Chapter 1623 Thin and Delicate

Chapter 44 Thin and Weak

"Sister has the kindest heart, so why would I care about these things with you." Mo Shanghua's pale lips curled up into a smile, full of the demeanor of a considerate elder sister.

"I knew that sister treats people the best." Liu Qianqian also raised the corners of her lips and smiled softly.

After a pause, she seemed to see something, her brows were slightly frowned, "Sister must be uncomfortable sitting like this, why don't you put a few soft pillows behind you."

Mo Shanghua glanced sideways at her back, she was indeed sitting upright on the bed, and there was nothing to lean on behind her, it would be more comfortable to put a few soft pillows.

However, it might not be that simple when these words came out of Liu Qianqian's mouth.

She narrowed her eyes, but she didn't move, she was about to stand still.

After Liu Qianqian finished speaking, without looking at Mo Shanghua's expression, she glanced sideways at Qing'er beside her.

Qing'er immediately understood, and hurriedly stepped forward with a smile, "Princess, this servant is here to serve you."

As he said that, without waiting for Mo Shanghua to answer, he hurriedly walked forward, wanting to get the soft pillow beside her.

If you want to take this soft pillow, you have to raise your arms unavoidably to go around Moshanghua's body. Therefore, her every move is clearly reflected in Moshanghua's eyes, but she doesn't care about it at all. Unconsciously.

The moment Qing'er raised her hand, Moshang Hua's eyes seemed to flicker, and she quickly looked carefully, and saw a silver needle with a cold glow clearly sandwiched between her slender fingers.

If such a small thing is inserted into the soft pillow while holding the soft pillow, there will be no abnormality on the outside of the soft pillow, but as long as a person lies down, the silver needle will definitely be pierced into the flesh.

While the God of Lightning was thundering, Mo Shanghua had already figured out the key points, her heart sank, and she hurriedly raised her hand pretending not to care, wanting to stroke the broken hair on her temples.

This seemingly random raising of the hand actually contained a bit of strength. Qing'er never expected that Moshanghua would make such a move. Her arm was immediately blocked back, and the silver needle between her fingers unexpectedly It just fell on the brocade quilt in full view of everyone.

Because Mo Shanghua bumped her hand in mid-air, when she saw something dropped, she subconsciously wanted to reach out to get it, her face was full of doubts, "What is it?"

Qing'er panicked, she quickly put the silver needle in her palm, and shook her head anxiously: "It's nothing, the princess is wrong."

Liu Qianqian held onto the hand of the soft gauze handkerchief lightly, and couldn't help tightening it. The handkerchief was immediately pinched and wrinkled in the palm of her hand, but she didn't realize it, her eyes fell on Qing'er's hand holding the silver needle without blinking. superior.

Qin Ya has been waiting by Moshanghua's side all the time. As early as the moment Qing'er put away the silver needle, she saw the things clearly, was startled, and kicked Qing'er out without thinking.

"Bold servant girl, you are holding a silver needle that can kill people, how dare you lie!"

Qing'er was caught off guard and kicked, and immediately took a few steps backwards with unsteady steps, and then sat on the ground with her buttocks, because of the pain and tension, her palms subconsciously closed.

It was in such a tight moment that the silver needle held tightly in the palm instantly pierced the flesh and penetrated deeply into the tender flesh of the palm.

"what!"

With a scream, Qing'er quickly let go, raised her hand to look at her palm, saw the silver needle pierced in her palm, and the tiny drops of blood on her palm, she was shocked and terrified.

Seeing this, Liu Qianqian suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, and was about to say something when Qing'er suddenly rolled and crawled to her feet, holding her skirt tightly.

"Miss, help me, I beg you, I beg you, give me the antidote, I don't want to die!"

She was well aware of what was smeared on the silver needle, and her strong desire to survive controlled her brain thinking, which made her do such absurd things while being terrified.

Liu Qianqian's complexion changed slightly, and she tried her best to maintain her expression, showing a look of shock, "Qing'er, you, how could you harbor ill feelings towards my sister? That's my sister, how could you be so cruel?" ?”

During the speech, he deliberately avoided the theory of understanding the medicine, and only made a heartbroken appearance.

Seeing this, Qing'er's eyes flashed with hatred, and she was about to drag Liu Qianqian into the water, when she felt cramps in her abdomen, black blood flowed out of her mouth and nose, and her whole body was filled with pain. appearance.

While sobbing in pain, she grabbed Liu Qianqian's skirt firmly, and murmured: "Miss, help, help, slave, slave..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his hand dropped down, but his eyes widened unwillingly, coupled with the black blood from his mouth and nose, his whole person was extremely terrifying.

"Ah!" Liu Qianqian immediately took a few steps back with horror on her face, her legs softened and she fell on the bed, tears streaming down her fair cheeks, her figure became thinner and more slender.

A cold look suddenly flashed across Mo Shanghua's eyes, and his face was somber, "Qin Lin, quickly send someone to invite Doctor Liu over."

Qin Lin responded, and went down in a hurry. After a while, Liu Zheng hurried over with the medicine box on his back.

Mo Shanghua ignored Liu Qianqian, and directly pointed at Qing'er who was lying on the ground, "I'll trouble Doctor Liu to take a look."

"Yes." Liu Zheng nodded, then walked over with the medicine box on his back, held Qing'er's cheek to look at it, then opened her palm again, and examined it carefully.

Before the results of the inspection came out, Yan Beicheng, Yan Moli and others came in a hurry.

At that time, Liu Qianqian was gently pinching the soft gauze handkerchief, pear blossoms were crying beside her, and her shoulders trembled slightly from time to time because of the fright, as if she would faint from crying at any time, which made people feel extremely pity .

Seeing someone coming in, her tearful eyes fell on Yan Moli, but she only glanced at him, then quickly withdrew her gaze, and stepped forward to salute with lowered eyes.

"Miss Liu is shocked, so there's no need to be polite." Yan Moli glanced at her lightly, and replied casually in a polite and distant manner, but there was a dark ink color flashing across the bottom of his eyes.

"Yes." Liu Qianqian nodded her head twitching, and obediently stood aside.

The moment Yan Cenxuan saw the flowers on Moshang, he felt his heart constricted fiercely, and his fingertips moved slightly, but after all, they slowly formed into fists without any other movement.

As soon as Yan Beicheng entered the room, his eyes were locked on Moshanghua. Seeing that she seemed to want to get up, he pressed her shoulder lightly before he hurriedly walked away, gritted his teeth angrily and said, "Princess, don't move if you are not in good health." Already, this matter will be handled by the King.”

Although his face was so angry, the bottom of his eyes was only deep and clear.

Mo Shanghua glanced at the people standing behind him from the corner of her eye, and when her gaze fell on Yan Cenxuan, her heart skipped a beat for no reason, she hurriedly withdrew her gaze, and said softly, "Okay."