The soldier is a girl

Chapter 1197 315 ​​Sky Tower

"Little General Mu asked me to send a message to you. Miss Qingyan's drug is a common medicine. You can either sleep or take a cold bath. Before that, use your strength to shoot out a few gold needles of General Mu from the front of Miss Qingyan. Then take it and give it back to her."

Hearing this, Qin Jiu pondered for a moment.

And Su Qingyan probably felt the aura of the third person, her whole body tensed up, and even stopped the stumbling movements, but she still couldn't help it...

Qin Jiu trembled, and then said to Nan Xing outside: "Uncle Su is looking for Hibiscus, please tell me."

"Okay." Nan Xing replied and disappeared.

Qin Jiu lovingly touched Su Qingyan in his arms, hugged her in his arms, and asked him to choose to sleep. He really wanted to choose to sleep, but apart from Su Chen's words just before he left, there was also Su Qingyan's uncertainty about her feelings. He didn't want to have her in such a hasty way. She was only controlled by drugs instead of her real emotions. He couldn't just sleep with her in a daze. She would hate him when she was sober.

Qin Jiu clenched his fists and pulled the person lying on top of him to sit up, and reached out to pull Su Qingyan's shirt.

Su Qing's eyes were full of admiration, but she subconsciously stretched out her hand and tugged at her clothes, although the force was not very strong.

Qin Jiu lowered her head and kissed Su Qingyan's lips, coaxing: "Don't be afraid, I'm just taking out the needle for you. I can't find the exact acupuncture point when you're wearing clothes. I'll put it on for you after taking the needle." Cold water won't touch you, don't be afraid."

Su Qingyan's hands slipped from her clothes, she turned her head to the side not to look at the person in front of her, her eyes trembled and closed.

Qin Jiu pulled down Su Qingyan's shirt, then adjusted her emotions with concentration, recalled the location of the hibiscus needle before, and patted the golden needle out from the front side.

Other places are okay, but the diaphragmatic acupoint in the middle of the shoulder blade is where it should be patted from the front...

Qin Jiu moved his hand a few times but still didn't do it.

"Susu, I have absolutely no intention of offending." After closing her eyes at the end, she said a few words and slapped the golden needle on Su Qingyan's chest slightly with force.

As for Su Qingyan's face, she didn't know if it was because of the strengthening of Jinzhen's withdrawing medicine, it became more and more flushed, it was so red that it was about to bleed.

Qin Jiu didn't dare to look any more, he pulled Su Qingyan's clothes indiscriminately, and said, "I'll get cold water." After getting off the couch, he went out slowly.

When Su Chen came back, Qin Jiu was guarding the door, Su Chen only took a look and didn't make a sound, Nan Xing had said what he had to say, he could only be thankful that it was Qin Jiu who went.

"Go in and see your sister in half an hour." After ordering Su Qibai, Su Chen turned and walked into his own room, his back a little dejected.

He never expected that his brother and sister-in-law would treat his daughter like this, so there is no need to live in the Emperor's Mansion.

"Yes." Su Qibai responded obediently, and then stood by Qin Jiu's side to accompany Su Qingyan inside.

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From the inside of the Emperor's Mansion to the outside of the Emperor's Mansion, Mo Ling's thoughts have been gradually clearing up, which made Mo Ling realize that the life-saving medicine that Hibiscus gave him before might have neutralized the toxin that made his thoughts confused, but this made him The hot medicine in his body didn't neutralize it at all, even if he was pricked by the hibiscus, he still felt hot all over, especially when he smelled the breath of the hibiscus, it was even more difficult to control.

Mo Ling was extremely fortunate that he came here in a carriage today.

There are many carriages parked outside the Imperial Master's Mansion, all of which are used by officials to celebrate their birthdays. After all, no one's house is far from here, and riding in a carriage is more of a status.

Of course, this is in the eyes of others, but for Mo Ling, it is better to take a carriage, so he likes it very much.

The driver was Bei Yao. When he saw Mo Ling and Mu Jin coming, he jumped off the carriage and reached out to open the curtain.

Probably Mo Ling and Mu Jin were the first people to come out, so the other coachmen couldn't help but look here, but they shivered and looked away when they saw Mo Ling's cold body.

"You get on first." Walking in front of the carriage, Mo Ling stepped back a little to let Mu Jin get on first.

Mu Jin glanced at Mo Ling without saying a word, then lifted her robe and climbed into the carriage.

"The backyard of Yunxiao Tower." Mo Ling threw this sentence at Beiyao and then got into the carriage.

Yunxiao Tower is the closest private property belonging to Mo Ling.

The moment the curtain of the carriage fell to block the outside world, Mo Ling fell on the cushion inside the carriage.

Mu Jin immediately raised her hand and pushed the person away.

The strength is not very strong, but it just pushes the person half a foot away, but does not push the person to the side.

Mo Ling, who was pushed away, expressed his grievance, "A Jin..." Shouting, he wanted to press down on Mu Jin again.

"Move again and I'll kick you out." The low threatening voice made Mo Ling freeze.

"A Jin..."

Mo Ling half propped up her body and barked like an abandoned puppy, and those eyes looking at her made Mu Jin's heart melt into a puddle of spring water.

Mu Jin didn't open her mouth, but stretched out her palms to gather strength and patted Mo Ling's shoulders and chest a few times, and the golden needle hidden in Mo Ling's body flew out from behind and stuck on the wooden roof above the carriage, making a tinkling sound .

The voice made Mo Ling's eyes light up, probably because he understood the reason why Mu Jin pushed him away.

The Yunxiao Tower is really very close, and the time for the carriage will arrive after only half an hour.

Not only is Beiyao not deaf, but he is also a martial arts practitioner with excellent hearing. He sits so close to the driving seat, no matter how low the voice in the car is, he can hear it clearly.

He'd be an idiot if he couldn't hear anything from that voice.

The master looks a little wrong now, so when he is right afterwards, is he going to pick him up as a corner of the wall, such a master has never seen such a master in all these years.So should he think about sending people to Yunxiaolou and find a place to hide.

Bei Yao flicked the whip and arrived at the back door of Yunxiao Tower in half the time.

There is a courtyard at the back of Yunxiao Tower, there is Mo Ling's exclusive room on the upper floor, and there is the same at the back of this building.

The main reason for going through the back door was to be able to drive the carriage in, and after the carriage entered, Bei Yao said directly, "Master, we're here."

Then it disappeared with a whoosh, and the friends around it also disappeared together, otherwise, now that the excitement is over, they will be killed when they turn around.

As soon as Mo Ling heard a word, he almost got up quickly, and before Mu Jin could react, he dodged with someone in his arms and ran from the carriage to the exclusive room in the backyard.

Mu Jin only felt that in the blink of an eye, the roof of the carriage turned into a curtain roof.

……

Mo Ling reached out to take the clothes and put on a layer, then went to the door that had been closed for half a day and opened it. It was pitch black outside and there was nothing, except for some faint light from the front floor.

"Bring some water and prepare some meals."

After saying that, Mo Ling left the half-closed door, turned around and walked into the house.

"Yes." There was a sound from outside the door, and after a short while, several guys came over with large buckets of hot water.

After knocking on the door, he walked into the room without looking away, filled the bathtub in the compartment of the room, then walked out and closed the door intimately.

Mo Ling walked to the side of the couch and lifted the quilt, picked up a coat, wrapped her up, and carried her into the foggy bathtub next door.

(End of this chapter)