The queen's wife hunts dragons

Chapter 291 The Ointment Is So Familiar

The atmosphere in the carriage gradually heated up, and when Mo Shisheng was about to suffocate, Ming Beiya finally let her go.

Mo Shisheng's whole body collapsed into a pool of spring water, lazily nestling in Ming Beiya's arms, unable to move.

Ming Beiya adjusted Mo Shisheng to a more comfortable position, then raised her left arm, and gently unwrapped her bandage, then wiped it clean with a clean handkerchief, and took it out from his arms. Behind a white jade porcelain bottle, dig out the translucent plaster inside and apply it gently on her wound.

There was no tingling feeling at all, and the ointment still had a faint fragrance. Mo Shisheng only thought the smell was very familiar, so he squinted his eyes lazily and asked softly, "The smell of this ointment is so familiar."

Ming Beiya's body stiffened slightly for a moment, and when he turned his head, his eyes fell on Mo Shisheng's small face and looked carefully, and finally with a flash of disappointment in his eyes, he slowly withdrew his gaze.

Mo Shisheng didn't notice Ming Beiya's strangeness, and focused all his attention on the ointment. When Ming Beiya wrapped the bandage for her, the comfortable movements made Mo Shisheng drowsy.

She buried her little face deeply in Ming Beiya's arms, and then fell into a drowsy sleep.

After treating Mo Shisheng's wound well, the sound of even breathing came from his ear, and the man stared down at Mo Shisheng's fair and tender side face.

When Mo Shisheng said that the ointment tasted familiar just now, he almost thought that Mo Shisheng was that little girl, the girl who could control all beasts.

The girl who was his deadly rival...

But Mo Shisheng is not, since that girl was born, a flirtatious manjusawa bloomed on the left side of her face, spreading from the corner of her eyes to her neck, and into her clothes...

Looking at the blood-red tear mole under the corner of Mo Shisheng's eye for a long time, he felt that the tear mole seemed to be bigger and redder, but there was not much change. Ming Beiya thought it was his own illusion. After covering Mo Shisheng with a thin quilt, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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Underground King City.

It was at noon that Li Ji learned that Mo Shisheng had left here.

Standing in the empty Chenghuan Hall, the girl's beautiful and delicate face appeared in her mind, as well as the scene when she teased herself with a frivolous tone.

Faced with such an empty and lifeless palace for a moment, Li Ji felt a sense of loneliness welling up in her heart.

When she came out of the Chenghuan Palace, she saw the lotus pods in the lotus pond blooming just right, and thinking of Mo Shisheng's appearance that she was almost drooling over the lotus pods that day, Li Ji walked towards the lotus pond.

When approaching the lotus pond, she found that a small part of the pond was stained crimson with blood, so she quickened her pace and walked to the gazebo. Sure enough, there was a man sitting there, just a back view was enough to make Li Ji fall in love with him.

Li Ji walked over slowly and squatted in front of Mingqian Cheng, carefully putting her tender white fingers with scarlet nails into the man's big palm.

His big palm was very cold, like a piece of ice, and it showed no sign of warming up in this hot summer.

"Who has offended master again?" Li Ji's voice was soft, with a touch of coquettish anger.

Mingqian Cheng tightened Li Ji's big palm suddenly, and the strong Li Ji pursed her lips lightly, but did not dare to cry out.

Seeing this, Mingqian Cheng felt a sense of irritability in his heart, and sneered, "Li Ji, what is the fate of betraying the Lord?"

(End of this chapter)