The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

There was a fluster in her heart. She was so good at hiding when she was young. How could she grow up? He tried to get close to Yinger. What was his intention? All these questions make her a little upset.

Hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and said, "she poisoned my son. I want to find her antidote."

Blood shadow eyes dark dark, quickly asked: "then how is he now?"

Song Qing waved his hand: "I don't want to answer any more of your questions. The only thing you have to do now is find out Mrs. Feng. I want to see her."

Xueying didn't hesitate for a long time this time. He got up and said, "sit down and have a cup of tea first."

Song Qingqing watched the bloody figure leave and clenched his fist quietly.

Mrs. Feng didn't expect song Qingqing to find Xueying so soon. She was surprised and widened her eyes: "do you think the queen of Jinxi is coming? She wants to see me? She's smart enough to find a place so quickly. "

"Grandma, why do you want to attack her son?" she asked

Mrs. Feng looked at him puzzled: "read one, grandmother has not told you? They all have to die. Besides, isn't she a miracle doctor? Have the ability to detoxify her son? What do you want me to do? "

In his private heart, he didn't know what his attitude towards song Qingqing was. He was both respectful and afraid, but he still didn't want anything to happen to her children.

So he held out his hand and said, "grandmother, give me the antidote!"

Mrs. Feng suddenly changed her color, but now she can't challenge this grandson. After all, his ability is obvious to all. She can let her and Fengyi mother and son have shelter. She turned her eyes and said, "read one, what are you in a hurry? I'll wait until grandma meets her first and gives you and your father the antidote in exchange for some benefits. "

Seeing that she went to the bronze mirror to clean up her make-up, Xueying didn't say anything. It would be better if she could use antidote to get some benefits. It would also save them living in Yuecheng.

Feng's wife finally sat opposite to song's, and they looked at each other in secret. After a long time, song began to sneer: "madam, it's really a good way!"

Mrs. Feng raised her hand and stroked her unruly bun. She said in a warm voice, "Song Qingqing, I've heard about you for a long time. As the queen of Jinxi, it's really unusual."

Song Qingqing doesn't think that she is really praising her. Now she just wants to get the antidote to save lin'er. He is too young to suffer such a crime. If she can, she just wants to tear up the old woman in front of her and let her dare to attack lin'er.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mrs. Feng asked sarcastically, "have you seen your mother-in-law? Did she die miserably? "

"Have you finished?" Song Qingqing's voice is very light, but it makes Mrs. Feng sitting opposite her feel unprecedented pressure. Her eyes are dark, and she subconsciously pinches the jade bracelet she wears between her wrists.

Mrs. Feng quickly adjusts her mood. She can't be defeated by Song Qing's momentum. She wants to fight for her son's own things.

She spoke contemptuously: "Song Qingqing, what are you in a hurry? Xuanyuansheng, that bastard, has seized what my son should have. You are all marauders. Damn it

Song tilted his hand and slapped it on her cheek without hesitation. She froze in pain for a long time before she asked angrily, "do you dare to hit me?"

Song Qingqing's eyes burst into flames. She gritted her teeth and said, "if you dare to scold my husband, of course I will beat you."

"You wretch When Mrs. Feng saw that she raised her arm again, she subconsciously swallowed the last word that she was about to blurt out.

Song Qing looked at her indifferently: "say it, what conditions do you just hand over the antidote?"

Mrs. Feng hummed coldly: "of course, you have to change the throne of Jinxi Dynasty. Are you willing to give up the throne for your son?"

Song Qing took a breath, and she guessed that this crazy woman would never give up the antidote easily. She just tried to use this method to get back to the throne of Jinxi Dynasty. Didn't she lose her heart?

Lady Feng looks at her with twinkling eyes. She tries to control song Qingqing's mind, but she finds that she can't control her at all. It's like the Dementor doesn't work on her.

Song tilted his shoulders and picked his eyebrows lazily: "what? Do you want to control me with your three legged skills? "

Lady Feng, who was mercilessly punctured, frowned and asked, "have you ever practiced this kind of magic? My master once said that only those students who have practiced witchcraft will not be controlled. "

Song Qing sneered: "it's just a bad trick for pediatrics. I don't even want to learn it."

Lady Feng glared at her angrily: "the tone is really arrogant. Since it's so powerful, your son probably doesn't need any antidote. What are you doing here? We don't want to keep you for dinner. " Finish saying, want to rise to leave.

"Stop!" Song Qingqing stopped her, and at the moment when she suddenly turned back, a pill immediately hit her mouth, and let her subconsciously swallow it in her throat.

Later, Mrs. Feng quickly opened her mouth and vomited, but song Qingqing's cold words made her hands and feet cold: "this is yixinsan. It melts in the mouth, and the toxin spreads very fast. Even if you vomit everything in your stomach, you have been poisoned."

Feng Fu's face was ferocious: "you are such a mean and shameless woman, how dare you use this kind of insidious means."

Song Qingyin laughed with a negative hand: "aren't we like each other? You poison my son, and then I'll poison you? "

Mrs. Feng only felt a sharp pain in her heart. She couldn't stand any longer. She was sitting on the chair with a cold sweat on her forehead.

Song Qingqing walks into her step by step. The smile on her face makes Mrs. Feng feel that she is coming. She breathes and desperately wants to dodge, but she pinches her chin tightly.

She said in a low voice: "I was not threatened to grow up when I was young. If you want to kill me, I'll give it back to you right away. I have no patience to wait until tomorrow. If you want to blame yourself, you should blame yourself for not giving it to my son. Otherwise, our palace may let you continue to walk around the moon city for a few days."

"You Mrs. Feng raised her arm and wanted to hit her, but as soon as she made a little effort, the pain in her heart became more severe, so she had to lie on the table and pant.

Song Qingqing sat on her side and said, "Madam Feng, I'm waiting for you to hand over the antidote and exchange your life for your life."

Mrs. Feng retorted with a white face: "no way, song Qingqing. If you die of this heart, your son will die faster than me. He will cry all the time and never eat or drink until he dies of exhaustion."

Song Qing was not upset, but calmly said: "do you think you die slowly? The time of swallowing heart will be more and more frequent, and it will make you feel more painful than death. You will soon be able to enjoy this taste. As for my son? As long as he doesn't cry all the time, he won't waste his energy. At this time, I can still find an antidote. I don't believe that if I try all the herbs in the world, I can't save my son? At the end of the day, you and I will suffer? "