Loser Princess Defies Heaven

When Gu Mian opened his eyes, it had been more than two hours, and his consciousness was confused, and he blurted out a word:

"Cold..."

When Mo Qingge heard the sound, he covered him with silk and said, "Uncle Huang, are you awake?"

When he opened his pupils, Gu felt that there was a fire beside him, and his body was covered with brocade and silk.

He remembers lying in the arms of a girl before he fell into a coma.

"Cold..." thin lips light open, he slightly moved throat, some dry.

Mo Qingge gathered the brocade and silk for him and asked, "is it better now?"

Looking at her thoughtfully, Gu peimo's deep ink eyes moved her lips, stretched out her hand and pulled the corner of her dress, saying: "Song Er, I'm cold..."

That pathetic tone, almost said directly, come and hug me!

Such an obvious hint, Mo Qingge naturally understood and held it up.

Last time, last time!

Gu Mian ink lips slightly hook, satisfied with a smile.

"Is it still cold?" Mo Qingge asked in a low voice.

"Well... Cold." Gu felt ink words fall, also went to her arms to drill, in the heart a burst of secretly happy, "if the song son kisses me, perhaps will be better."

It's going to take an inch!

The proud and pitiful appearance was not related to the spirited, cold and cruel demon Emperor just now.

I'll beat you to death!

But Mo Qingge still stifles his anger and kisses him on the side of his face.

OK, she'll bear it again!

A slight kiss, however, made him feel elated and in a good mood for a moment.

"Uncle Huang, you have worried me for a long time." Mo Qingge quickly changed the topic, "I thought..."

Gu Mian ink thin lips light open, tone is still a little weak: "Song Er, thank you, tonight without you, i... can't survive."

This sentence, is from the heart, sounds, inexplicable also some god hurt.

If he didn't have the girl's temperature, he would have died here.

"I didn't do anything. I just fed you some pills." Mo Qingge heartless smile, "you're OK."

"No, you saved uncle Huang's life. According to Uncle Huang's clan rules, uncle Huang... Should promise each other." His tone was light, half joking and half serious.

"Ha ha, the clan rules on your side are really open." Mo Qingge smiles awkwardly and politely refuses.

By example? She can't afford such a big gift!

"Ge'er, would you like to go back with Uncle Huang?" Gu Mo looked at her eyes and asked.

Mo Qingge knows that he doesn't mean to go back to the palace with him.

So she said casually, "this matter needs to be considered in the long run. Let's talk about it later."

Seeing that she didn't refuse, Gu Mian Mo was secretly pleased.

If Ge'er is willing to go back to the world with him, he will give all the best to this girl.

"Uncle Huang, who is so vicious to give you such poison?" At the right time, Mo Qingge asked.

Uncle Huang's strength is so strong that the person who can poison uncle Huang's strength must not be weak.

Gu Mo's eye color, suddenly dim a minute, like what is difficult to say.

Mo Qingge saw the change of his look in an instant and said in a hurry: "it doesn't matter if you don't want to tell me. I just ask casually."

"The poisoner... Is my biological mother." In a moment, Gu Mian said faintly.

Calm tone, but it sounds particularly heavy.

"Your biological mother?" Mo Qingge thinks he heard it wrong.

"Well."

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip, but he couldn't figure it out: "why would a mother be willing to poison her child?"

Is there any difficulty in this?

"Because I am her illegitimate son." Gu Mo's look was dim again.

"Illegitimate son..." it seems that it's more and more complicated.

The relationship between them is really inextricable.

"That's right." He explained lightly, "to her, I am the proof of her humiliation and the only stain in her life, so..."

"Therefore, from the moment she was pregnant with me, she wanted to kill me all the time. She tried all kinds of ways. She took all kinds of poison and abortion drugs. She wanted to kill this shameful bastard..."

Clearly is a very flat tone, Mo Qingge but heard the meaning of pain, heart slightly moved.

"Even if it's an illegitimate child, you are her own flesh and blood. How can she have the heart to kill her own flesh and blood?" Mo Qingge obviously has some meaning.

After all, tiger poison doesn't eat son.

"Oh, yes, in fact, she is also a sad person, and her heart is also struggling... Later, after several twists and turns, plus the family interests, she is also soft hearted, so she left me." Gu then said:

"Although I was born safely, because she took a lot of poison when she was pregnant with me, the poison was absorbed by the fetus. As soon as I landed, I was invaded by cold poison. Every night when the moon was full, life was not like death..."

Mo Qingge sighs that the deep-rooted cold poison in Uncle Huang's body comes from this.

I have to say, he is also a big one!

"Just born baby, the constitution is the most weak, how can bear such a poison?" Mo Qingge just doubts that he didn't die of poison in his infancy.

"Oh, when it's poisonous, I always hope to die."

"Can't you die?" Mo Qingge asked curiously.

"Almost so." Gu mianmo explained, "my king was born an immortal body. At the time of birth, the cold poison in my king's body did not spread to the viscera, so it could not endanger my life."

It can't endanger his life, and he is immortal, so he can't die.

It was one of the fairies in the world, and the situation that many people longed for and couldn't reach became his biggest shackle.

Mo Qingge can't help but take a breath of cool air, thinking that the most desperate thing is not to survive, not to die.

"But Uncle Huang." Mo Qingge is still puzzled, "now, the cold poison in your body is more and more dangerous. Haven't your parents and people in your family ever thought of searching for famous doctors?"

"Who cares about the sick son of a concubine?" Gu Mian's lips were slightly crooked, and his tone was light. "My mother and I were under the influence of others, and we often couldn't help ourselves. In addition, she was emotional stimulation and often crazy, so she took it out on me. When she was bullied by my father or in the main room, she took it out on me too..."

"And I always live and die on my own. When I have poisonous hair, I often go into a coma for three or five days, or even longer. I often wake up and I don't see her trace..."

Later, the cold poison became deeper and deeper, and gradually spread to the blood, to the meridians, to the heart. Many times, he almost lost his life.