The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Song leaned forward and hugged her tightly, reached out and rubbed the top of her hair: "good girl, mother is here, don't be afraid."

Xuanyuan Ying'er is like a wounded animal. She goes into her arms and sobs: "mother, Ying'er doesn't mean to hurt you on purpose. Someone keeps ordering me. I don't want to hear it. She tortures me day and night. I'm so sad!"

Song Qingqing gently stroked her back: "mother really hates her bullying Yinger, now help you to drive her away, OK?"

Xuanyuan shadow looking at her: "mother, really can drive away?"

Song Qingqing nodded heavily: "yes, she's too bad to let her haunt you all the time. It makes you headache, doesn't it?"

"Yes Xuanyuan Ying'er clenched the pale lip, and his mood gradually stabilized.

Song Qingqing looked at xuanyuansheng and shangguanrui: "you go outside and watch. I'll hypnotize her."

After they left, song Qingqing lit a candle. The flame of the candle rose up and swayed in front of Xuanyuan Yinger.

Song Qingrou said: "Dear shadow, are you tired? Can you have a good sleep first? We are not afraid of anything when your mother is with you. "

Xuanyuan Ying'er had some spirit at first, but when her eyes fell on the candle fire, her eyelids became more and more heavy, until she could no longer hold on, and slowly closed her bright eyes.

Song Qingqing's eyes gradually became sharp. She asked in a deep voice, "what did you see when you went to the old house at night?"

After a moment's pause, Xuanyuan Ying'er unconsciously replied: "I fell into a trap, surrounded by stone walls. I was very scared at that time, so I kept shouting whether there was anyone. After shouting for a long time, I saw little master come in with a cold face. He wanted to drive me away. I was very sad."

She began to sob slowly. The weak and helpless appearance made Song Qing feel very sad. At this time, she felt some remorse. She really neglected to take care of the little girl. Otherwise, she had such a big worry in her heart, but she didn't notice it at all.

After adjusting her mood, she continued, "and then?"

Xuanyuan shadow pause for a moment before whispering: "I naturally refused to go, I don't know why he did this to me, but I just want to see if his injury is cured, I'm very worried about him, but I didn't have time to ask, I met her grandmother."

Song Qing's heart moved, the key figure appeared, the performer is likely to be her.

She pondered for a moment and then gently asked, "Ying'er, can you tell your mother what kind of clothes her grandmother is wearing? Or what does it look like? "

Xuanyuan Ying'er's face began to look a little ugly, and her eyebrows tightened tightly. It seemed that she refused to answer this question.

Of course, song Qingqing understood that it was not that she rejected the answer, but that the performer's idea was confined in her mind and made her refuse to answer.

She used the inductive question, "is it red?"

Xuanyuan shadow subconsciously shook his head: "no!"

She said, "is that white?"

"No!"

Song Qingting pauses for a moment, and suddenly remembers what yeao once said. Yexiaorou had a dispute with a masked woman in black when she was in the old house. Is that the grandmother of Xueying?

Thinking of this, she said in a deep voice, "it should be black, right?"

Xuanyuan shadow son didn't deny, it's obvious that she guessed right.

Song Qingqing's face was complicated, and she clenched her fist. As she watched the flame of the candle getting weaker and weaker, her heart sank down abruptly. She gritted her teeth and said, "Ying'er, from now on, you don't remember anything. You are still that happy and carefree little girl." This sentence is that she uses her own ideas to hypnotize her brain. The effect is that when she wakes up, she can no longer remember all the things that happened in the old house, including her little master.

Which think, small wench suddenly painful struggle up, she trembles voice to shout: "I don't forget small master!"

Song Qingqing's face suddenly turned pale. She said in a dumb voice, "you must forget him. All the time, he has never appeared in your world, never!"

The flame of the candle suddenly became strong, and the burning sound could be heard faintly. Song tilted her lips and kept moving back and forth, repeating the words that made her forget everything, until the candle suddenly went out, and a touch of black blood came out of her lips.

She didn't know the therapeutic effect of hypnosis on Xuanyuan Ying'er, but she could find out that the performer's Kung Fu was very good. This enemy was the biggest enemy she met when she came to the world.

Shangguanrui and xuanyuansheng outside rushed into the house when they heard the news. The first thing they saw was song Qingqing's white face and the blood stains on his lips.

"What's the matter?" Xuanyuansheng quickly reached out and held her in his arms.

Song Qingqing said helplessly: "the performer is very powerful. I'm not sure whether this hypnosis will work for Yinger. I'll have to wait for her to wake up."

Xuanyuansheng painfully wiped the cold sweat on her forehead and comforted her: "don't blame yourself too much. She's lucky. She'll be OK."

At this time, shangguanrui has already opened his mouth and yelled: "the shadow wakes up."

They rushed to Xuanyuan Ying'er's side. She rubbed her eyes suspiciously. After seeing the three people who were full of concern in front of her eyes, she exclaimed in surprise: "when are you coming back, adoptive father? I miss you so much

Pleasant voice, cheerful tone, the most important thing is that she has forgotten the fact that shangguanrui came back, that is to say, her hypnosis has been successful.

Song Qingqing's body shakes. Fortunately, xuanyuansheng protects her and keeps her close to his arms. She doesn't let the little girl see that she is weak.

Xuanyuan Ying'er looked around and said, "eh? How did I come here to sleep? "

Song Qingqing took the lead in saying, "you little girl, you fainted in your yard by accident, but you scared your mother. How about that? Are you better now? Are you still not feeling well? "

Xuanyuan shadow shook his head: "no discomfort!" After that, her eyes fell on Song Qingqing, and so on. She seemed to find her mother's stomach shriveled? What about my brother?

She anxiously held her hand, tears rolling down: "mother, where's my brother? Aren't you pregnant with your brother? Why did it disappear all of a sudden? "

Song Qingqing suddenly realized that the little girl lost some memory, and naturally forgot the fact that she had given birth to a child. She explained with a smile: "you, haven't you been sick all this time? Naturally, I don't know that my mother has given birth to a younger brother? "