The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

"No!" She turned to avoid.

Xuanyuansheng looked at his hand in mid air and gave a bitter smile from his throat.

Song Qingqing said, "Your Highness, it's getting late. Go back! I'm going to rest! "

He seems to have no reason to stay any longer.

"Well, take a rest!" Xuanyuansheng turned and went out.

However, a moment later, he stopped. He asked song Qingqing, "in my dream, do you remember when opium poppy was planted in China?"

Song Qing subconsciously closed his eyes and said in a light voice: "the third year of the emperor binhou!"

Xuanyuansheng nodded, feeling extremely heavy at his feet.

He said in a cold voice, "my father is in a coma!"

Song Qing's heart leaped, and she suddenly opened her eyes. Is it coming after all?

"No!" She spoke abruptly.

"What's the matter?" Xuanyuansheng looks back at her.

"Normally, the growth of poppy has a certain cycle, that is to say, now the seeds of poppy have come to China, and even some people are secretly planting them!" The Song Dynasty has a deep voice.

Xuanyuansheng squinted. He suddenly thought of something, and a chill flashed through his eyes.

"Do you know what poppies look like in general?" Xuanyuansheng asked her.

"Well!" Song Qing nodded.

"Now help me draw it, and I'll send the whole city to look for this plant!" Xuanyuan Sheng cold voice.

"Good!" As soon as song Qingqing got together, he felt a sudden darkness in front of him.

"Tilt!" Xuanyuansheng quickly held her and held her in his arms.

Song Qing's forehead broke out in a cold sweat, trying to struggle to stand up, but he felt that his legs were sore and weak, and the pain in his lower abdomen aggravated.

"I'm afraid I can't today. Can I wait for tomorrow?" Song tilted his head to look at him.

Xuanyuansheng how willing to force her, directly said: "not urgent, your body is important!"

He helped her to the bed and let her lie down. But looking at her pale face, he felt that his heart was like a needle pricking pain.

"What's the matter with your body?" Xuanyuansheng frowned at her.

"Can you pour me a cup of hot water?" She doesn't answer rhetorical questions.

Without saying a word, xuanyuansheng turned around and poured hot water for her. Then he saw a spoon on the table and took it up to feed her.

"No, I'll do it myself!" Song Qing said in an urgent voice.

"You've lost all your strength. Can you still carry the bowl?" Xuanyuansheng glared at her.

Song Qingqing bit his lip and lowered his eyes.

Xuanyuansheng's movements were clumsy, but very serious.

Song Qing thought to himself that he would seldom do these things, right?

Xuanyuansheng saw her eyes looking at him, then he asked, "what are you looking at?"

"Your Highness? Do you seldom do these things? " She couldn't help asking.

Xuanyuan Sheng chuckled: "it's not rare, it's never been!"

Song Qingqing suddenly felt that his cheeks were hot and he lowered his head in a panic.

A bowl of hot water soon came to the bottom, but the pain in the abdomen didn't lessen much.

Song Qing knew that it was mainly because the body of the original master was too weak.

"Do you still feel bad?" Xuanyuan Sheng asked her in a soft voice.

"No more!" She answered softly.

Xuanyuansheng nodded, tucked in the corner for her and said, "you have a good rest. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Well!" Song Qing answered.

Xuanyuansheng's steps gradually disappeared in her ears, she closed her eyes vaguely.

The cold woke her up, she just felt that her body was immersed in the cold pool, her whole body was stabbed like a needle.

She breathed and tried to escape, but the pain was still nagging her.

"Mother, it hurts! How painful it is Her whole body curled up, her little face trembling in pain.

A moment later, a warm feeling wrapped her up, especially in her lower abdomen. The pain was dispelled by the warm heat, and her tightly tightened eyebrows gradually stretched out.

Xuanyuansheng frowned and looked at the little girl in her arms. Her cold sweat was gradually fading away, and her warm palm was close to her abdomen, and she put her internal power into her body.

She should be much more comfortable now, right? It won't hurt that much, will it?

Xuanyuansheng didn't dare to move, so he held her in a posture until the sky was white. Then he put the sleeping girl on the bed.

In his heart, he was glad that he didn't trust the little girl to come back. Otherwise, how hard should she be this night?

Out of her door, he quickly left.

When his figure disappeared from the roof of the moment, a shadow gradually appeared.

His cold eyes, like snake letter son, looked at the direction xuanyuansheng left, and his face was full of a strong sense of killing.

Xuanyuansheng! You shouldn't have come here. She's not something you can covet. You don't deserve it!

When song Qingqing woke up, it was the evening of the next day. She was lying on the bed lazily. She felt that her whole body was full of strength, and the original abdominal pain disappeared.

She thought of the promise xuanyuansheng things, quickly called Green Toad came in to wait on her dressing.

After drinking a bowl of jujube porridge, song Qingqing asked Qingchan to prepare a pen and paper for her.

"Miss? What are you going to do? " Green Toad looked at her puzzled.

"Draw!" Song Qing chuckled, and then began to be busy seriously.

In a short time, she finished the painting completely.

She satisfied with the blow dry above the ink, carefully rolled up.

"Green Toad, let's go out!" Song Qing said in a deep voice.

"Where are you going? Is it so late, miss Green Toad looked at her suspiciously.

"We'll be back in a minute! Come on Song Qing urged her.

Green Toad dare not disobey her order, nodded, then went to ask Qingyue to call the carriage.

Song Qingqing and Qingyue are sitting in the carriage and heading towards the prince's mansion.

She promised to give it to xuanyuansheng. She thought it was better to send it to him. It saved him from appearing in her room in the middle of the night.

Qing Yue is driving a carriage on the official road, and suddenly a carriage comes out head-on. He quickly and tightly reins the reins of the horse, but the carriage comes straight at him.

"No!" He exclaimed, and the whole person was knocked out.

Song Qingqing felt that the carriage was shaking for a while. She tried her best to stabilize her body and yelled: "Qingyue! Qingyue? How are you doing? "

No one outside responded to her, but someone knocked open the carriage curtain and pulled her out.

"Ah She exclaimed and fell into a strange embrace.

She couldn't see Chu Lai's appearance clearly, so she was carried to another carriage by that man.

The carriage galloped away, leaving a mess all over the ground.

Song Qingqing's eyes were staring at the black masked man in front of him, and he said, "where are you taking me?"

"Leave!" He spoke faintly.

"No way!" As soon as song Qingqing's face changed, he planned to jump out of the carriage.

The man in black's eyes flashed with cold light, and suddenly cut his hand to her back neck.

Song tilted his eyes and fell into his arms.

The man in black hugged her tightly and said, "forgive me for doing this to you. I said I would take you away! You won't eat it

A piece of rice paper fell out of her sleeve. It was the painting she was going to give xuanyuansheng.

The man in black sneered and threw the painting out of the car.

When song Qingqing wakes up, she feels sore all over. She reaches out her hand and rubs her neck. Subconsciously, she goes to check the drugs she carries with her. She finds that they are all gone!