The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Mrs. Feng didn't have time to answer. She felt another sharp pain. She clenched her teeth and tried to survive, but she couldn't bear it at all. She had to scream out of control.

The blood shadow outside has long been cleared, so he and Xiao Yugen don't know what happened in the secret room.

As time went by, Mrs. Feng was sweating heavily on the ground. At this time, her hair was in a mess, and her clothes were in a mess. She couldn't help but round her eyes. Her face was full of disbelief and fear.

Song Qingqing asked her with a smile: "how is it? How about this wave of pain? Enjoy it, don't you

Mrs. Feng hissed and asked her, "are you the devil? Why are you so vicious? How could a woman like you appear in the Song family? "

Song Qingqing raised his lips: "am I still vicious? Mrs. Feng is better than me, isn't she? If you can kill the Empress Dowager like that and poison my son, you will finally make me feel like I have found an opponent in this world. "

The pain is unbearable, lady Feng clenched her fists and let her nails pierce into her palms. It is still not as intense as the pain between her heart and mouth.

At the time when her consciousness collapsed, she suddenly saw song Qingqing staring at her: "tell me where the antidote is?"

Mrs. Feng tried hard to close her eyes, but she shook her hard, forced her to open her eyes, and asked: "where is the antidote? Speak quickly, as long as you finish, you will be free."

"No, I won't say, you bitch, don't try to bewitch me." Madame Feng can learn the art of Dementor, of course, she has her ability. Even now she is poisoned, she can consciously not let herself obey song Qingqing's orders and temptations.

As time goes by, it will be dark soon. Song Qingqing has been fighting with Mrs. Feng for more than ten times, but she has never told the whereabouts of the antidote, but she is not so good. The whole body is smelling bad, and it seems that she has been watered with filth.

Song Qingqing covered his nose in disgust and said sarcastically, "guess what your grandson would think if he saw you like this?"

Mrs. Feng suddenly glared round her eyes, gritted her teeth and drank: "you are not allowed to let him in. This is our gratitude and resentment. You can't involve him."

At this moment, song Qingqing finally understands what Mrs. Feng's weakness is. It turns out that she cares about Xueying and doesn't want Xueying to see her present embarrassment. So how can she let go of such a good opportunity?

She cold voice way: "last time remind you, if not willing to hand over the antidote, the next second, I will let the blood shadow into the door."

"I won't let him see me like this when I die!" Gritting her teeth and suffering, Mrs. Feng's face was full of ferocious color.

Song Qingqing cool mouth: "I did not let you die, you can only live!"

At this moment, Mrs. Feng finally understood why her son and she had been defeated repeatedly. She did not expect that there would be such a vicious woman in the world. She was so smiling, but the chill under her eyes made people tremble, and her means made her feel inferior.

Once she thought that she was cruel enough to retaliate against the Empress Dowager. Unexpectedly, the woman in front of her was hundreds of times more cruel than her. Is there any way for her to fight with such a woman?

Madam Feng instantly changed her mind. She can't hold on any longer. She deeply understands a truth. Now that she is inferior to others, she will retreat in order to save her strength and make a comeback in the future.

She reached out to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, gritted her teeth and said, "Song Qingqing, I know what you're trying to do is just an antidote. I can give you an antidote, but you have to promise me a condition."

Song Qing coldly interrupted her: "if you want to take the throne of Jinxi Dynasty, don't mention it again. It's impossible."

Mrs. Feng shook her head with a wry smile: "I know it's impossible. You must have heard about the case of the Phoenix family before. That cheap woman, the empress dowager, is crying out to catch a thief and plot against the Phoenix family. If it wasn't for her secret operation, my son Fengyi would be the emperor of the Jinxi Dynasty."

Of course, song Qingqing knew about it, but she deeply understood that there was no reason for this kind of court infighting. Whoever was more ruthless was the winner. Now, as xuanyuansheng's wife, she would never help outsiders.

"What do you want to say?" she asked

After a few breaths, Mrs. Feng looked at her and said: "since the throne of Jinxi Dynasty can't come back, you have to give our mother and son a place to live, don't you? How about a city for you with the antidote to save your son's life? "

Song Qingqing is in the middle of thinking. This condition is in her expectation. Now she doesn't know how much power Mrs. Feng has. If she kills her rashly, it will only scare the snake. It's better to agree to her condition and let her be in her own control. If she can keep her peace, there's nothing wrong with it. After all, it's important to save her son first. If she has ambition in the future, Then she didn't hesitate to deal with it, and she didn't believe that Feng Yi's counseling bag could have much success.

At this time, song Qingqing only considered Feng Yi, but she ignored Xue nianyi's existence.

She did not hesitate to answer: "yes, first give the antidote."

Lady Feng's eyes suddenly become bright. She didn't expect that song Qingqing would agree so happily. She thought that she would have to waste some of her lips before she let go.

"Did you really agree?" She asked again with some uncertainty.

Song Qingning looked at her and said, "do you want me to change my mind now?"

Madam Feng shook her head quickly: "no, just, do you know which city we want? Is that what I promised? "

Song Qingqing sneered: "Madam Feng, do you think I will come according to your wishes?"

Mrs. Feng's eyes darkened. She whispered for a long time, "yes, you won't. We don't have room for bargaining at all."

Song qingtiao eyebrows: "what else do you have good ink? What about the antidote? "

Mrs. Feng took out a porcelain vase from her sleeve and said in a dumb voice, "this is the antidote. After your son takes it, it will detoxify."

Song Qingqing didn't believe that what she got was the antidote. She reached out and pulled out the cork, and there was only one antidote in it.

Seeing her frowning, Mrs. Feng explained in a hurry: "if you don't believe me, you can go back on what you just promised me."

Song Qingqing put away the antidote, turned around and walked out quickly. However, Mrs. Feng's anxious voice came from behind: "Song Qingqing, where's my antidote?"

She looked back contemptuously, and her fierce eyes fell on her. She said in a cold voice, "you have just made it very clear that you want to exchange this antidote for a city in Jinxi."