Chapter 1802 It's Like Being Cursed

Chapter 223 It's like being cursed

Liu Zheng's eyes were dimmed, and he paused for a few seconds before suppressing the confusion in his eyes, "What the princess said is reasonable, it's because I didn't think carefully."

After finishing speaking, Mo Shanghua nodded, and the silver needle in her hand fell down on Yan Moli's side waist again.

And Yan Moli on the bed, his face was already distorted in pain, the veins on his forehead and even his neck were almost torn apart and exposed to the outside. Although his body was being controlled by the guards and Liu Zheng, he couldn't help but kept trembling slightly. It looked like it was in extreme pain.

However, the movement of Mo Shanghua's needles was still unhurried, and when her eyes glanced at the painful Yan Moli on the bed, her expression was indifferent, without pity, let alone worry, only looking at the endless indifference and indifference like a dead person .

It took a full half an hour before the trembling on Yan Moli's body subsided, and his distorted face returned to a somewhat normal state, but his eyes were still closed tightly, with a delirious appearance.

Liu Zheng and the guards who helped hold Yan Moli were sweating profusely. Seeing this, they couldn't help but relax, and each retreated to the side. However, Mo Shanghua was still the same as at the beginning, with a rosy complexion, not a bit tired, as if To her, this is just a very simple matter.

In fact, this matter was not too difficult for her. After all, she already had the antidote, and what she is doing now is just a superficial effort, and... to teach him some simple lessons.

"Princess, the decoction that Imperial Physician Liu ordered to be brewed just now is ready." At that time, Qin Ya stood outside the bead curtain that separated the inner and outer halls, reminding her softly.

"Bring it in and put it aside, by the way, you can keep it too." Mo Shanghua raised her voice while holding the silver needle.

Qin Ya came in with the soup, and Mo Shanghua asked her to wait, and continued with the matter at hand.

After taking back all the silver needles, he began to apply medicine to the wound on Yan Moli's body again. The movements of his hands were not as unhurried as before, and the speed accelerated a lot, and he cleaned Yan Moli's wound quickly Bandaged it again.

Although she helped him sew up the wound that day, it was only to ensure that the wound would not get worse. At this time, the poisonous hair, if there were no sutures from the previous few days, there might be more than just bleeding.

After doing this, Mo Shanghua put away the things in her hand, stood up and stepped out of the way, and glanced sideways at Qin Ya who was waiting next to her, "This is to get rid of the remaining poison in his body, you need to take it quickly, Qin Ya Ya, you come and feed him medicine."

Qin Ya lowered her head to look at the medicine bowl filled with a strong bitter smell, and then looked at the pale Yan Moli on the bed. Even though she didn't want to, she still obediently blessed her body, "Yes, I know."

As he said that, he took the medicine bowl and sat in Moshanghua's previous position, and with the help of the guard who was supposed to help but actually supervised, he obediently fed Yan Moli the medicine.

Mo Shanghua was free here, so she went directly to Yan Beicheng. Looking at the broken porcelain pieces at his feet, she couldn't help raising her brows slightly, "Your lord, is he too drunk with tea? Why did you break it up again?" Such a teacup."

Yan Beicheng didn't look sideways at Moshanghua's direction, but when he saw Moshanghua walking back with a very good complexion, his complexion turned dark, "My concubine, in front of this king, is with other men... Ben Wang Gan looked extremely, extremely...huh!"

Speaking of the latter, he didn't know what he thought of, his earlobe was slightly red, as if he had been cursed by some spell, and he couldn't say those words.

But she didn't want to, Mo Shanghua was also extremely slow to this kind of thing. He didn't explain it clearly, so she really didn't understand it, and her face was full of confusion, "What are you trying to say, a man, why are you so coy when you say it? Just let it go."

"You, you woman, how can you be so stupid! What a rotten tree!" Seeing this, Yan Beicheng became even more angry, gritted his teeth, and cursed in a low voice.

Mo Shanghua was even more confused, waiting for further inquiries, when there was a sudden sound of a porcelain bowl shattering beside the bed a few steps away, accompanied by a woman's exclamation.

Mo Shanghua's heart skipped a beat, and she turned around quickly, and saw that the medicine bowl in Qin Ya's hand was broken for some reason, and the porcelain pieces of the medicine juice fell on the ground, and the unique bitter medicine smell instantly spread to the entire bedroom.

"Your Highness!"

For some reason, the guard also changed his expression greatly, exclaimed, and then suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist with one hand, and laid it across Qin Ya's neck.

The chilly long sword lay across her soft and fragile neck. Qin Ya's small face turned pale with fright, her body trembled, her legs almost gave way, and she sat down on the ground. Fortunately, Mo Shanghua passed by in time and held her up. she.

It was also at this time that Mo Shanghua understood the reason for the drastic change in the faces of the few people.

I saw that Yan Moli, who was originally pale due to lack of qi and blood, turned dark blue for some reason, a small amount of blood gushed out from his nostrils, ears, and slightly closed eyes and lips, and his chest heaved weakly. It looked like they were dying soon.

The indifference on Mo Shanghua's face instantly faded away without a trace, and a serious look appeared in her eyes.

The guard was already furious, and he spoke without hesitation, "Okay, how could I be so bold as a little girl, dare to harm His Highness under my nose, it turns out that the princess is also involved!"

"Presumptuous!" Mo Shanghua's face suddenly turned cold, as if it was freezing point, "Did I just say that the poison has been cured? You are a martial artist with little medical skills. How can you conclude that this is my maid, or me?" Moved hands and feet?!"

Yan Beicheng hurried over at this time, and his complexion was not good when he saw this, "I don't know what's going on, brother emperor, but you want to commit murder openly here? Do you think this king is dead?!"

Between the words, it seemed that they were more annoyed at the guard's defiantness.

The guard was so shocked by the few people that he could barely react, his anger subsided slightly, and he had to put away the long sword in his hand, "This subordinate is impolite."

The cold expression on Mo Shanghua's face remained unchanged, and she pulled the terrified Qin Ya behind her, only staring at the guards condensedly, without saying a word, and did not intend to seek medical treatment.

No one noticed that at this time, Qin Ya's original expression of fright turned into a dull expression at some point, and she stood behind Mo Shanghua in a daze.

It wasn't until Mo Shanghua pushed her that she realized that her eyes became agitated instantly, and she wanted to say something to Mo Shanghua, but seeing Mo Shanghua's dignified expression, she swallowed the words when they reached her mouth, and she couldn't help it. Not daring to make trouble here, he nodded knowingly and hurried down.

Seeing that Mo Shanghua was still reluctant to make a move, and Yan Moli's expression was getting worse and worse, the guard couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

With this appearance, the meaning is already obvious.