The prince is sick: it is too enchanting to marry the princess

Chapter 609 The Weird Sound of the Flute

Nangongyan's eyes were cold, and he said mockingly: "What's wrong with Princess Qianlong? First, she tried to use a love potion to confirm her relationship with me, and then she planned to use Bingchan in her hand and Dongcheng's gang to force her to marry her." I submit, your wishful thinking is quite good, what is wrong?"

After being told by Nangongyan, Mo Qianlong felt as if he had returned to the shame of being naked and exposing everything in front of others from yesterday.

Mo Qianlong almost didn't hold back, just gritted his teeth, and kowtowed heavily: "It's Qianlong who made a mistake, and shouldn't have used those thoughts on the emperor, so I ask the emperor to raise your hand and forgive Qianlong ignorance."

Seeing the anger in her eyes now, Nan Gongyan was on the verge of chopping her into several knots.

Rong Sheng was also dumbfounded listening to it, but he was really thick-skinned, unprecedented and unprecedented.After doing such a thing, he dared to ask for forgiveness.

But such a woman can even disregard her own reputation, such things as face are too extravagant for her, so don't worry about it.

Today, those who hate people always come to him one by one, Ji Qingxue felt a little boring, so he leaned softly on Nangongyan's body.

Nan Gongyan immediately hugged her gently in his arms, and he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with Ah Xue?"

Ji Qingxue shook her head lightly: "That's not true, I just feel a little tired."

"Well, then I'll carry you in to rest for a while."

After Nangongyan finished speaking, he hugged Ji Qingxue and walked towards the inner room. He had just taken two steps when he suddenly turned his head and stared at Mo Qianlong sharply: "Take your people and get lost tomorrow!"

Looking at Nangongyan's back, a trace of resentment flashed in Mo Qianlong's eyes, Nangongyan was forced by you, so don't blame me when the time comes.

Rong Sheng walked around her a few times, shaking his head with regret: "You say you, why are you so hard to think about it? Brother Nangong only has little master in his eyes, why do you insist on hanging him from this tree?"

"I guess it's none of your business."

Mo Qianlong's face was gloomy, and he wanted to stand up, but was pushed back to the ground by Rong Sheng's palm.

"It's none of my business? You're wrong. The little master's business is my business."

His face was still smiling, and he looked like a harmless young man, but he was no longer the same face as before.

Rong Sheng said in a deep voice: "Princess Qianlong, right? Face is a good thing. I still hope you can ask for it. Especially if people don't even want to look at you more, why do you want to humiliate yourself?"

Mo Qianlong felt resentful in her heart, she suddenly raised her head, but was startled by her cold gaze.

Rong Sheng's voice was getting lower and lower, but there was still a smile on his face: "If you are smart, pack up your things and get out of Dayan! If you dare to make trouble again and make little master unhappy, I will not hesitate of……"

Rong Sheng approached and said word by word: "Kill you!"

After finishing speaking, Rong Sheng strode out of the Phoenix Palace, staying with such a person, Rong Sheng felt disgusted.

The little master suffered so much and finally came back. Even if Nan Gongyan didn't speak up, he wouldn't let this woman, Mo Qianlong, stir up trouble here.

It was only this year that Rong Sheng gradually understood what Master said back then, he said that to practice medicine to help the world, it is not enough to have a heart of kindness, sometimes there must be a decisive and ruthless heart.

Some people kill when they want to kill, and behead when they want to behead.Because it is also a way of healing.

Practitioners of medicine hang pots to help the world, first to cure evil diseases, then to cure people's hearts, and finally to govern the country.

In the year of traveling abroad, he has been to many places, saved many people, and killed many people.

Of course, he didn't have a single soul who died in vain, all he killed were people who deserved to die.

He also understood his mission of practicing medicine better. The one-year experience made him a little less cowardly and a little more decisive.

Rong Sheng narrowed his eyes, hoping that Mo Qianlong could still understand people's words, otherwise he couldn't be blamed for attacking women.

In the end, Mo Qianlong slowly returned to her residence. She sat in the room and sneered: "Nangongyan, you want me to go? It's impossible. Hmph, I beg you not to let me down like this, then don't blame me for not doing it. You're welcome."

In the dead of night, Ji Qingxue woke up from her sleep. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a flute.

Ji Qingxue's eyes were a little dazed, but she felt that the sound of the flute was very familiar, and then she got out of bed and walked slowly outside the house.

Following the sound of the flute, Ji Qingxue walked all the way to the Thousand Carp Pond, and through the moonlight she saw a person standing there.

Mo Qianlong turned around slowly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You are here."

Only then did Ji Qingxue suddenly come to her senses, how could she be here?She only remembered that she seemed to hear a flute, and then got out of bed, and when she woke up, the person was already here.

Ji Qingxue's face darkened slightly: "Mo Qianlong, what is your plan?"

In fact, she wanted to ask the sound of the flute, why she was so familiar with it?Hearing it, he would come here involuntarily.

Mo Qianlong sneered: "Your Majesty, please don't misunderstand me. I don't mean anything malicious. I just heard that Your Majesty has lost her memory. I happen to have a way to remind you of the past."

After finishing speaking, Mo Qianlong started playing the flute again. Although the sound of the flute was the same song that Ji Qingxue heard just now, it made Ji Qingxue feel that there was something different.

This time, Mo Qianlong used some internal strength, the more Ji Qingxue listened to this song, the more confused her mind became, the flute sound became more and more urgent, and Ji Qingxue's face became more and more ugly.

In the end, she actually covered her ears and roared angrily, "Stop blowing!"

Seeing that playing this song was really useful, Mo Qianlong was overjoyed, thinking that the person really didn't deceive him.

Mo Qianlong was even more proud. She pointed to Ji Qingxue and said, "Aren't you high above, aren't you quite proud? Why are you so useless now?"

Ji Qingxue's forehead broke out in cold sweat, and many pictures kept flashing in her mind, as if something was squeezing her head, and she was scrambling to get out.

She felt like thousands of needles were pricking her head.

The more Ji Qingxue suffered, the happier Mo Qianlong was.

"Ah!" Ji Qingxue covered her head with her hands, her headache was about to split!
Yingxuan flew down from the rockery behind, snatched the flute from Mo Qianlong's hand, and kicked him into the Thousand Carp Pond without saying a word.

Yingxuan anxiously helped Ji Qingxue up: "Mistress! Mistress, are you okay!"

Ji Qingxue whispered: "It hurts! It hurts!"

Seeing this, Nan Gongyan, who came back later, immediately ran to her side.

"Axue, what's wrong with Axue?" Nan Gongyan said anxiously, he just went back to Ziwei Palace in the middle of the night, how could the well-behaved Axue become like this.

Ji Qingxue unconsciously grasped the skirt of his clothes, and cried out in pain: "It hurts, it hurts so much!"

Nangongyan gritted his teeth, and hugged Ji Qingxue: "Yingxuan, hurry up and ask Rongsheng to come over!"

And Mo Qianlong, who was thumping in the pool at the moment, was full of madness in his eyes, Ji Qingxue's final winner was still me, me!
(End of this chapter)