The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

"Lotus!" Xuanyuan Yi looking at her back, quickly let ink pool catch up, lest she will have an accident.

Song Qing left and went to his own yard.

Xuanyuan Yi quietly clenched his fist and smashed it on the ground.

Mochi looked at lian'er in shock. Her face was full of mottled tears. As she cried, she reached out to untie her clothes: "Mochi, I always know you like me, but my heart is all on brother Yi. Now, he doesn't care about me. I can only beg you. My grandfather is dead. I have no other skills, The only thing you can rely on is this body. Don't you like me? Now I'll give you my body and use myself as a chip to help me kill that bitch, OK

Ink pool face red ears quickly back: "Lotus son you don't like this!"

Lian'er looked at him incredulously: "do you dislike me? Ink pool? Don't you even touch me? "

Mo Chi quickly helped her put on her clothes and said, "lian'er, you are the master's son. Don't talk to the child. He doesn't care about you, but he is in a dilemma now. You have to be considerate of him!"

"I don't know!" Lian'er screamed and looked at him with tears in her eyes and said, "do you want my grandfather to die in vain? Ink pool? We all grew up with grandfather. He loves us. Now that he's dead, don't we take revenge? How can you have the heart? "

Mo Chi clenched his fist hard, and a struggle flashed through his eyes for a long time. He gritted his teeth and said, "OK, I'll go to avenge your grandfather, but you have to listen to me. No matter whether I succeed or fail in revenge, I have to be with the master and listen to her, OK?"

Seeing the twinkling friendship under Mochi's eyes, lian'er took the initiative to touch his lips and said, "Mochi, I'm wrong. It's my wrong person. If I had known you well, why should I stick to him again."

Mo Chi sighed helplessly, stroked her soft hair and said: "the master has the pain in his heart. That woman is the only bargaining chip for his revenge. Naturally, he is not willing to do it."

Lian'er argued: "but she killed my grandfather. Shouldn't she die?"

Mo Chi nodded and said, "I'll help you to kill her. Now go back obediently. Don't be angry with the master. He's already in a bad mood. Don't let him worry any more."

A fierce light flashed on lian'er's face. She gritted her teeth and said, "you go kill that cheap woman, and I can't be idle. Mei xiaoniang and that cheap woman come back from the back mountain together. My grandfather will die, and I'll take her life!" With that, he turned and walked away quickly.

Mochi wants to stop her, but she opens her mouth and swallows it back. Lianer's willfulness is unknown to others. He knows it clearly, so as long as she recognizes something, she will never give up.

Song Qingqing came back to the room, tired, but she didn't dare to sleep. She knew that lian'er would not let her go, and she didn't trust Mei xiaoniang to leave, so she let her stay with her.

Mei xiaoniang was a little uncomfortable and said, "you've been tired for a long time. Why don't you sleep for a while? There's a lime out there. It's going to be OK. "

Song Qingqing said with a wry smile: "xuanyuanyi naturally did not dare to kill me, but what about lianer? According to what you know about her, what can she do? "

Mei xiaoniang clenched her fist and said, "she will try her best to avenge us!"

"So!" Song Qingqing hugged his shoulders lazily and said, "we can't sleep. We'd better wait for someone to come."

Mei xiaoniang said: "do you know who will come?"

Song Qingqing pondered: "xuanyuanyi can't come here. He knows better than anything. He knows what he will lose if he kills me, so he won't be so stupid. But the ink pool around him is different. You are so familiar with lian'er, don't you see the friendship of ink pool for her?"

Mei xiaoniang was frozen there for a long time before she murmured: "do you think the Mochi master will come to kill us?"

Song Qingqing did not say anything, which was tantamount to acquiescence.

Meixiaoniang's small face turned pale instantly. She gritted her teeth and said, "master Mochi's martial arts are unfathomable. Can you deal with him?"

Song Qingqing shook his head, looked at the shaking candle, and said: "I'm not sure." At this time, she didn't mean to frighten and flatter her. After all, the assassination in Mochi, the capital, took her a lot of effort to escape. At that time, shangguanrui was still protecting her, but now she was the only one.

Mei xiaoniang squeezed the brocade in her hand and said, "no, the master of Mochi won't kill us. After all, he doesn't dare to do it without the order of the castle master."

Song Qingqing sneers: "the reason why Xuanyuan Yi didn't stop lian'er from looking for Mochi is that he wanted to give her an explanation."

Meixiaoniang has never been so afraid, because she knows that Mochi is the first-class guard around the castle master, and his kung fu is very high, which is highly appreciated by the castle master.

All of a sudden, the original burning candle suddenly went out, and the strong murderous air mixed with the cold swept by, which made song Qingqing's clothes windless.

She sat on the chair, and could not see her face in the dark, but she could see the shivering little girl behind her.

Mochi had already stood outside the door. His sharp sword penetrated through the door. They were breathing heavily in the oppressed room.

With the spirit of twelve points, she knew that the battle with Mochi could not be avoided.

The shocking sound of breaking the air suddenly rang out, and the door fell down. With a long sword in his hand, the soaring Mochi stabbed song Qingqing.

"Ah Mei xiaoniang uttered earth shaking screams.

Song Qingqing grabbed her and threw her out.

Mei xiaoniang falls to the bedside and looks back in shock. With the help of the long sword, she can see that the sword is rubbing song Qingqing's head. She bends down neatly and narrowly to avoid the attack.

At this time, the silver needle in Song Qing's hand shot quickly.

Mo Chi raised his lips and swept away the silver needle with his sword. When he was proud of himself, he did not realize that the third silver needle had arrived again.

Almost exactly the same time, Mo Chi waved his sword hastily, but did not stop the silver needle.

He couldn't believe why he saw two silver needles, but there was a third one. He had never seen such flying needles before.

The third silver needle shot to his shoulder, let him subconsciously back half step.

Song Qingqing calmly lit the candle, in front of him were the eyes of Mo Chi and his angry face.

"You should be very curious about how this third silver needle shot you, right?" She frowned at him, her face full of undisguised sarcasm.

Mo Chi hummed coldly: "it's just a small skill of carving insects. What is it?"