After I was reborn, I divorced my husband

Chapter 169
When Mu Lingyue stretched out her hand to scratch her face, she saw red dots all over the back of her hand.

She herself was taken aback and hurriedly opened her sleeves. . .The white and tender arms like lotus roots are also covered with red spots.

She froze. . .He reached out and touched his face, red spots appeared on his hands, that face. . .

Looking at Mo Nu's shocked expression, her expression became ugly.

"How does it taste?"

Lan Qingyue sat up slowly, walked in front of her with graceful steps, sighed lightly, with a regretful expression on her face, "What will you do on the day of your wedding..."

Mu Lingyue couldn't care less about talking, her whole body was itching like hell, she reached out and scratched her face.

Lan Qingyue grabbed her hand and smiled frivolously, "If this face is scratched again, no one will want it."

"Your Highness, be careful, don't get infected."

Seeing Lan Qingyue holding Mu Lingyue's hand, Mo Nu worried.

Lan Qingyue didn't care at all, she held her hand tightly, and said lazily, "Next time, if you want to plot against me, use a smarter method, don't let me see it at a glance, then It's really boring."

He is allergic to the scent of stinky peonies.

No matter how much she used other scents to cover it up, he could still smell it.

Seeing her ugly smiling face covered in red spots, Lan Qingyue was in an inexplicably good mood.

It seems that it was right to save this little girl back then. .

At least, she can still act as a pistachio, making his life less boring.

turn out to be. . .He knew it early on. . .

Mu Lingyue was blowing her beard and staring in anger, but who could be blamed for this.

She has a deep understanding of the profound meaning of the word self-inflicted.

Mo Nu sent Mu Lingyue back to Dongfang Wuye Mansion.

Before leaving, he threw a box to her, saying that rubbing it could eliminate the red spots on her body.

Mu Lingyue couldn't fall asleep after a tossing the night.

Early the next morning, Zi Yan knocked on her door.

"Sister Lingyue, I'm sorry... in order to understand the poison on Ziyan, I made you suffer."

Zi Yan stood in front of her with teary eyes, drank blood for several days, her complexion improved a lot, at least, there was no trace of blood on her face that was no longer pale.

She held a bowl of soup in her hand, and it was still steaming, "Sister Lingyue, this is the tonic soup that Zi Yan made herself, drink it while it's hot."

Mu Lingyue was most afraid of her crying, and whenever she saw her red eyes, she would get a headache.

Once Ziyan started to cry, it was useless, she had to be coaxed for a long time, like a person made of water, shed tears at every turn.

She nodded hurriedly, she was already a little sick when she smelled the tonic soup, so she took it and drank it all in one gulp.

"Sister Lingyue, is it good?"

"Um..."

She nodded, she drank it so fast, in fact, she didn't even know what the tonic soup tasted like.

However, Zi Yan was able to cook soup for her by herself, and her heart is still commendable.

"Sister Lingyue, aren't you afraid that I'll put medicine in the soup?"

Mu Lingyue was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, it was really strange for her to ask this question.

How could she suspect that she drugged the soup.

She has no enmity with her.

"Silly girl, why are you giving me medicine?"

"Your question is so strange... If you give medicine, of course it is to harm you."

Ziyan's soft and beautiful voice suddenly became cold, and accompanied by her sneer, it reached Mu Lingyue's ears.

"Zi Yan, you..."

(End of this chapter)