Chapter 482
"Seventh Prince!" Murong Lin shyly said, "The Zhongyonghou's Mansion is on the left..." Nangong Mo stood still for a long time without speaking. Murong Lin thought he didn't know how to get to the Zhongyonghou's Mansion, so she reminded him.
Nangong Mo suddenly raised his head, the stern light in his eyes wished to swallow her alive, Murong Lin was shocked on the spot, it took him a long time to react, her body was trembling, and her voice was indistinct: "Seventh Prince... what's wrong with you..."
The sharp light in Nangong Mo's eyes disappeared in an instant, and he regained his politeness just now, and glanced at Murong Lin coldly: "I suddenly remembered that there are still very important things to do, I don't have time to see you off, you go back by yourself Bar!"
Turning around, Nangong Mo strode forward without turning his head. He was afraid that if he turned his head, he would not be able to help but kill Murong Lin. Murong Lin is Murong Yu's younger sister, Miss Zhongyonghoufu. Die, otherwise, things will go wrong, and he will be the one who is unlucky.
From childhood to adulthood, from Liyue Kingdom to Qingsong Kingdom, this is the first time Nangong Mo has seen such a stupid and idiot woman, she is so annoying, Nangong Mo even has some doubts, is she really Murong Yu's younger sister?
The personalities, tempers, and ways of doing things of the two are completely different.
As Nangong Mo left her, Murong Lin's chance of becoming a concubine gradually diminished, and she was secretly worried.
She wanted to catch up with him, say a few words to him, reveal the location of Zhongyonghou's mansion secretly, or try to find a chance for the two of them to get along alone, but when she thought of the cold light in Nangong Mo's eyes just now, Murong Lin shuddered. , How dare to chase him again, I kept comforting myself in my heart: The seventh prince of Liyue Kingdom is definitely a person who does great things, he may have thought of something troublesome, that's why he is so abnormal, I still wait patiently. In a few days, when the time comes, his anger will subside and his temper will recover.
After Nangong Mo walked into the teahouse, he went straight to the private room he often went to, with a gloomy expression.
In the private room, Xiao Er was cleaning. When she noticed someone coming in, she hurriedly turned around and greeted the guests with a smile: "Guest officer... the seventh prince..."
After seeing the person standing in front of him clearly, Xiao Er was stunned. Nangong Mo's life is very regular. He comes to the teahouse every few days and stays for an hour or two to leave. It has been like this for more than a month, but today is abnormal He came back after leaving, could something have happened?
Nangong Mo glanced at Xiao Er indifferently: "Go out and watch at the door, no one is allowed to come in without my order!"
Nangong Mo's indifferent tone carried an order tone that did not need to be questioned, Xiaoer did not dare to ask any more questions, and agreed, walked out of the room quickly, and closed the door behind him.
Nangong Mo checked the doors and windows carefully to make sure they were all closed. A look of pain suddenly appeared on his cold handsome face. He quickly pressed the switch on the wall, and a small hidden compartment opened automatically. There were all kinds of medicines in the dark compartment. .
After a few glances, Nangong Mo took out two small porcelain vases, closed the hidden compartment door, walked quickly to the table, put down the porcelain vases, and untied his shirt as quickly as possible with trembling hands. On his left shoulder, a deep The wound on his body was shocking, faint, with traces of decay.
Looking at the horrific wound, Nangong Mo's eyes flashed coldly. The wound on his left shoulder was thanks to Xie Qingyang. This sword pierced very deeply, almost hurting his veins. Although he used the best wound medicine, he wanted to It takes time to heal, not just a short while.
Pulling up his sleeves, there was also a wound on his arm, which was injured by Xuan Moju's organ. I don't know what Ouyang Shaoxian put on the sharp weapon. No matter what medicine he used, the wound never healed.
Bursts of scorching heat rose from the wound, like needle pricks. It was very uncomfortable, and the color of the wound gradually darkened. Nangong Mo was so anxious that he pulled out the medicine bottle and poured the whole bottle of medicine on the wound. His eyes were burning with anger, Murong Lin, that stupid and idiot woman, if she hadn't stared at her closely, she wouldn't have been forced to drink more than a dozen cups of Lihun. If she really died of rotting wounds, she would have to be her back.
The medicine was poured on the wound, not only did the burning pain not subside, but it became more and more intense. Even though Nangong Mo had super endurance, it was almost unbearable!
What to do if the wound really rots?Nangong is as indifferent as an ant on a hot pot, running around in a hurry...
Ordinary doctors can't see this kind of injury at all. If you want to heal it, you must find a doctor with excellent medical skills. Looking at the entire capital, the most powerful doctor is none other than Chen Taiyi, but he is a royal family doctor with an arrogant heart. It is not an easy task for him to heal his injuries when he is a human being...
"Duke Wu was seriously injured, and you were the one who broke into Prince Chuxuan's mansion to steal the fire bracelet!" Accompanied by an icy voice, Ouyang Shaoxian came out from behind the screen, his eyes were deep and his handsome face was icy cold.
Nangong Mo was startled, and quickly pulled up his clothes: "Ouyang Shaoxian, why are you here?" His eyes flickered slightly, and he instantly understood the cause and effect of the matter: "You deliberately arranged what happened today?"
"That's right!" At this point, Ouyang Shaoxian has no need to hide anything. Nangong Mo looks polite on the surface, but in fact he has an extreme temper. He hates other people's happiness and sweetness the most. In front of him is to lead him into the Zuiqing Tower.
If a person is injured, he can't drink alcohol. If Ouyang Shaoxian brought up the issue of drinking, it would be suspected of being a temptation, and Nangong Mo would definitely become suspicious. Therefore, the "coincidence" of Lu Haowen and Wang Xiangya came, making the temper careless, Wang Xiangya, who has nothing to do with these things, pointed out that everyone will only think that she is straight and can't hide her words, so naturally they will not be suspicious.
When the wine was on the table, Ouyang Shaoxian asked if Lu Haowen and Nangong Mo were injured. If Nangong Mo replied that they were injured, Ouyang Shaoxian and Lu Haowen would definitely continue to ask, and his injury would be exposed. In order to hide it, he had to The answers of Knocking Out Teeth and Xue Tun didn't hurt, it was equivalent to automatically getting into the trap that Ouyang Shaoxian set up for him...
"When did you start to doubt me?" After thinking through the cause and effect, Nangong Mo was furious and gritted his teeth. He knew that Ouyang Shaoxian was suspicious, so he found a reason to leave, and he would never ask for trouble to play with them This fool's game.
"When you harmed Lord Wu, I started to be suspicious, because your martial arts are too high. Looking at the entire capital, there are no more than five martial arts comparable to Xie Qingyang. After checking one by one, you are the most suspected!" Ouyang Shao Xian paused every word, and his voice was so cold that it made people feel like they were in an ice cellar in the twelfth lunar month.
(End of this chapter)
"Seventh Prince!" Murong Lin shyly said, "The Zhongyonghou's Mansion is on the left..." Nangong Mo stood still for a long time without speaking. Murong Lin thought he didn't know how to get to the Zhongyonghou's Mansion, so she reminded him.
Nangong Mo suddenly raised his head, the stern light in his eyes wished to swallow her alive, Murong Lin was shocked on the spot, it took him a long time to react, her body was trembling, and her voice was indistinct: "Seventh Prince... what's wrong with you..."
The sharp light in Nangong Mo's eyes disappeared in an instant, and he regained his politeness just now, and glanced at Murong Lin coldly: "I suddenly remembered that there are still very important things to do, I don't have time to see you off, you go back by yourself Bar!"
Turning around, Nangong Mo strode forward without turning his head. He was afraid that if he turned his head, he would not be able to help but kill Murong Lin. Murong Lin is Murong Yu's younger sister, Miss Zhongyonghoufu. Die, otherwise, things will go wrong, and he will be the one who is unlucky.
From childhood to adulthood, from Liyue Kingdom to Qingsong Kingdom, this is the first time Nangong Mo has seen such a stupid and idiot woman, she is so annoying, Nangong Mo even has some doubts, is she really Murong Yu's younger sister?
The personalities, tempers, and ways of doing things of the two are completely different.
As Nangong Mo left her, Murong Lin's chance of becoming a concubine gradually diminished, and she was secretly worried.
She wanted to catch up with him, say a few words to him, reveal the location of Zhongyonghou's mansion secretly, or try to find a chance for the two of them to get along alone, but when she thought of the cold light in Nangong Mo's eyes just now, Murong Lin shuddered. , How dare to chase him again, I kept comforting myself in my heart: The seventh prince of Liyue Kingdom is definitely a person who does great things, he may have thought of something troublesome, that's why he is so abnormal, I still wait patiently. In a few days, when the time comes, his anger will subside and his temper will recover.
After Nangong Mo walked into the teahouse, he went straight to the private room he often went to, with a gloomy expression.
In the private room, Xiao Er was cleaning. When she noticed someone coming in, she hurriedly turned around and greeted the guests with a smile: "Guest officer... the seventh prince..."
After seeing the person standing in front of him clearly, Xiao Er was stunned. Nangong Mo's life is very regular. He comes to the teahouse every few days and stays for an hour or two to leave. It has been like this for more than a month, but today is abnormal He came back after leaving, could something have happened?
Nangong Mo glanced at Xiao Er indifferently: "Go out and watch at the door, no one is allowed to come in without my order!"
Nangong Mo's indifferent tone carried an order tone that did not need to be questioned, Xiaoer did not dare to ask any more questions, and agreed, walked out of the room quickly, and closed the door behind him.
Nangong Mo checked the doors and windows carefully to make sure they were all closed. A look of pain suddenly appeared on his cold handsome face. He quickly pressed the switch on the wall, and a small hidden compartment opened automatically. There were all kinds of medicines in the dark compartment. .
After a few glances, Nangong Mo took out two small porcelain vases, closed the hidden compartment door, walked quickly to the table, put down the porcelain vases, and untied his shirt as quickly as possible with trembling hands. On his left shoulder, a deep The wound on his body was shocking, faint, with traces of decay.
Looking at the horrific wound, Nangong Mo's eyes flashed coldly. The wound on his left shoulder was thanks to Xie Qingyang. This sword pierced very deeply, almost hurting his veins. Although he used the best wound medicine, he wanted to It takes time to heal, not just a short while.
Pulling up his sleeves, there was also a wound on his arm, which was injured by Xuan Moju's organ. I don't know what Ouyang Shaoxian put on the sharp weapon. No matter what medicine he used, the wound never healed.
Bursts of scorching heat rose from the wound, like needle pricks. It was very uncomfortable, and the color of the wound gradually darkened. Nangong Mo was so anxious that he pulled out the medicine bottle and poured the whole bottle of medicine on the wound. His eyes were burning with anger, Murong Lin, that stupid and idiot woman, if she hadn't stared at her closely, she wouldn't have been forced to drink more than a dozen cups of Lihun. If she really died of rotting wounds, she would have to be her back.
The medicine was poured on the wound, not only did the burning pain not subside, but it became more and more intense. Even though Nangong Mo had super endurance, it was almost unbearable!
What to do if the wound really rots?Nangong is as indifferent as an ant on a hot pot, running around in a hurry...
Ordinary doctors can't see this kind of injury at all. If you want to heal it, you must find a doctor with excellent medical skills. Looking at the entire capital, the most powerful doctor is none other than Chen Taiyi, but he is a royal family doctor with an arrogant heart. It is not an easy task for him to heal his injuries when he is a human being...
"Duke Wu was seriously injured, and you were the one who broke into Prince Chuxuan's mansion to steal the fire bracelet!" Accompanied by an icy voice, Ouyang Shaoxian came out from behind the screen, his eyes were deep and his handsome face was icy cold.
Nangong Mo was startled, and quickly pulled up his clothes: "Ouyang Shaoxian, why are you here?" His eyes flickered slightly, and he instantly understood the cause and effect of the matter: "You deliberately arranged what happened today?"
"That's right!" At this point, Ouyang Shaoxian has no need to hide anything. Nangong Mo looks polite on the surface, but in fact he has an extreme temper. He hates other people's happiness and sweetness the most. In front of him is to lead him into the Zuiqing Tower.
If a person is injured, he can't drink alcohol. If Ouyang Shaoxian brought up the issue of drinking, it would be suspected of being a temptation, and Nangong Mo would definitely become suspicious. Therefore, the "coincidence" of Lu Haowen and Wang Xiangya came, making the temper careless, Wang Xiangya, who has nothing to do with these things, pointed out that everyone will only think that she is straight and can't hide her words, so naturally they will not be suspicious.
When the wine was on the table, Ouyang Shaoxian asked if Lu Haowen and Nangong Mo were injured. If Nangong Mo replied that they were injured, Ouyang Shaoxian and Lu Haowen would definitely continue to ask, and his injury would be exposed. In order to hide it, he had to The answers of Knocking Out Teeth and Xue Tun didn't hurt, it was equivalent to automatically getting into the trap that Ouyang Shaoxian set up for him...
"When did you start to doubt me?" After thinking through the cause and effect, Nangong Mo was furious and gritted his teeth. He knew that Ouyang Shaoxian was suspicious, so he found a reason to leave, and he would never ask for trouble to play with them This fool's game.
"When you harmed Lord Wu, I started to be suspicious, because your martial arts are too high. Looking at the entire capital, there are no more than five martial arts comparable to Xie Qingyang. After checking one by one, you are the most suspected!" Ouyang Shao Xian paused every word, and his voice was so cold that it made people feel like they were in an ice cellar in the twelfth lunar month.
(End of this chapter)
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