The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Song Qingqing knelt down with the crowd, but his eyes were glued to him.

Xuanyuansheng also seemed to feel her burning eyes, subconsciously looked at her, two eyes collided, like sparks flashed.

After a moment, he subconsciously don't open eyes, self mocking hook lip corner, he thought it was her, but see clearly, but not, although the eyes are very similar, but covered veil, in the end can't really see.

Song Qingqing wanted to remind him of the danger with her eyes, but it was only when he suddenly staggered that she realized that she was still the leader of the holy medical hall. How could he recognize herself when she changed her face?

Her eyes sank and she couldn't help following the carriage.

All of a sudden, there was a thrill behind her back. She subconsciously turned back, and a flash of light passed in front of her eyes, shooting at the bright yellow figure in the carriage.

"Be careful!" She rushed out in desperation.

Xuanyuansheng naturally sensed that danger was coming. His face sank. His sword was like a dragon, and he blocked the arrows one by one.

But at this time just saw that tiny figure unexpectedly toward the killer hiding place rushed past, damn, she actually knew not to know the danger?

Xuanyuansheng suddenly flies out of the carriage, grabs song Qingqing's wrist and holds her petite body in her arms.

Song Qingqing's eyes were widened in horror. The breeze blew her veil, revealing her small face after changing face.

Two people fall to the ground, his cold voice rings in her head: "don't over measure!"

Song Qing subconsciously clenched his lips, and after a long time, he nodded bitterly.

Because of the assassin's assassination, the bodyguards had already dispersed the common people, and song Qingqing was standing on the street at this time, which was particularly abrupt.

Ling Fei rushed to xuanyuansheng for the first time, and said in a cold voice: "return to the emperor, the assassin has been destroyed!"

Song Qingqing closed her eyes. She should have known for a long time that he would be on guard at such an important moment. She really couldn't help herself!

"You go!" For a long time, xuanyuansheng's indifferent voice came. He had already got on the carriage and gradually went to the south gate.

Song Qingqing stood there lonely, as if the temperature of his palm was still on his fingertips. At that moment, he hugged her in the air. Although she was bloody, she was palpitating inexplicably.

She walked quickly in the direction of the holy medical hall and never looked back.

She spent the whole day in a trance. When she got home, she went into her study.

As soon as she went in, she noticed something was wrong. She suddenly turned around and looked at her red eyes.

Shangguanrui, who was dressed in black, stood there and fell down on her.

"Why are you hurt again?" She picked him up and saw the inch long hole in his chest. The blood was constantly flowing out.

She hastened to stop the bleeding first, and then she sprinkled the drug.

By the time he woke up, it was almost midnight.

Shangguanrui turns his head and looks at the little girl sitting on the chair reading a book. Her beautiful side looks more dazzling under the candle light.

He couldn't help whispering her name. His sore throat made him almost speechless, but he still called out clearly: "Qing'er!"

Song Qingqing was shocked all over and quickly got up and went to his side.

"What do you think?" Song Qing reached out and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

Shangguanrui holds her wrist and looks at her straightly.

"You let me go!" Song Qingqing tried to break away from his control.

Shangguanrui wring his eyebrows, a handsome face full of pain.

Worried that it would affect his wound, song had to give up and let him hold his wrist.

For a long time, she sighed, "this is the last time I save you!"

In a word, let shangguanrui subconsciously let go of her, the fundus flashed a terrible chill.

Without looking at him again, Song Qing walked by and said, "it's late. I should go back and have a rest. Since you can come to my study, you must know how to leave!" Then he turned around and went out.

Shangguanrui didn't keep her. When the door closed, the darkness soon enveloped him.

Song Qingqing goes back to his room, and his brain is filled with shangguanrui's blood. What's his identity? Is it related to the killer who assassinated xuanyuansheng?

This idea tormented her all the time, and made her suddenly think of the jade pendant. She took it out of the brocade box, held it in her hand, and walked out quickly. The things should be returned to him. She couldn't let his Keepsake stay here.

In the corridor, she suddenly saw the bright yellow figure, which made her breath stagnate. Subconsciously, she squeezed the jade pendant in her palm.

"My courtesan, meet the emperor!" She finally remembered her reaction to seeing the emperor and was busy with the ceremony.

Xuanyuansheng looked at her up and down, as if he saw a fluster on her little face.

"So late, where are you going?" He looked at her puzzled.

"Enjoy the moon, I think the moon is very good tonight. I want to enjoy the moon..." before she finished her words, her smile froze on her face. God really made a big joke on her. Where is the trace of the moon in the gloomy night sky?

Embarrassed and eager to find a crack in the ground, song Qingqing hopes that he can have a special function. Once he raises his hand, he can turn out a moon to hang in the sky. How nice!

Xuanyuansheng couldn't help but smile and said, "Qingqing has learned to lie!"

"How can I have it?" Song Qingqing bit his lip, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and suddenly xuanyuansheng saw the jade pendant tightly held in his palm.

In his heart, suspicions abound. He took her by the wrist and snatched things quickly.

Song Qingqing's face changed greatly, and he stamped his feet in a hurry: "give me back the things!"

Xuanyuansheng looked up and down at the jade pendant, and his handsome face became very gloomy.

"Where did this jade pendant come from?" His voice was cold and cold, which made Song Qing's heart tremble.

She knew that xuanyuansheng was extremely clever, and he could almost see through ordinary lies at a glance.

So she didn't want to hide from him any more. She just said in a low voice, "it's from a friend!"

Xuanyuan Sheng's cold eyes swept towards her. After looking at her for a long time, he slowly asked, "what's your friend?"

She suddenly became angry. Is he in charge of her affairs? Why is he?

"Emperor, don't you have to tell me all the private affairs of the courtiers? You are still busy with national affairs day by day. Don't worry about these little things! " With that, she snatched back the jade pendant and turned to leave.

"Song Qingqing, don't you know that the jade pendant in your hand belongs to tartar royal family?" Xuanyuansheng spoke coldly.