The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Miss Crappy

Chapter 223
"Forgive, forgive me."

"Xiaoxiao, Zhen..." In the middle of speaking, he suddenly bent down and supported himself with his hands on the table, as if in pain.

Mu Zixiao quickly let go of the imperial physician to help him, very worried: "How are you doing?"

Murong Feng coughed twice, and sternly said to the imperial physician, "Get out of here."

When the imperial physician heard it as if he had received an amnesty, he kowtowed repeatedly: "The old minister thanked the emperor for his kindness, and the old minister resigned."

"What kind of poison is this? He's gone too far, it's too hateful." Mu Zixiao was really angry, and all the shit pots were pinned on Xuanyuanlie's head at once, God knows how wronged he was.

"Maybe I'll be fine if I take a break, or maybe it's just a kid playing around, don't take it to heart, I don't blame you, nor the kid."

Murong Feng seemed to be very magnanimous and understood righteousness, but the more he was like this, the more anger and anger in her heart grew, and she also had a trace of suspicion, could it be that he took advantage of the opportunity to play tricks?But the final result was, how could there be such a coincidence that he could figure out that Xiaobai would prescribe the medicine?

Unscrupulous means are often the means Murong Feng is most accustomed to. In order to keep her and get her, he is already doing everything at this moment, even if he is a villain.

"You wait for me, I will bring you back the antidote."

Her face was so gloomy that it seemed to be covered with haze, she turned around and left after speaking, listening to the wind-like footsteps, a cold light flickered in his eyes, if it wasn't because Xuanyuan Lie had ambushed hundreds of thousands of troops, He had already taken him down.

The wind is blowing, the sun and the moon have nothing to do, a storm is destined to come tonight, sweeping away the wound, blowing away the past.

The red gauze curtain is graceful and swaying, the window is open, and the steps illuminated by the candlelight are dim, seductive, and bloodthirsty.

Mu Zixiao stood outside, looking inside, far away, her heart was already pumping fiercely.

are they in thereall there?Is it her that stepped on?
Hehe, she was laughing at herself mockingly. Isn't the clothes flying around the room enough to explain everything?At the moment of spring night, do you want to tell the whole world crazily?Is the window open just to wait for myself to come and ask for the antidote to show myself?
She clenched her fists tightly, her black silk fluttering in the strong wind, and her golden robe was fluttering, like a raging phoenix flapping its wings to devour and incinerate everything.

The wind is blowing, the people on the bridge are swaying, the rain is gurgling, and the tears of the beauty are turning into clear pearls.

This is a sentence she heard from her grandmother's song when she was a child. At that time, she was very young and didn't know what it meant.After becoming an adult tool, she didn't understand what it meant, but now, it seemed to make her understand it deeply.

A piece of tulle was blown from that window, passing her eyes lightly, but it was like a sharp knife, cutting her once, holding it in her hand, there was endless chill in her eyes.

Tears were left behind, she smiled, waved her hand, and rags bloomed all over the world, she turned around, not wanting to take another look.

"Xiao Mu, why can't you just be Xiao Mu all the time?" He muttered to himself as he stepped on the road, heartbroken no matter what, he couldn't stick together anymore.

"Haha... why did you hurt me so deeply?" He was crying and laughing, since when?Will the Fifth Prince cry?Or really drunk?

The room was full of Murong Feng's broken clothes. It was the coat she took off and was torn by Xiaobai when he threw her on the ground and drove her out. Throwing it there, gritted her teeth and left, she didn't believe that she lost so easily.

(End of this chapter)