disease?

The corner of Meng Huaixuan's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a self-deprecating smile, "Miss Seventh is kind-hearted and has excellent medical and martial arts skills. You should have a normal man to accompany you to roam free."

But he, Meng Huaixuan, couldn't. His surname was Meng, Meng from Annanhoufu. He was born with the responsibility of honoring his ancestors.

He grew up with Emperor Ming An, and watched the empire fall into corruption step by step. He promised Emperor Ming An that he would accompany him in this life. .

He couldn't let go of his surname, and he didn't want to change his destiny.

Jun Qiqi didn't know anything about Meng Huaixuan's inner entanglements. She gnawed her fingernails and kept thinking about the prescription she had prescribed.

Could it be an old disease?Falling off a cliff and breaking it?
Ah Nale, you have to touch it to find out.

Jun Qiqi's eyes lowered involuntarily.

She was at war with man, and Meng Huaixuan thought her sudden silence was because of sadness, and sighed softly, "Miss Seven, you can go first."

Jun Qiqi's thoughts were drawn back, if she was really a naive and simple medical girl, she might really be fooled by Meng Huaixuan.

But she is Jun Qiqi, she has always been the only one who can fool others.

Jun Qiqi decided to change the subject, "Your wind and cold are still not healed, you should drink the medicine."

Meng Huaixuan: "I can drink it myself."

Jun Qiqi refused, "I can't do it, I want to feed you."

Meng Huaixuan ruthlessly refused, "No."

"If you feed my acupuncture point again, I'll kill myself immediately by biting my tongue!"

Jun Qiqi hummed angrily, this man is really stubborn!

She stuffed the medicine bowl into Meng Huaixuan's hand, Meng Huaixuan pushed it back, Jun Qiqi slammed it back angrily, Meng Huaixuan slipped his hand unpreparedly, and with a bang, the bowl shattered to the ground.

Jun Qiqi stared blankly at the medicine that was dripping all over the floor, feeling so bitter, this bowl of medicine took up so much money from that silly boy Ye Li!

It's so easy for me to steal other people's money to support you!
After breaking the bowl, Meng Huaixuan felt uncomfortable.

He hadn't heard Jun Qiqi's reaction for a long time, and he felt inexplicably anxious, coughing non-stop when he was anxious and excited.

Jun Qiqi didn't care about the bowl of medicine, and hurriedly covered his back to send him internal energy, soothe his tendons, and she lost a lot like she was angry.

She was really pissed.

But she wasn't angry at Meng Huaixuan's nonsense.

She was angry that Meng Huaixuan actually wanted her to go when the danger came!

What she wanted was to fight side by side with him, what she wanted was for Meng Huaixuan to kill her and hand her the knife.

What is needed is life-and-death unswerving trust, not what it is now.

She felt sorry for Meng Lang, who had killed her, and was struggling to support her alone, but she never thought of asking others to help him.

The femininity of the inner force moved between the tendons, and the whole body suddenly became comfortable and warm, even - a little hot, which was a completely different feeling from the past.

Meng Huaixuan knew that Miss Seven must be angry, just as he was about to refuse, his back felt cold, and then the window sill slammed, and the person had already left.

Meng Huaixuan sat on the spot a little lonely for a while.

She's gone, maybe she won't come again, isn't that great?Isn't this exactly what I want?

This loneliness only lasted for a few breaths, and the next moment, the person in the wheelchair regained his former firmness and clarity.

"Phew—it's dangerous! I almost sucked me dry!" Jun Qiqi outside the window was obviously exhausted, she leaned on the wall and gasped for breath for a while.

In the dark night, the moon was extraordinarily dazzling, illuminating the black line in Jun Qiqi's palm all of a sudden.

Starting from the middle finger, it snakes all the way to the forearm.

She lifted the corner of her mouth and gave a sneer, no wonder Meng Lang's eyes were not healed after she put so much thought into it.

Mom sells batches, someone actually tricked Meng Lang!
The person who can play Gu must be someone close to Meng Lang.

Song Bamboo?Not quite.

Mo Han?He doesn't have that brain.

Chef Zhao and the poor scholar in the backyard seem to have no chance to get close to Meng Lang on weekdays.

Which will it be?

No matter which one it is, if she finds out about it, she will definitely smash that person's stinky head!
Whoops—this excitement stretched his veins, and Jun Qiqi gasped in pain.

Her anger today sucked out a lot of the poison in Meng Huaixuan's body.

But this time she was also seriously injured, Jun Qiqi quickly went back to the room to adjust her breathing.

This tune was transferred to the second day.

In the past, she would be woken up every day by the cries of vendors walking past the small bridge, or by Jiang Bi's babbling.

But why is it so quiet today?
Jun Qiqi suddenly opened his eyes, but what he saw was a roof, and his body was still very bumpy, this is——

Is she in a carriage? !

She flung open the curtains, startling the coachman.

"Hey, girl, are you awake? Don't worry, I guess we will arrive at Jinling in the afternoon."

"Jinling? I ask you, is it possible to leave Yangzhou City now?"

The coachman had probably never heard of such a bold and unrestrained woman, "This--this has been out for a long time..."

Jun Qiqi was confused and full of anger, "Who asked you to drive the car? What's going on? Who said that I'm going back to Jinling!"

The coachman hesitated, "Girl, why don't you read the letter in the carriage first?"

Jun Qiqi:?Why do you want to learn how to speak from Lao Tzu!

(End of this chapter)