The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Song Qingqing's eyes flashed a cold awn. It seemed that the place where the medicine was made was in the back mountain, just like what she had guessed before. As for where it was, I was afraid that I would have to go to great trouble to find it.

Mei xiaoniang looked her face carefully and asked tentatively, "I've told you all you want to ask. Can you give me some more pills?"

Instead of answering her, song asked her, "are you going to be with those men now because they will give you this?"

Mei xiaoniang nodded without hesitation: "yes, the condition of sleeping with me is very simple, that is to exchange these things. Otherwise, as a woman, where can I find these things?"

Song Qing clenched his teeth and said, "don't you know that your husband died on this thing? You have to follow his footsteps. Are you really not afraid of death? "

Mei xiaoniang glared and argued: "not at all. My husband died because he was greedy and ate too much, so that he died on the spot."

Song Qingqing sighed helplessly: "in the later stage, this kind of thing will eat more and more, making the body completely disordered, until death."

Mei xiaoniang's face flashed a touch of fear, she murmured: "won't it?"

Song Qingqing glared at her: "what can't? That kind of thing is a highly toxic medicine. Whoever touches it will die. This harmful thing should destroy it. It can't stay in this world and harm people. "

Mei xiaoniang trembled all over, her eyes were full of killing intention, she gritted her teeth and rushed to Song Qing to scold: "after asking so many questions, are you here to destroy those things? You dare, as long as you destroy it, I will kill you first. "

Song tilted his head to avoid her attack, reached for her arm and twisted it back. She howled bitterly in pain.

"Fool, I'm just saving you. What the hell are you now? My face is withered. I'm only 20 years old, but I'm very much like a 50 year old woman. Mei xiaoniang, wake up Song Qingqing stares at her angrily.

Mei xiaoniang cried, "what can I do? The pain of the attack is like an ant biting. It's unbearable all over

Song said coldly, "I can help you, but it's not now. First, cheer up and I'll ask you about the prophet. How much do you know about him?"

Meixiaoniang said, "isn't the prophet lianer's grandfather? What do you want from him? "

Song Qingqing suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from the outside, and quickly reached out to open the food box beside him: "this is the noodles that miss lian'er ordered me to send you. Would you like to taste it quickly?"

Meixiaoniang didn't object. What's more, she was really hungry. After taking the bowl, she took a big bite.

The door was just pushed open at this time, and the guard saw that they had no conversation, so he urged, "why haven't you finished eating? I've been here long enough. Hurry up

Song Qing turned his head and said, "when she finishes eating, I'll leave."

The bodyguard nodded impatiently and turned back.

Mei xiaoniang said while eating noodles: "the prophet is a very mysterious person. It's said that this Phoenix family castle was built by him."

Song Qingqing asked: "is he the Feng family? Isn't Feng's family all dead? Besides the living Xuan Yuan Yi

Mei xiaoniang shook her head: "no, it is said that the prophet was the guest Qing of Fengfu at that time. He always predicted that there would be a phoenix in Fengjia, and it would be prosperous in the future. But he didn't expect that in the end, Fengjia would be destroyed."

Song Qingqing's eyes flashed a chill. The prophet was really powerful. If it wasn't for the Empress Dowager's plan, the phoenix of the Phoenix family would have become a reality. It seems that he really has some ability of prediction.

But for a moment, Mei xiaoniang had finished her meal. She wiped her mouth carefully and asked, "will you still come to see me?"

Song Qingqing put away the bowl and said, "you will go out in a few days. I'll come to you again when that time comes."

"Really?" Mei xiaoniang's eyes suddenly become bright.

Song Qing nodded: "lian'er is going to marry xuanyuanyi. You are her man. How can she watch you suffer in the dungeon? But you are so cruel. You almost killed her with such heavy medicine."

Meixiaoniang blushed and said, "how do I know that the castle master is so powerful? If you put that medicine on other men, it will be almost once or twice. "

Song Qingqing didn't tell her any more. He packed up his food box and then said, "don't tell anyone about what I'm looking for you. Otherwise, if you get sick again, I won't care about you."

Mei xiaoniang looked at her to leave, stretched out her hand and anxiously pulled her sleeve and asked: "can you really save me?"

Song Qingqing nodded seriously: "although you are deeply poisoned, as long as you believe me, I will certainly be able to let you out of the sea of suffering. At that time, I will leave Fengjiabao and find a safe place to live again."

Mei xiaoniang suddenly had hope, she whispered: "then I'll depend on you in the future."

Song Qingqing has two clues in Mei xiaoniang's mouth. One is that the place where the pain relieving pills are made should be in the back mountain area. As for the specific location, she needs to further explore. The other is the prophet. He is xuanyuanyi's leader and has extraordinary predictive ability. Although it's very difficult to deal with, it's not without flaws, After all, he figured out that there was a phoenix in the Phoenix family, but he didn't figure out the destruction of the Phoenix family.

On the way back, her brain kept running, but she didn't expect to bump into a man. The man grasped her wrist and said, "you just came at the right time. The master just ordered the chef to prepare tremella lotus seed soup for him. You can send it to him as soon as possible."

Song Qingqing instinctively refused: "I'm the one who is waiting on miss lian'er. How can I help you to do things?"

The kitchen manager looked at her suspiciously and asked, "aren't you a handy thing?"

Song Qingqing suddenly woke up. She almost forgot that lian'er was living in xuanyuanyi's study at this time. She had to smile: "look at my memory. OK, I'll help you to send it to me."

The head of the kitchen just handed the food box to her and watched her leave.

Song Qingqing is carrying a hot food box, and her face is full of tangles. If she goes to see Xuanyuan Yi in this dress, he will be suspicious. What can she do? At the moment, she doesn't know where she is. If she is, maybe she can help her out.

Before she knew it, she had come to the back garden path, where several maids were picking flowers, which attracted her attention.

Her eyes flashed cold, and she quickly sat on the ground and cried out.

One of the maids ran towards her quickly, looked at her in surprise and asked, "what's the matter with you? Is it a sprain? "