Mengfei Qiqi

Chapter 227 Your Highness, You Have Her in Your Heart 8
"That..." Ye Chengan looked at her posture and hesitated for two seconds. After all, because he was worried about the safety of his little friend, he said weakly to her: "If it doesn't work, let's go back to the house and ask the doctor to help. Come out?"

"Oh... Whatever you want." Ye Qiqi spread his hands and said, "It's okay to wait until he returns to the mansion, but I think with his bleeding speed, he probably won't be able to wait until he returns to Prince Jing'an's mansion, so he will hang on the road." .”

"This..." Ye Chengan was at a loss for words.

Mo Hanqing, who had been silent all this time, turned her head at this moment, looked at Ye Chengan with dark and deep eyes, and said calmly, "Let her do it."

"But..." Ye Chengan always felt that the method Ye Qiqi mentioned just now...was a bit creepy.

"I went back home and went to the doctor, and I handled it in the same way." Mo Hanqing said without a trace of fluctuation in her voice: "I believe her."

I believe her.

But those three simple words made Ye Qiqi's heart tremble uncontrollably.

She lowered her head and looked at his chiseled side face, her black jade-like pupils drooped slightly, as if she was looking at the ground of the carriage, her long and curly eyelashes covered the brilliance in his eyes.

She bit her lip hard, threw the dagger back to Ye Chengan and said, "It's really boring."

"Ah...ah??" Ye Chengan hurriedly caught the dagger thrown by her. Before he understood what she meant, he saw her hands on Mo Hanqing's back, dark red The blood instantly stained her slender and fair fingers red.

However, in the next second, a few small and sharp darts flew out of Mo Hanqing's back in an instant, and all of them were nailed into the roof of the carriage with a "squeak".

"Okay, it's out." Ye Qiqi pulled back his hands that were lying flat on Mo Hanqing's back, then tore off the hem of his robe, and carefully wiped the blood on his back.

"This... is this all right??" Ye Chengan looked up at the darts nailed to the roof of the carriage, then looked down at Mo Hanqing's still bleeding back, and said dumbfounded.

"Forget it." After wiping most of the blood off his back, Ye Qiqi looked at his startled wound that had started to turn black, and said coldly, "It's just that the poison still needs to be dealt with."

"How to deal with it?" Ye Chengan asked quickly.

"Suck the poison out." Ye Qiqi turned his head, threw the hem of the robe that wiped the blood from his wound into Ye Chengan's hand and said, "Let me do it."

While speaking, her soft and warm palms covered his back.

Mo Hanqing's body froze for a moment, then she raised her head, looked at Ye Chengan who was standing stupidly aside, and said, "Come here."

"Me?!" Ye Chengan pointed to his nose with an expression of disbelief, and said in surprise.

Ye Qiqi also looked at him with a confused look on his face and said, "Your Highness, it doesn't seem right for Mr. Ye to do this kind of thing, after all... I am His Highness's personal bodyguard."

"That's right, that's right." Ye Chengan nodded repeatedly and said, "Then what, why don't I go find some water for you, anyway, I have to wash the wound later."

As he spoke, he flew out of the carriage as if escaping.

The whole car suddenly fell silent.

Mo Hanqing was lying on the soft couch, a faint blush appeared on her pale cheeks.

Ye Qiqi looked at his back with a serious expression and said, "Your Highness...it might hurt a little."

　Cough, it's over today, the young master blushed and said: This king is not afraid of pain.Ah ha ha ha ha ha! !Ask for a recommendation ticket! !
　　


(End of this chapter)