Poison Doctor Supreme: Ghost Emperor's favorite concubine

Chapter 1149 Funny Talk
After hearing this, everyone rose up and set up the demon slaying corps, preparing to seek revenge against Donghuangjin. With the Cangyuan Sect as the leader, the Cangyuan Royal Family and various sects, aristocratic families, and forces all joined.

Gong Qingying didn't say a word, after all, the matter of Nian Xinhun and Xiao Jindan was bigger than heaven, and she knew well that the bloodbath of the Zongheng family that night was the fault of the Nian brothers.

But since she loves Nian Xinsoul so much, she must tolerate him without a bottom line. When he is injured, she heals him. If he kills, she will use the knife. If his secret is revealed, she will help him destroy the body and wipe out the traces.

Seeing that Gong Qingying remained calm, Goshawk knit his eyebrows into a river.

The Zongheng family was obviously bloodbathed by the Baiyi Grandmaster and the Nian brothers, but was framed by the Baiyi Grandmaster to Donghuangjin.

Both Zong Yunqing and Ye Nankai could testify about this matter, but now that Gong Qingying is under control, Goshawk dared not summon the two of them out, fearing that she would directly silence them, so he had to find another opportunity to clarify.

After Gong Xuanzi and Yin Ziyao got married, only Gong Qingying, Gosying and others were left in the palace of the genius doctor.

Goshawk will lead all the shadow puppets who are refining the elixir to the nine-fold pagoda, and the empty palace is suddenly full of people coming and going, and it is very lively.

Gong Qingying asked the deacon elders, Gong Yi, Gong Er, etc. to transfer Hongcheng's business to the Cangyuan Imperial Capital, and at the same time contact Gong Xi and the seventeen generals of the hidden pile palace far away in Nanyue Kingdom, and the business of the Gong family continued to expand.

After everything was arranged properly, Gong Qingying asked Goshawk and Xiaokui to prepare to go to Xieyunzong in Dongzhou.

The matter of Nian Xinhun dragged on for three full months, and Gong Qingying couldn't take it anymore. No matter whether the little golden egg broke out of its shell or not, she had to go to Xieyunzong to move the lotus pond into the Jiuyou holy pond.

Today, on the way to Beiyu.

Gong Qingying happened to meet a caravan in the station, and the men and women of the caravan always looked at her, which made her very uncomfortable.

Gong Qingying got up and walked towards the backyard, followed by a middle-aged woman in a Chinese caravan.

Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, Gong Qingying clasped her hands behind her back, pressed her against the wooden wall, and asked coldly, "Who the hell are you? Why do you keep looking at me and deliberately follow me?"

"Madam, don't get me wrong, we met before!" The middle-aged woman obviously didn't expect Gong Qingying to detain her, she explained in a trembling voice: "It was the last time you quarreled with your husband!"

"Nonsense! I've never met you, and I don't have a husband!" Gong Qingying no longer remembered what happened that day, and when the middle-aged woman mentioned it, her first reaction was that it was a joke.

"This, how is this possible? That day, he went to an underground casino to lose all his money and was caught by you, and you still held his ears. He knelt down and begged you for mercy in a moment of impatience. Later, after our persuasion, you cooperated with him. It’s as good as ever! Madame, don’t you really remember?”

"I don't remember!" Gong Qingying let go of the middle-aged woman's wrist. The other party was only a junior martial artist, and she didn't seem to be lying: "Tell me the details of that day again!"

The middle-aged woman told what happened that day from beginning to end, Gong Qingying didn't have the slightest impression, so she even drew a purple back view of Gong Qingying.

Gong Qingying's purple back was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but also as if he had never seen it before.

The middle-aged woman also mentioned that he was wearing a purple feather goblet at that time, which was the most expensive and famous Xuan-rank men's robe in the Cangyuan Imperial Capital.

Although they didn't see his front face, they could tell from his back and voice that he was gentle and refined, had an extraordinary temperament, and loved her very much. Otherwise, he wouldn't have knelt down to her and begged for mercy in front of dozens of people.

After leaving the post station, Gong Qingying held the portrait of the purple back and sat in the carriage thinking hard, but she still couldn't remember who this person was?
　The novel will end soon, so everyone has been waiting for a long time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)