Concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion: The princess is not to be messed with

Chapter 41
Hearing what Jing Xiu and Ou Zhiyan said so ambiguously, Mo Qingling was still a little skeptical.In modern times, those whitening products are not the same and boast amazingly, but they have no effect at all.However, at this moment, she really wanted to whiten her skin, so Jing Xiu gave her these two bottles.Not to mention whether the effect is as unpredictable as they said, but she can also try it first.

"Thank you then." Mo Qingling put the two bottles away very bluntly.

Here, Xiao Fuzi also took the medicine, Mo Qingling wanted to give money, but Jing Xiu insisted on not accepting it.No way, Mo Qingling had no choice but to say thank you more.Jing Xiu told Mo Qingling how to use the medicine.Mo Qingling and Ou Zhiyan bid farewell to Jing Xiu and went home separately.

Originally, Ou Zhiyan wanted to send Mo Qingling, but Mo Qingling kept refusing.Ou Zhiyan had no choice but to watch Mo Qingling get into his carriage after leaving alone.

Jing Xiu stood at the door and watched the two leave, when Mo Qingling's figure had disappeared.Only then did Jing Xiu remember that he still asked Miss Mo's name.

Ou Zhiyan returned to Ou Mansion, and when he entered the house, he saw Xiao Chun'er guarding the gate.

"Master, you are back. If you don't come back, Madam will take my skin off." Xiao Chun'er saw Ou Zhiyan as if he saw a savior. The young master never came back, and he didn't know how tormented he was.

Ou Zhiyan didn't remember going to the front hall, but looked over there secretly, and asked, "Then Miss Chengjia is leaving." He deliberately chose to come back after lunch.He thought that at this time, after lunch and he didn't come back, the married family would feel very embarrassed and would leave soon.

"Still in the flower hall, having tea with Madam! Xiao Chun'er answered truthfully. He just told Madam that the young master is busy with business. Although Madam and the married family were very unhappy when he received a large order. However, In other words, a man should put his career first. Therefore, he didn't leave at this moment, he was drinking tea in the flower hall, and he wanted to see the young master no matter what he said.

"Oh! Ouch!" Ou Zhiyan patted his head suddenly.

"I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do and I have to go out immediately. Xiao Chun'er told my mother that I won't be coming back for dinner today."

Xiaochun's son felt big, there was a gust of wind, and before he had time to talk to the young master, the young master disappeared.

"Master, don't abandon me!" He didn't want to stay and face Madam, the Master even asked him to tell Madam that he won't come back for dinner, wouldn't it be his life!

Besides Mo Qingling, as soon as she returned to Guiyuan, Shuangxue seemed to see a savior.

"Miss, you're back. If you don't come back, the slaves don't know what to do." Shuangxue looked at Mo Qingling and whispered, because now she was leaving the servant's room in the courtyard.Shuangxue was afraid that Xianglan would hear her, so she didn't dare to make too much noise.

"What's wrong? Did something happen to that little boy?" Mo Qingling said as she walked into her room.

"Enen, that little boy with a fair face is very hot all over his body, and he's talking nonsense now. Slaves, using a cold towel to cool him down doesn't help." Shuangxue replied to Mo Qingling's words, a little better than Mo Qingling's. Two steps behind.If it was Nalan Jiuge, I don't know how he would feel if he knew that others called him the little boy.

"Oh, where is the young master!"

"Stay in the house!" She came out to see if the young lady was back, so she left the house.

"Hmm..." When he reached the door of the boudoir, Mo Qingling stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

When Mo Qingyan saw that Mo Qingling had returned, he threw himself into Mo Qingling's arms.

"Sister, you are back." My sister never came back, which made Mo Qingyan very worried about her safety.

"Yes, I'm back." Mo Qingling gently pushed Mo Qingyan away, and handed the medicine in her hand to Shuangxue.

"Go and decoct this medicine, remember three bowls of water, decoct into one bowl of water."

"Yes." Shuangxue took the medicine, went to the small kitchen in the yard to make medicine, and closed the door when she left.

Mo Qingling walked to the side of the soft couch, and saw that the little boy's face was as red as a boiled crab.Moreover, the face was covered with sweat, Mo Qingling reached out and touched the forehead of the little fair face, it was indeed frighteningly hot.

Mo Qingling's hand had just moved away from Xiaobailian's head when it was suddenly caught.

"Junior Sister, don't, don't..." The little boy kept shaking his head away, with a very painful expression on his face.

"Let go." Mo Qingling wanted to break free from the little boy's hand, but he didn't expect that the little boy still had such great strength after suffering such a serious injury.

"Junior Sister... I'm sorry, Junior Sister..." Xiaobailian was still talking nonsense.

Mo Qingling frowned in displeasure. She didn't like being treated as someone else.Mo Qingling's other hand grabbed Xiaobai's wrist, and when he exerted force, he heard a click.The little boy's hand hangs down feebly.

Mo Qingling didn't pinch the little boy's hand, but just dislocated his bones.However, after her own hand was freed, Mo Qingling restored the little boy's hand to its original shape.

"Click"

"Oh..." the little boy let out a muffled groan, this involved the bones, so it was naturally very painful.However, this little boy is unconscious now, and Mo Qingling can make troubles as he pleases.

Mo Qingling asked Mo Qingyan to help, and gave Xiaobai the golden medicine from Jingxiu.The medicine will not go anywhere easily, the little white face is humming in pain, after finally taking the medicine, Mo Qingling and Mo Qingyan are both sweating.Mo Qingling re-bandaged the wound for Xiaobailian, and went to wash his face with Mo Qingyan.

After taking the medicine, the little boy calmed down a lot, at least he stopped talking nonsense.

Half an hour later, Shuangxue's medicine was ready.But feeding the medicine turned out to be a problem, the little boy gritted his teeth and refused to let go.I fed a few spoonfuls, but none of the spoonfuls went in, and it was all wasted.

Mo Qingling was a little annoyed, she had never given him medicine so much when Mo Li was sick before!
"Nimma, don't feed him, just let him die." Mo Qingling lost his temper.

"Miss, this, this..." Shuangxue walked in with a small bamboo tube.

"Sister Shuangxue, what is this for?" Mo Qingyan asked Shuangxue incomprehensibly, are they feeding Xiaobailian brother medicine now?Sister Shuangxue, what's the matter with the pipe?

"Bamboo tube? Why are you holding one?" Mo Qingling also looked at Shuangxue and asked. She had watched a boring TV show together. The pig's feet are fed with bamboo tubes to drink medicine.Could it be that Shuangxue is holding a bamboo tube, what is she going to do?
"I heard that in many families, the young masters are sick and unconscious, and the maids use this bamboo tube to feed them medicine." There is no young master in their family, so they have never done this.

"Oh!" Mo Qingling nodded while propping her chin, stood up, and made room for Shuangxue.

"Then why don't you come?"

"Huh? I, how can I, I let the lady feed him." Shuangxue stuttered nervously, her face was as red as a monkey's butt.She felt right, she didn't have the idea of ​​feeding by herself, she was embarrassed.

"I don't want it." She drank it, and passed it into the little boy's mouth with a bamboo tube. Isn't the little boy just eating her saliva?Just thinking about it makes her feel sick, so she doesn't want to do it.

"Then what should we do? We can't really let him die!" Shuangxue felt that this little boy with a fair face was quite good-looking.It would be a pity if he died, there would be one less handsome man in this world.

Mo Qingling stared at the soft couch, with a painful little white face, but it should be a little red face at this moment.Mo Qingling stroked her chin and thought for a while, then suddenly snapped her fingers.

"There is."

Mo Qingling took the medicine bowl and walked to the soft edge and sat down, pinching Nalan Jiuge's nose very rudely.The nose was pinched and unable to breathe, Nalan Jiuge opened his mouth.

Seeing this opportunity, Mo Qingling said it was too late and then quickly poured down the medicine.

"It's done." Mo Qingling let go of Nalan Jiuge's nose, looked at the empty medicine bowl, and curled his lips in satisfaction.

Mo Qingyan and Shuangxue stared at Mo Qingling dumbfounded. Although this method was a bit rough and simple, it was very effective.

(End of this chapter)