The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Ah Falcon looked at the sticky black and purple poisonous blood in the copper basin on the ground and asked hurriedly, "Prince, do you still want to vomit?" As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Jinghong coughed up another pool of poisonous blood.

Although Wen Qingcheng was upset with him and didn't talk to him, she carefully wiped the blood from his mouth. Ah Falcon took the basin out, and soon he heard noisy footsteps outside, approaching this side. Soon, torches were lit in Mo Jinghong's yard.

"Admiral, the prince has gone to bed. Please move to the guest hall." A Falcon raised his voice and said.

"They are coming for you!" Although Wen Qingcheng didn't know what Mo Jinghong was going to do, she knew that at this moment, those people were coming for him.

Mo Jinghong looked calm, "Don't panic, they don't dare to do anything to me, they just came to test me and see if I'm injured."

When Mo Jinghong heard Ah Falcon calling the other party "Admiral", he knew that someone from the Infantry Commander's Office had come. This Admiral Xie was a person promoted by the Third Prince. Mo Jinghong had witnesses of the Third Prince privately manufacturing weapons and attempting to seize power. If the Third Prince was sure that it was Mo Jinghong who took the witness away, he would certainly not let him go.

The people from the Infantry Commander's Office were searching for someone, and even the Prince's Mansion couldn't refuse, let alone this was the He Mansion. Master He came with a group of people, and when he saw Admiral Xie Lin, he smiled and clasped his fists and said, "Why is the Admiral here? Come on, invite the Admiral to the front hall for tea."

Xie Lin waved his hand, "No need, Master He, has the Prince of Qin gone to bed so early?" After saying that, without waiting for Master He to reply, he led his men directly into Mo Jinghong's room. He walked through the corridor and raised his hand to push open the bedroom door.

"Ah——" a clear female voice screamed.

Xie Lin walked around the screen and went in. Ah Falcon, Mr. He and the others followed him in. On the large carved bed, Mo Jinghong was holding a delicate and soft beauty. The beauty seemed to be frightened. She was wrapped in a quilt and trembling on Mo Jinghong's exposed chest. The whole room was filled with a fragrant and charming atmosphere.

Mo Jinghong saw them rushing in, his face darkened, and the next second Xie Lin stabbed at him with a sword. Mo Jinghong stood up holding Wen Qingcheng, pinched the sharp sword blade with two fingers, and gathered his internal strength in his left hand, and the sword blade immediately broke into two sections.

Xie Lin put away his sword, clasped his fists and said, "Your Highness. The light is dim, and I didn't know you were here. I have been ordered to arrest the murderer and have no intention of disturbing you."

Xie Lin thought it was impossible. How could he still use his internal energy after being poisoned by three insects and three herbs? Could it be that the man in black who was hit by the dart was not Mo Jinghong? He had fought with the man in black before. This man had extremely high kung fu skills. He could still fight for hundreds of rounds after being poisoned by the dart. He was one of the best masters in the Great Qi Dynasty. Apart from the Crown Prince who studied under the Sword Saint and the Prince of Qin, who else would have such strength?

Now that the witness has been rescued, how can the Third Prince feel at ease? How can he explain to the Third Prince if he cannot find the person?

On the bed, Wen Qingcheng's thin white arms were hooked around Mo Jinghong's neck, and her face was resting on Mo Jinghong's shoulder. Mo Jinghong reached out and stroked Wen Qingcheng's back twice as if to comfort her, and asked coldly with an angry look on his face: "Admiral Xie broke into my He Mansion's inner house with a sword in the middle of the night to search for people, did you want to kill me!"

"Your Highness has misunderstood. We are just following orders."

At this time, Mr. He walked to Xie Lin with a red face, "Thank you, Admiral, please keep today's matter confidential."

Xie Lin knew that he was talking about Mo Jinghong's affair with women. In his opinion, it was normal for a man to have several women. It was just that Mo Jinghong was very popular in front of the emperor now. Doing such a thing before marrying a wife did have an impact on his image. It was normal for Master He to say so. Seeing Master He's expression as if his family scandal had been exposed, it didn't seem like he was pretending.

"Have you finished the search? If you're done, get out of here!" Mo Jinghong's tone was cold and filled with anger.

Master He turned his head away in disappointment, not looking at the two people hugging each other on the bed. He didn't know that Mo Jinghong was injured, and thought that Wen Qingcheng sneaked into the He Mansion late at night and climbed onto his grandson's bed to force him to marry her. This shameless bitch, it's really unfortunate that his grandson is entangled with this woman. If this gets out, who will marry their own daughter to him?

Master He mobilized his internal strength and waved his hand. The curtains on the bed fell down and covered the vivid scene.

Wen Qingcheng just glanced at Mr. He's face and saw that it turned as dark as liver. She knew that he must have misunderstood. Mr. He, who already had a prejudice against her, hated her even more. But she couldn't care less at this time. Mo Jinghong had just been detoxified and his body was still very weak. He had already exhausted his strength by forcibly activating his internal energy. If Xie Lin attacked again, Mo Jinghong would become the focus of the third prince's pursuit.

Wen Qingcheng could feel Mo Jinghong's muscles trembling slightly. Fortunately, the next second, Xie Lin withdrew his troops. Now Mo Jinghong was a favorite of the emperor, a second-rank general of the state. He did not dare to offend him openly. He looked around and found no clues, so he led his men away.

Mr. He left angrily, sending Xie Lin and the others away. Ah Falcon hurriedly closed the door and observed the movements of Xie Lin and the others.

After Wen Qingcheng confirmed that no one was in the room, she left Mo Jinghong. However, the situation was urgent just now, and she had torn off her clothes, leaving her collar open, revealing a deep V. Mo Jinghong's eyes fell on that plump and elastic place for a moment, and then he looked away as if he had been electrocuted. His Adam's apple rolled, and he felt the blood surging all over his body. Another mouthful of dark red blood spurted out of his mouth.

Wen Qingcheng grabbed his wrist and felt his pulse. It was nothing serious. There was still some residual poison in his body. He just needed to drink spiritual spring water every day and it would be metabolized quickly.

After sending Xie Lin away, Master He quickly returned and sat in the front hall, asking Ah Falcon to call Mo Jinghong out. Ah Falcon whispered to Master He that his son was poisoned, and Miss Wen was just helping him cover it up.

After understanding what happened, Mr. He was worried and went into Mo Jinghong's bedroom. Wen Qingcheng had already put on her clothes, and when she saw Mr. He coming, she realized that she was still in bed, so she quickly got up and got out of bed.

Master He glanced at Wen Qingcheng, and then set his sights on Mo Jinghong. Although Master He was a pharmaceutical manufacturer, he understood medical principles when he was young. He checked Mo Jinghong's injuries and said in surprise, "The wound has been cleaned up, and it doesn't look like a sign of poisoning."

Ah Falcon said, "It was Miss Wen who cleared the poison from the prince. Miss Wen's acupuncture skills are unique."

Master He was relieved to see that Mo Jinghong was fine. He turned to look at Wen Qingcheng, "I didn't expect your medical skills to be so great. Thank you for Hong'er's matter. I will definitely give you a thank-you gift..."

Wen Qingcheng said coldly: "No need, I don't seek rewards when I save people. It makes no difference to me whether you save the prince or the beggar on the street." After saying that, she bowed to Master He and turned to leave.

"City..."

Mo Jinghong called out from behind. Wen Qingcheng stopped and turned her head to the side. "I have packed my things and can move out at any time. Please rest assured, Your Highness." After saying that, she walked out.

Seeing this, Ah Falcon clasped his fists towards Mo Jinghong and said, "I'll go and send Miss Wen back."

When Mo Jinghong heard how cold and distant Wen Qingcheng was towards him, he knew that she must have misunderstood that he wanted to drive her away, and he sighed slightly.