Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Qiushui no longer looks at Yunluo's hypocritical face. After a perfunctory "um", he leaves Yunluo's Palace on the pretext that he is extremely powerless.

On the corridor, the autumn water held the round column, and the feeling of nausea and discomfort still lingered in my heart.

"Princess, are you ok?" The maid of honor stepped forward and asked softly.

Qiushui reaches out his hand to signal that the maid's action will stop. The estrangement on her delicate face is clearly visible. After a moment's silence, she just gets up and starts to walk slowly.

How many eyeliner is there beside her?

The remaining several maids saw Qiushui, but they looked at each other face to face. They were also afraid and worried. They quickly kept up with Qiushui.

After Qiushui left, Yunluo took a sip of tea, but there was a contemptuous smile on his lips: "let the prime minister come to see me. As for the people in Liuguo, it's time to meet."

"Yes, I do." After the maids bowed, they walked out of the palace.

Yunluo got up and went to the window. Inside the bird cage was her thrush. The smile in her beautiful eyes was gently flowing: "it's time to let you do your part after raising you for so long."

Words have a point, but it is skimming the potential in the eyes!

Nangong Beibei in the side hall will get up except for the medicine given by the palace maid. She has been recuperating all the time. She is willing to be greedy for life and afraid of death.

Nangong Beibei understands that those who achieve great things should not be confined to small details.

The matter between Leng Feng and Feng Ni Ran is not a big deal for others, but it is very important for her.

Help Lengfeng because he is her husband.

It's because of the toxin.

Since there is a connection between the two, why pursue them together?

It's just

If she was put into the dungeon, what happened to Qiushui? If Qiushui thought she was killed by Yunluo, would the little girl feel very remorse in her heart?

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips, thought for a while, and then cried out to the outside: "is there anyone? Can someone come in? "

As soon as the words fell, I heard a "squeak" and the door was pushed open.

Several palace maids carefully went to Nangong Beibei and bowed to her, "what do you want, girl?"

"Just leave one person to look at the wound for me, and the others go out first." Nangong Beibei pretended to cough, pretending to be weak at the beginning.

No, she was weak, but she pretended to be more affected.

"Yes." Soon, the other maids retired, leaving behind the one who often took medicine for her. She looked pretty.

But what is inside, Nangong Beibei is not known.

When the maid was close to her, she went to the Internet for a while, quickly grabbed the maid's hand, clasped her wrist, and used a few forces.

"Girl, you are..." the palace maid looked at Nangong Beibei in horror, but in her eyes there was a touch of pearls, submissive.

"If you don't want to die, do as I say." Nangong Beibei's voice was cold and tepid. Then her hand weighed a few more points, but she quickly lit the acupoints on the maid.

Nangong Beibei was out of breath before she made a few moves. The damage to her body was too big for her to know.

How long can it last?

"Girl, if you have something to say, I will do it honestly." There was a sadness in the maid's voice.

Human life is like grass.

Everyone is afraid of death, not to mention the people in the secluded palace.

"As long as you do as I say, I'll keep you. If you don't... There's no antidote, you'll die. " With that, Nangong Beibei stabbed a hairpin into the maid's skin.

"I will do what the girl says. I hope she will spare me and don't embarrass me." The maid's voice choked, but with a trace of panic.

Nangong Beibei put his hand in front of his chest. His hand in his sleeve had already become a fist, and his physical condition was getting worse.

Is it hard to die like this?

"Cough... You help me go to the palace where the princess of Nanjiang lives, and tell her that Nangong Beibei is not dead. She can rest assured of everything else."

Qiushui has helped her a lot, but she is a kind-hearted girl.

It doesn't matter whether she died or not, but I don't want that girl to feel guilty.

"What else?" The palace maids couldn't believe that things would be so simple. Everyone in the deep palace was scheming for the emperor's favor.

Nangong Beibei said with a smile: "do you want me to let you do a lot of things? That hairpin is poisonous just now. If you play any tricks, if I die, you won't live. "

After that, Nangong Beibei untied the acupoints for the maid of honor. The pain in her lungs came and she coughed violently.

"I'll do it now. Please don't worry." The maid nodded to Nangong Beibei.

But after a while, Nangong Beibei heard a voice outside the Palace door. The maid told the others: "the girl's body is in trouble. Boil the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor and bring it to the girl."

It sounds like one of the best people in their group.

Nangong Beibei can't help but smile bitterly. It's true that he is scheming with each other.

More than an hour after the maid left, someone pushed the door with the medicine. After Nangong Beibei finished the medicine, the pain on her body was much lighter.

"Go out first, and I'll sleep."

Nangong Beibei put the bowl on one side of the table, Yunluo now the most important thing is to think of her body injury can quickly get better.

Therefore, Yunluo will not do anything to her in a short time.

But it's not clear if we can protect ourselves.

But the first thing to be sure is that she has to let herself recover quickly. Even if she wants to die in the end, she should have that ability!

Nangong Beibei thought like this, but fell asleep quickly.

In a daze, Nangong Beibei had a dream.

Recently, Nangong Beibei seldom dreams.

The dream is probably because she miss her parents too much. Other people and things never appear in her dream.

This time, however, Nangong Beibei had a dream about toxin.

She was in a beautiful place, no one was around, but there was a rustling sound slowly, subconsciously looking for the sound source.

As you can see, there is a woman in white in the pavilion. She is holding a handful of Xiao in her hand. The sound of Xiao is melodious, just like the sound of nature.

As like as two peas came to the Nangong, Beibei was surprised. The woman blowing the flute was exactly the same as her. Is it not a toxin?