The Concubine's Conspiracy: Rebirth of the Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 618 Shui's soft son, accompany with life

The young man turned his head, but looked at the girl standing in front of the window and looking down: "Why don't we let Miss Shuirou go? Miss Shuirou is so beautiful, I think she can find out why Shangguan Mingyue appeared like this place? Is there any purpose?"

"As long as we find out that it has nothing to do with us, we can rest assured, right?" Judging by the way she stared intently, she should be happy to take on this task.

National beauty?

The slightly taller man frowned with an imperceptible sarcasm on his lips, what is national beauty?It's just a little girl of eleven or twelve years old, even if she looks good, how can she catch that person's eyes?Then Shangguan Mingyue's aura was extraordinary at first glance, if she was allowed to go?

How do you know if you have exposed your whereabouts even more?
He was about to object, but the girl suddenly lowered the window edge a little, turned around and let out a string of silver bell-like laughter: "Okay, Rou'er also wants to get acquainted with this young master Mingyue? There are many rumors about him in the rivers and lakes, but no one has ever seen his real face, Rou'er is also very curious. The two elder brothers will wait for news about Rou'er."

As soon as she said that, the girl walked out of the room gracefully.

"It's not my fault!"

Seeing the older man's face lowered slightly, the young man smiled helplessly: "Miss Rou'er is going voluntarily, why should the White Tiger envoy stop her? Qinglong knows the importance of this mission, so he will be cautious. For the sake of the master and the mission, I propose this to share the worries of the white tiger envoy, and we must work together to complete the errand that the master entrusts. Otherwise, Qinglong will not be the only one who will be punished."

"It's good that you know!" Bai Hu snorted coldly, turned around and sat at the table, picked up the wine brought in by Xiaoer and slowly tasted it, but his eyes kept falling on the slightly opened pane.

Downstairs, the man was drinking in silence.

He didn't seem to notice the several scrutinizing gazes coming from above his head, even the girl who was sitting opposite him didn't show any expression at all, as if there was nothing in front of him.

Take it completely as air.

Shui Rou didn't mind either, she sat down and frowned for the last moment, she smiled, picked up the jade pot by the table and wanted to pour wine for the man, but the man pulled her hand away and moved the wine glass away, her eyes finally It fell on the girl's face as if she had found it.

"Why, do you want to seduce this deity?" The man Qingyue's voice was very nice, but it was full of coldness, just like those extremely cold eyes, without the slightest emotion.

Only endless coldness!
"Your Majesty is really straightforward."

Shuirou was stunned for a moment but didn't show any twitching, instead the smile deepened: "Your Majesty's name is spread all over the Jianghu, everyone knows everyone, and Shuirou has heard of it for a long time, and she is curious and interested in such a celestial being as Master Mingyue." It doesn't seem strange to be admired? It's a pity that we have never been able to see each other, and today we can meet Your Majesty here, doesn't Your Majesty feel that this is also a kind of fate?"

Shui Shi Rou'er?Water, it's really an interesting surname.

But fate?

The man chuckled inwardly.

"Curiosity? Curious if the deity's appearance is as rumored?"

Rong Di sipped the wine in the glass with his red lips, and put down the glass: "If so, I advise you not to be curious. Those who want to spy on my appearance have all been turned into ashes. If you want to, this venerable I'm happy to do it for you." With endless coldness and killing intent in his voice, the man got up and left.

He never looked at the girl who called Shui Rou again.

Just before leaving, he glanced at the window edge upstairs, his eyes were cold. A few months ago, that young man appeared in Modi Palace in North Vietnam. Tianshu sent his portrait. Yang Gang is walking in front of the palace, he is also from Ci'an, he is, then the other two who appeared with him must also be, and these three suddenly appeared in the border town?
If you want to come, you will also go to Daqin.

It seems that Ci'an finally couldn't help but take some action, and the purpose of their trip, no need to guess, must have something to do with him and Wuyou, so I don't know what progress Tianshu Na has made?
Or was something wrong?
He was in the extreme north these days and had not received a summons, and if Tianshu was in the tiger's den, if there was nothing important to do, he would not send a summons easily, it would only increase their risk of exposure.Ci'an is so guarded against his own son, let alone the people around him?
It's not easy to gain her trust, it's a windfall to meet her here, but right now he doesn't have time to pay attention to these people.

Everything will be discussed after returning to Qindu.

"Shangguan Mingyue, Mr. Mingyue..."

Shui Rou watched the man disappear without blinking, got up and murmured the name in a low voice, but the watery eyes were full of autumn water, with a little obsession and extremely hot possessive desire.This powerful man is really as indifferent as the rumors say.

However, it was that indifference that attracted people's attention even more.

It made people involuntarily have a desire to conquer him.There has never been a person who has attracted her so much interest, and only such a man is worthy of standing by her side.

In the world of men, it is to conquer the world, but in the world of women, it is to conquer men. He successfully aroused the unprecedented desire to conquer in her heart.The number one son in the world, Shangguan Mingyue?One day, this girl will definitely let you bow down for me. At that time, this girl really wants to take off your mask.

Look at your face under that mask, is it really as rumored?

Gorgeous!

The skirt raised a melodious arc, and the girl turned back upstairs with a smile on her lips, but she didn't know that she never caught the man's eyes from the beginning to the end.

……

In the Wuyou Pavilion, Mo Han stood beside the couch with a beard and stubble, and there was a tall man lying on the couch, but it was none other than Han Zhuo, and another person standing beside the couch was You Lan, You Lan. Lan also held a strange closed funnel-shaped glass cup in his hand.

The opening at the bottom of the funnel of the glazed cup is in the shape of a small central cylinder with slight protrusions. The column is connected to a transparent intestine-like object, but bright red blood flows inside the object, flowing along the intestine. The object goes all the way down to a special needle tube connected to the other end.

But the needle was stuck in Han Zhuo's arm at this time.

Han Zhuo's arm has many black and blue dots, which are all pricked out by the thin needles of Zhongtong. They are thin but not thin, at least they are thicker than embroidery needles.Mo Han stood quietly the whole time, his blood-red eyes fixed on Han Zhuo to observe his reaction.

Seeing the pale face of Han Zhuo on the couch, he shivered faintly, he hastily pulled out the needle tube and sprinkled medicine on the blood gushing out of the needle hole, and punctured him a few times. Needle silver needle.After half a quarter, Han Zhuo's situation slowly calmed down.

"How about it, doctor Mo, you have made so many strange things, and you have been working on them for several days. Have you tried it? Is it working? Wuyou's health is getting worse and worse, and the time of coma is getting longer and longer. Too much, it won't help much if I feed her blood, you are a genius doctor, you can't even handle this matter, how can you be called a genius doctor? I think you might as well give up as soon as possible!"

Han Zhuo opened his eyes and wanted to ask, but there was another voice that was more urgent than him, it was better to complain than to ask, and it would be more appropriate to ask for guilt.At this time, Han Zhuo had no intention of haggling with Jun Jinglan, and this was exactly the question he wanted to ask.

A few days ago, Mo Han came to Wuyou Pavilion and talked with the mistress for a long time in the room. After he came out, he asked him to prepare a lot of strange things, saying that they would be helpful to the mistress. With the power of two tigers, all the people in Qianji Pavilion were rushed out overnight.

After that, he took all of them and painstakingly pricked them every day.Several days passed, but the mistress' body was getting weaker and weaker, but there was no progress for him.Seeing that the mistress was sleeping more and more every day, he was already anxious.

The girls in the Wuyou Pavilion even wiped their tears every day.

"Why are you arguing? Do you think I am willing?"

Mo Han put away the needle and yelled angrily, "This is not a trivial matter. If the test fails to produce a result, it may kill her sooner. You have all seen that I tried to give Han Zhuo blood just now, and he There is also an uncomfortable reaction in my body, if this reaction is reflected in my junior sister, there is no need to try again, she will definitely die, you are anxious, I am more anxious than you."

Nourishing blood with blood, sending other people's blood into the body of junior sister.

This is a bold method he came up with after discussing with his junior sister for a long time, because he had never tried it before and he also checked all the classics with his master. In theory, this is indeed feasible, so he It was only after thinking hard that they made such a set of utensils.

But there are great risks involved.

Just imagine, when blood drips to recognize relatives, if it weren't for the repulsion of the two bloods of relatives, the blood would never be fused together, so he went to Han Zhuo to take Gu Qingfeng's blood earlier, but the junior sister's His body actually reacted, if he hadn't just experimented carefully.

If I stopped in time, my junior sister would have died long ago.

He even once suspected that he and his junior sister were not related by blood, but the result of dripping blood was a fusion. He couldn't tell what the reason was, but it was definitely not simple. He experimented for many days just to find out the reason Change and law, how can it be so easy to do it in a short while?
For thousands of years, there have been cases of successful blood transfusion in ancient medical books, but such a blood supply has never appeared before. This is a brand new concept, and he has to verify it carefully, let alone gamble with his junior sister's life.But even after thinking about it, he couldn't figure out why?
Since blood can blend, why can't it be sent through blood vessels?

Is it that their idea is not feasible?Or, there are other reasons for this that he has not discovered?Why exactly, what went wrong?What went wrong?Where is the problem?
Mo Han rubbed his head, almost tearing his hair into a chicken coop.

Jun Jinglan looked at him, pondered for a moment, but suddenly lifted him up, his voice was extremely low, with a hint of determination: "I can't control that much, if this continues, it will be a disaster." She will die in a few days. Now you directly use my blood to give her, these days she drank a lot of my blood, our blood has long been mixed together, with my blood, it will definitely work."

"Then what if something goes wrong again? Can you afford to pay for her life?" Mo Han roared with the same anger and wanted to slap Jun Jinglan's hand away but failed. He also wanted to do that, but He didn't dare, he didn't dare to gamble with his junior sister's life.That bet was at the cost of my junior sister's life and death!

But he was sure of winning, but he didn't even have a single cent.

"If she dies, I will compensate her with my life, and I will die with her!" Jun Jinglan roared with a livid face, gritted his teeth, and slammed every word like a thunderbolt into the room and the opposite side. Both men stared at him blankly.

His Majesty Beidi's chest was heaving violently. He took a deep breath and couldn't suppress the anger in his chest: "Even if you don't do this now, how many days can she last at most? Tell me yourself, how many days can she last? Mo The miracle doctor, you said yourself, she can last for a few days, why didn't you say it?"

"I don't know what she wants to do, and what are you hiding from me, but she is determined to continue, so I will accompany her to gamble, betting with a half chance of winning or losing, whether it is losing or winning, or Life or death, I will accompany her!"

Mo Han remained silent, staring blankly at the man who was tugging at his skirt, the man's voice and words kept echoing in his ears, no matter whether he lost or won, whether he was alive or dead, he was always by his side?

The person in front of him is the majestic, most noble, and supreme emperor of Beiyue!

But are you willing to accompany you with your life for the sake of your junior sister?
(End of this chapter)