The tyrant's petite group is squeamish again

Chapter 662 662 is very cool!

Bai Mo bit his lip in fright, not daring to make any sound.

It would be too embarrassing if Pearl and the others heard about it~
"No order, don't come in!" Si Yumin said loudly, wrapping the little princess' ankles.

The sound of the clinking bracelets resounded again.

Bai Mo felt ashamed to meet people, and hurriedly reached out to cover his eyes, but was pulled away by Si Yumin and fixed to the side.

Before getting married, Si Yumin had clearly built this new carriage.

After his design, this carriage is different, divided into inner and outer compartments.

Right now, he and Bai Mo are in the inner compartment, while Shui Ling, Pearl and Feng Wu are in the outer compartment.

At this time, the inner compartment was getting hotter and hotter, but the pearl in the outer compartment was getting more and more sad.

She propped her head and stared at the inner compartment.

Feng Wu took out an oil-paper bag from his arms, opened it and handed it to Zhenzhu, "Pearl, this is a candied fruit from Liang's shop, you can try it quickly."

Pearl was not in the mood to eat at all, and just wanted to hear her own girl call her to serve inside.

"Your Highness and Concubine Wang just got married, everything is normal, what are you worried about?" Feng Wu still held up the candied fruit.

Pearl glared at Feng Wu, "What do you know? Our girl is still so young!"

Feng Wu quickly nodded: "Yes, you are right! I will definitely find a chance to remonstrate, and advise Your Highness to take it easy!"

Seeing that Feng Wu's words are serious, Pearl believes Feng Wu's for the time being.

"Mo Mo, look at me..." Si Yumin's voice was full of affection, and he gently combed the little princess's soft black hair with a hand-made comb.

Bai Mo's phoenix eyes were drunk.

In confusion, he saw Si Yumin's black hair slipping off his fair shoulders one by one, and falling on her face one by one.

There was no wind, but his black hair seemed to be blown by the wind, dangling rhythmically in front of Bai Mo's eyes.

On the wedding day, they were in the closet.

There was no light in the closet, and it was even darker at night.

Therefore, Si Yumin only heard the clinking of the bracelets, and her cat-like voice.

Later in the tub, the little princess was so tired that she could barely open her eyes, and last night was also in the dark...

Therefore, Si Yumin saw the expression of the little princess clearly for the first time.

Like the most bewitching apple, like the most intoxicating fine wine, it made his heart beat faster and made him even more unable to control himself...

Bai Mo cried and suffered like a cat.

Si Yumin pecked away her tears distressedly, but the distress was the distress, but it was separated from the behavior.

If Bai Mo knew that this would be the result, she wouldn't have moved up to his ear and bit some ghost just now just to make him happy.

Is it bad to say it out loud?I have to engage in some fun|fun, and I have brought myself in.

On one side, Bai Mo was suffering from "discomfort" with grievances, and on the other side, Si Zhongli was about to feel uncomfortable.

After he ate Bai Mojing's tea and left Zhaoyang Palace, the red mark of Bai Mo lingered in his mind.

Passing through Baoxia, he saw a court lady who was about the same stature as Bai Mo, and dragged Baoxia directly, tearing off her palace attire.

After a bit of gnawing, he untied the belt hook, and then hurriedly took out the crime tools, and when he was about to turn the court lady into an insignificant woman in his hands, there was a sound of drumming in his stomach.

Immediately afterwards, he felt as if someone was stirring his stomach with a stick.

"Puff puff..." The gas burst out from behind the chrysanthemum continuously.

How could he have the strength to do anything to the maid when he was in so much pain?Sitting softly on the ground, covering his stomach with one hand and the chrysanthemum with the other, he exhausted all his strength and said to the maid with difficulty: "Quickly, let Fei Peng pass on the imperial physician, and prepare to come over..."

But the maid was quite frightened, and now she didn't react at all when she heard what Si Zhongli said.

It was Fei Peng who heard something was wrong inside, rushed in, supported Si Zhongli and asked, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Si Zhongli endured the pain by force, "Look for the imperial doctor..." Bring the Gong bucket.

Before he finished the following words, his chrysanthemum was broken by the golden juice that turned into a flood, and the urine also rushed out along with the golden juice.

For a while, Baoxia was filled with the smell of urine and golden juice.

Fei Peng was so smoked that last night's meal rushed out of his stomach, and when he was about to spit it out, he swallowed it back with an abrupt "uh".

After all, this is his master, no matter how stinky his master's gold juice is, it is still fragrant, so he can't spit it out even if he is beaten to death.

He stabilized his mind, and then asked another hidden guard to go to the palace maid and eunuch to prepare the pail, bath soup and change of clothes, etc., as well as the imperial physician.

Unexpectedly, the imperial physician came to show Si Zhongli, but he couldn't stop the diarrhea immediately.

It wasn't until Si Zhongli almost pulled out his intestines that the diarrhea stopped, and he was so collapsed that he could barely open his eyes.

"Doctor, what's going on?" Fei Peng asked.

The imperial doctor replied: "Your Highness should have been given a laxative, and it is a super-effective one. Otherwise, it is impossible for me to be unable to cure it."

"His Royal Highness's food is eaten only after the eunuch tastes it. The eunuchs are fine, so how could His Highness have diarrhea..." Fei Peng suddenly remembered Bai Mojing's tea.

This is the only eunuch who has never tasted poison.

Fei Peng looked at Si Zhongli, wanting to say something, but saw Si Zhongli waved his hand, telling the imperial physician to leave.

After the imperial physician left, Fei Peng looked at Si Zhongli, "His Royal Highness, you also guessed that it was the Third Princess, right? She has hurt you like this, don't you want to pursue it?"

"Evidence?" Si Zhongli asked.

Fei Peng: "Subordinates go and investigate."

Si Zhongli frowned, "Stupid! At that time, she was the one who presented the tea and didn't prepare it. How many hands did it go through before it was prepared? In the end, a non-existent murderer may emerge at any time. So, why waste it? Time to check this out?"

"The subordinate is stupid." Fei Peng said on his lips, but he had already seen through his master in his heart.

After all, the master likes to play those heavy-tasting things so much, maybe he feels very happy because of being poisoned and tortured by the third concubine at this moment!

Not to mention, Fei Peng really knows Si Zhongli quite well.

Si Zhongli's pale lips curled slightly, and he said in a low voice, "You like playing these things so much, don't you? I will definitely accompany you to the end!"

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The carriage stopped slowly, and Feng Wu wondered whether he should tell Si Yumin that he was home.

At this time, the carriage was bouncing rapidly for a while, and stroke five, Zhuzhu and Shui Ling seemed to hear the sound of Bai Mo's wounded cat.

Feng Wu was silent, he seemed to know something extraordinary...

After a long while, the door of the inner compartment finally opened.

Feng Wu saw Si Yumin coming out holding the white ink covered by the cloak, and quickly got off the carriage.

Pearl hurriedly followed, opening and closing her lips, wanting to say "don't go too far" to Si Yumin, but she didn't dare to say it in the end.

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There is another update, maybe an hour later, let's see it tomorrow
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