The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Ziya Yusai, it seems that the ugly girl has a great influence on him. She has to do it by herself.

Two people tacitly came to chenguo commander's yard, she suddenly stopped and said: "I remember that I helped the king cook tranquilizing soup on the kitchen stove. I'm afraid it's ready now. I'll go and have a look."

Shangguanrui's face flashed a touch of guilt. In the end, she really cared about him and put his affairs first all the time. So he said softly: "ya'er, I was wrong just now. What I said is a little heavy. Don't take it to heart. No matter what, you have to believe me. You are the best choice for my tartar queen."

No choice? Ziya's eyes flashed a light mockery. What happened to the previous tablet? Even if he really forgets the past, he can't erase the real existence.

She pretended not to care about the hand stroked his cheek: "king, ya'er is not angry with you."

"That's good!" Shangguanrui showed her a smile, then walked into the yard.

Ziya looked at his back, eyes cold mang flashing.

Song Qingqing is sitting on the soft couch by the window in his study. He is reading a book in his hand. The sun shines on her through the lattice of the window, which makes her feel a trance. It seems that such a scene has happened before, but shangguanrui can no longer remember it.

She closed the book, heart suddenly alarm, in front of the cold flash, she quickly hid behind the soft couch, heard Dangdang after a few, the soft couch armrest, has been a few sharp arrows.

She was not ready. A figure fell out of the window. The sharp sword in her hand stabbed her neck.

Song Qingqing dodged quickly, the long sword stabbed in the air, quickly changed the direction, and then attacked the key points around her.

Ziya is determined to kill her, so she is ruthless and merciless.

Song Qingqing was forced to retreat until her body hit the wall. She saw that there was no way to retreat. However, the sharp sword had been cut towards her cheek.

Between the lightning and flint, she ducked in a hurry, a strand of hair was cut off by the sword.

Song Qingqing's eyes suddenly flashed a touch of anger. She raised her foot and kicked Ziya's wrist.

Ziya's face showed a smug sneer: "ugly girl, can't you put on any more? But how can you compare your Kung Fu with that of the general? "

As her voice fell, her long sword suddenly drew out a cold awn, and the cold air of the sword attacked Song Qing.

Song Qingqing was able to avoid this attack, but at this time, she suddenly heard a rapid sound of footsteps outside. With her familiarity with shangguanrui, she naturally recognized that it was his footsteps, so after a short consideration, she did not hesitate to avoid it.

With the sound of a split silk ring, followed by warm blood sprinkled on Ziya's face, she had no time to erase, in front of a black figure suddenly appeared, he did not hesitate to hold the injured Song Qing in his arms, protect her whole behind.

Ziya's face looked at him: "how did you come back so soon?"

Shangguanrui angrily raised his hand and slapped it on her cheek. As soon as it was dark, she fell to the ground.

He did not hesitate to hit her for the sake of an ugly girl? Who the hell is she? Didn't he lose his memory? Why can you care so much about a person? What went wrong?

Shangguanrui doesn't care what she is thinking, but with his own intention to subconsciously protect song Qingqing. He reaches out his hand to hold her. Seeing her injured arm, he asks eagerly: "how are you?"

At this time, song Qingqing's hair was scattered, but his pale little face barely held up a smile: "I'm ok, I just suffered some trauma."

Shangguanrui holds her to the soft couch and carefully treats her wound. After sprinkling the wound healing medicine and bandaging it up, he suddenly looks up and sees her parting eyes.

"Does it hurt so much?" He asked anxiously.

Song Qing shook his head and said, "no, don't you think you are familiar with how to deal with wounds?"

Shangguanrui's long and narrow Phoenix eyes suddenly narrowed. Yes, when he just dealt with the wound, he acted quickly and neatly, as if he used to do such things. As for who to do it and how to do it, he couldn't remember.

Ziya doesn't know when to leave. There are only two people in the whole room.

As time goes by, shangguanrui is finally awakened. He is embarrassed to scratch his head and explain: "some things I really can't remember."

Song Qingzhuo looked at him: "don't you even remember me? You have never asked my name from the beginning to the end. Do you dare not ask, or do you just subconsciously want me to stay by your side and force yourself not to ask? "

Shangguanrui whole person froze, complex eyes fall on her small face, for a long time, he suddenly tightened his eyebrows in pain: "my head hurts."

Song Qingqing felt his pulse in a hurry, but found something strange in his body. Before she could help him with the diagnosis and treatment, she saw a lot of bodyguards pouring in. The commander of chenguo came in quickly. When he saw her, he said in a deep voice, "take this assassin and put him in the dungeon."

In a hurry, she had to drag shangguanrui from the ground, quickly pulled out his sword and put it on his neck: "who dares to come forward to try, I will stab him now."

"You dare!" Chen Kingdom commander did not expect that she would take shangguanrui as a hostage.

Song Qing sneered: "in this world, there is nothing I dare not do. If you don't believe it, challenge it?"

The eyes of the leader of the morning kingdom are flashing. He must not take risks. After all, his daughter is not the queen of the tartar Dynasty. Shangguanrui has a great effect on him.

He hesitated again and again, then gritted his teeth and said, "what do you want?"

Song Qingqing coldly replied: "I don't want anything, just let you get out of here."

There was a flicker of hesitation on the commander's face. He was not at ease to leave shangguanrui in her hands.

Seeing that he was still hesitating, song Qingqing urged him impatiently: "I want you to go away. Are you deaf? Do you want me to stab him to death? "

Chen Guo's commander shook his hands anxiously: "don't stab, we'll leave now!" With that, he waved his hand in a complicated way and took the crowd out.

"Close the door!" Song Qingqing's voice rang out behind him.