Remnant King and Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Xiyue was furious in her chest, and waved her palm out, regardless of whether they could bear it or not, she swept the room full of crying out the door, and they all bit their lips and shut up as if they were frightened. But he still insisted on kneeling outside the palace gate, silently mourning for the Seventh Prince.

……

For two full hours,

No one spoke, and no one made any movements. Mo Qin had been feeling the pulse of the Seventh Prince, and Xi Yue had been standing beside him, frowning sadly, always feeling that something was wrong.

But at this time, seeing Moqin's jade palm spread out, the light flashed, and a sharp small dagger appeared in her hand, Xiyue blinked, following the line of sight of his hand, her eyes overflowed with deep fear, In desperation, he stretched out his hand and tightened Mo Qin's dagger-holding wrist.

Mo Qin's figure was slightly startled, and he slowly raised his head, his four eyes met each other, Mo Qin's pale and handsome face became more and more fairy-like.

"Brother, what do you want to do?"

In fact, Xiyue thought about what he was going to do, but she just frowned, thinking that she couldn't... Heart and laparotomy operations have always been performed only by modern high-tech, isn't it?

There was tenderness in Mo Qin's eyes, knowing that Xiyue came back because of the matter of the Seventh Prince, he was very moved and felt that Xiyue was also a woman with the utmost affection.

She is indeed the only little junior sister he recognizes.

He reached out and patted the back of Xiyue's hand, pulled her to sit beside the Seventh Prince, and then held her hand tightly. When Xiyue was surprised, Mo Qin held her hand, and together they gently pressed against the Seventh Prince's jumping on the chest.

Raising his sword eyebrows slightly, Mo Qin's heroic spirit is overwhelming.

Looking at Xiyue faintly, motioning her to feel his slow heartbeat, Xiyue nodded to show that she could feel it, Moqin said softly.

"Do you think, this heartbeat, he is real?"

"A person who is not breathing, but has a heartbeat, do you think it makes sense?"

The Seventh Prince is not Mo Qin, he does not have such a high level of cultivation, and there is no need for him to feign death, so...the only thing that makes sense is that someone has done something wrong.

"But, brother opened his heart, can he still come back alive?"

Mo Qin pursed her thin lips slightly, blinked her eyes, Xiyue let out a long breath, got up and walked to the front of the palace, reprimanded all the servants, and ordered the guards in the mansion to surround the palace's bedroom, and at the same time He and Mo Qin formed the most powerful double joint wall soul-devouring enchantment.

This kind of enchantment, even if it is a combined cultivation, may not be able to break through.

After half a stick,

Everyone felt that a ray of light shone down from the sky above the Seventh Prince's Mansion, and then disappeared. In the garden where the breeze was blowing, it was suddenly so quiet that the birds were silent and the vegetation did not move.

"Bath him—"

Moqin cast a spell, and clean water and towels appeared beside the bed. Xiyue didn't care so much at the moment, and quickly untied the clothes of the Seventh Prince, and began to cleanse his body.

Mo Qinwei sat aside, quietly watching this scene, his eyes were full of admiration.

Fearless in the face of danger, this should be done by a big woman.

"Okay, brother."

After Xiyue finished speaking softly, Mo Qin saw the Seventh Prince's chest exposed in front of everyone, and nodded. When he stood up, his majestic appearance was no less than that of a king in the world.

He stretched out his hand and lightly touched the Seventh Prince's chest, and waved towards Xiyue.

"Come here, I'll teach you now, thoracotomy, maybe it will be useful in the future to walk the rivers and lakes and save the common people."