Dressed as a villain's vicious wife, she cheated on her way to escape.

Chapter 30 Strong medicine!
"Who?!"

The city guard was so excited that he almost jumped out of bed!
Mo Jinglin suddenly stopped himself and changed the topic, "Forget it, you are an upright official and will never show favoritism. I can't break your integrity. Just pretend that I didn't say anything just now."

After saying that, Mo Jinglin stood up and left.

"My lord!"

The city guard grabbed Mo Jinglin's sleeve.

It was even more despairing than the death of my parents, "I can't forget it! I kowtow to you! Please save me! Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda! I will remember your great kindness for the rest of my life." !”

Mo Jinglin frowned, very embarrassed, "That's inappropriate."

"Your Majesty! Please! Please show mercy! I have worked hard all my life, but I haven't enjoyed any blessings yet! If I just die like this, I won't be able to rest in peace!"

The city guard originally wanted to beg Mo Jinglin to speak more miserably, but the more he spoke, the more he felt that this was the case.

He has just turned fifty, and last year he had a son. The younger son still can't even call him "dad".

He just went like this, he was so damned at a loss!
The city guard felt sad, with tears and runny noses running down his face.

Mo Jinglin looked at the dirt on his sleeves, and silently clenched the phalanges in his sleeves.

Sighing, "She is in prison. She has cured the miasma before, and the current situation will not get worse. Sir, let's just be a doctor."

The city guard suddenly realized, "The prince is talking about Miss Bai!"

Mo Jinglin said, "It stands to reason that since she has a case on her hands now, she shouldn't be out of prison. How about going to the prison yourself?"

"No, no, no! Xiaguan really can't walk a step now. It's better to invite Miss Bai to come over!"

Afraid of Mo Jinglin's further obstruction, the city guard quickly waved to the housekeeper, "You! Go and invite Miss Bai over!"

"Me?!" When the old housekeeper heard this, he felt as if he had stepped on a hedgehog.

The city guard immediately realized that this man was sent to deliver poison to Bai Qingluo last night, so sending him here would simply add fuel to the fire.

Afraid that Mo Jinglin would catch some clues, he waved his hand randomly and said, "Just ask anyone to go, and they have to run fast!"

"Okay, sir!" The old housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief.

He is really afraid of Bai Qingluo now, that girl is very evil!
He still couldn't remember why he brought the poisoned food and wine to his family last night.

If the master was really poisoned to death, he should be dead by now!

"Come here! Watch the tea!" The city guard's attitude towards Mo Jinglin was no longer the superficial fake respect last night. "Your Majesty, please sit down! I don't have anything good here. Lushan Yunwu Tea" How about some drinks?"

Mo Jinglin lifted his clothes and sat down calmly, "I prefer Mingqian Longjing."

The city guard's flesh aches!
Who on earth said that Prince Jing only knew how to lead troops to fight and did not know how to enjoy luxury?

Lushan Yunwu is no longer cheap, but if you replace it with Mingqian Longjing, the market price will more than five times increase!
"Did you hear that the prince wants to drink Mingqian Longjing? Why don't you go make some tea?" The city guard glared at the old housekeeper angrily.

The old housekeeper was also afraid that he would have the opportunity to leave when he saw Bai Qingluo later, so he immediately agreed to leave very quickly.

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Bai Qingluo came after a stick of incense.

In fact, it's just around the corner from the prison, so it won't take that long at all.

But when the city guard went to invite them for the first time, Bai Qingluo refused.

The city guard begged his grandfather to sue his grandmother, and tried to persuade him. Finally, he knelt down directly before Mo Jinglin and begged him to intercede.Bai Qingluo in the prison was only willing to move when he saw Mo Jinglin appear.

So Mo Jinglin would appear with her.

Mo Jinglin stood behind her and warned in a low voice, "Enough is enough. After all, you are a court official. It will be very troublesome if someone is killed."

Bai Qingluo raised his eyebrows, "What, you didn't do it clean enough?"

Mo Jinglin lowered his eyes and looked at her seriously.

Bai Qingluo suddenly felt a little unsure, "...Didn't you do it?"

Mo Jinglin was noncommittal and said calmly, "Chaoyun State will repeatedly investigate and confirm the cause of the death of a court official, record it in a book, and submit it to the imperial capital."

Bai Qingluo, "So?"

Mo Jinglin withdrew his gaze and looked forward, "What if he dies and a more troublesome official is replaced?"

It might not have been possible originally, but now, he has revealed his identity.

His suspicious and seriously ill royal brother knew he was here, so it was hard to say who he would send.

Bai Qingluo frowned in disgust for a moment, "Well forget it. The clothes are not as good as the new ones. Don't worry, I know what to do."

Rather than switching to a new opponent who has no clue about his origins, it is obvious that the city guard in front of him, who has been tortured to the point of losing his humanity, is much cuter.

"You two," the servant nodded and came over, "My lord is still waiting inside. Can we go in?"

Bai Qingluo sighed, "Why are you panicking? I haven't eaten yet. All the big things can only be done after I fill my stomach."

When the city guard inside heard this, he wailed directly, "Miss Bai! Saving people is like putting out fire. Miss Bai, please do a good job and treat me first, please! I thank you, thank you for eight generations of our ancestors!" "

Bai Qingluo strode into the door and said dissatisfied, "Why do you speak so eccentrically? Are you so grateful? Are you happy when I greet your eight generations of ancestors?"

The city guard lying on the bed was miserable. Every time he delayed, his life would be worse than death.

The rashes on my body are no longer just itchy, but also painful, as painful as a pinprick!

There were as many needles sticking into his flesh as there were rashes!
I feel dizzy, want to vomit and have stomach upset, and I can't even drink a sip of water!
"I was wrong, it's all my fault, please, Miss Bai..."

Mo Jinglin stopped Bai Qingluo and said, "Let me prepare the food. You first tell me how to treat it, and prepare it at the same time. We won't waste any time."

The city guard wanted to give Mo Jinglin a slap in the face right away!
His Royal Highness Prince Jing is a living Bodhisattva!

Bai Qingluo stepped forward, and someone else immediately handed over gloves and a mugwort-smoked handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose.

Bai Qingluo actually knew that breathing was not contagious, and the main thing was not to touch the patient's body fluids.

Blood, sweat, and the pus that comes out of those rashes are bad.

So she only wore gloves, roughly checked the condition of the city guard, and took her pulse.

Ha, this situation is exactly the same as Zhao Rui not long ago. It would be strange if someone didn't do something.

The city guard was full of hope but also very scared, "How is it?"

Bai Qingluo put his hand into the quilt with a serious expression, "In your situation, you need strong medicine!"

"Xiaxiaxiaxia! As long as I can cure the disease, I can do anything!" The city guard almost cried with joy!

(End of this chapter)