Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 854

Ping Lehou was already terminally ill, his expression was in a trance.

If it weren't for the strong willpower, he would have lost his mind like those who had the plague, his eyes were dull, and he was like a fool.

Ping Lehou lay on the bed, looking at the roof.

As a concubine, he grew up in the backyard and saw many schemes and dirty things.

As of now, there is still nothing to understand.

He was calculated.

There was an answer vaguely in his heart, but he couldn't believe it after all.

The dim room was suddenly illuminated by beams of light, and he turned his head to look at the door. Since the princess left last time, no one dared to open the door without authorization.

He frowned and looked at the person at the door.

Two people, one tall and one petite.

With their backs to the light, their faces could not be seen clearly.

He didn't see clearly until the tall figure approached.

He knows this person, his name is Jing Yun, he is the subordinate that Mo Aotian recruited recently.

He couldn't help but think of Mu Yilai, if Mu Yi is still alive, does Mu Yi have a better plan, or this person is better?
"So it was Mo Aotian who wanted to kill me?" His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like a cracked smoky voice.

Jingyun took out the handkerchief in his sleeve, covered his nose and mouth slightly, and then said: "It is indeed Mo Aotian's plan, Ping Lehou is against the first assistant, that is, against him, how can we keep you? Let's talk , if Pinglehou dies, everything that Pinglehou has accumulated over the years will fall into his hands and be used by him. If I were Mo Aotian, I would also get rid of you."

"What disease did I get, or what poison did he poison me?" What Ping Lehou couldn't figure out was how he was poisoned because the things he imported were strictly inspected.

"The plague in Liaocheng."

Hearing this, Ping Lehou's eyes became a little lax, originally he was thinking that if it was poisonous, there might be an antidote, he could trade with Mo Aotian, maybe he might not die just like that.

However, if it is a plague, I am afraid that there is no salvation.

"What did you come here to see me die, so you can go back and report to him?" Ping Lehou asked sarcastically.

Jingyun shook his head and glanced behind him.

The petite figure walked into the room, pinched his nose, his eyes were wet and full of grievances, "This smell is not good at all, and it is even worse if the doors and windows are closed and there is no ventilation."

She stood at the door for a long time, just to let the wind outside the door blow in and dissipate the smell inside, but after blowing for a long time, Jing Yun and Ping Lehou also talked for a long time, but the smell in the room was still so strong, the rotten smell was like Spoiled dead fish.

Jingyun handed over a piece of handkerchief, the blue shading pattern, the handkerchief with Xiangyun embroidered patterns, exactly the same as the handkerchief that Jingyun was covering her mouth and nose at the moment, Shen Tian stretched out her hand to take it, and when covering her mouth and nose, she heard something Sandalwood, cut off the smell in the house.

Obviously this veil was prepared and smoked in advance.

Shen Tian didn't appreciate him, but her eyes became more sad.

This guy is bad enough, he prepared it long ago, but deliberately didn't take it out, he had to wait for himself to be stinky before taking it out.

"Who are you?" Ping Lehou's eyes were heavy.

At this moment, Ping Lehou has long lost his once handsome face. At this moment, his skin is gray and white, his eyes are sunken, with deep dark circles, his lips are dry and cracked, his nose has large pores, his forehead is dark, and his forehead is deeply wrinkled.

No one would have thought that Ping Lehou, who had once bewitched the emperor's only princess with his good looks, would turn into such a disheveled and miserable appearance when he was dying of illness. Moreover, no one cared about him in the entire Marquis Mansion, as if he had been forgotten in this place. Courtyard.

With a stern face, Shen Tian said in the mysterious and unpredictable tone of an expert outside the world: "You look more miserable than the old emperor who was dying of illness. I can save him, and I can save you. It depends on what you use. traded with me."

(End of this chapter)