The King of Drama takes me all the way to win

Chapter 20 What Can You Do For Me

Looking at Feng Qingyue's determined face, Long Yintian thought of the strong characters she had written before, as if realizing that he had overlooked something, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly invisibly.

"Miss Feng is going to steal someone from Yan Wang?"

"My lord, the toxins in your body are not born. People in the Taiyuan Hospital can't do it, but it doesn't mean that others can't do it either! What's more, everything in the world is mutual-generated and restrained. If there is poison, there must be an antidote. This is eternal. reason."

Feng Qingyue is a genius doctor of ghosts in the 21st century. She likes challenging difficult and difficult diseases the most. Even if she doesn't know the toxins in Long Yintian's body, she still believes that she can prepare the corresponding antidote.

When Long Yintian was not paying attention, she quickly pulled his wrist and pressed him heavily on the small square table in front of her, "My lord, Qingyue grew up in the army since she was a child, and she knows a little bit about medicine. Yue take a pulse for you?"

"Miss Feng, are you sure this is a pulse?"

Long Yintian looked at his wrist which was firmly pressed by her, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Feng Qingyue was slightly taken aback, and when she realized that she was holding his wrist tightly, she quickly let go: "Who... who said that I wasn't checking the pulse, this is... called, special treatment during special times!"

"Then Miss Feng has diagnosed the king's 'special' condition?"

Thinking of Feng Qingyue's erratic performance in the past two days, Long Yintian suddenly looked forward to the surprises she would bring him in the future.

He generously rolled up his sleeves, and moved his arms a little provocatively towards her.

Feng Qingyue looked at the red fingerprints she had left on his wrist, her little face instantly turned red.

Just looking at the expression on Long Yintian's face that deserves to be beaten, after she glared at him fiercely, she couldn't help but feel a little depressed, she turned around and lifted the curtains in a fit of anger, and simply kept out of sight.

The chirping sound coming from her ears made Feng Qingyue's eyes quickly turn to several court ladies and eunuchs who were washing the ground.

When Qin Wanru had received forty slaps, she couldn't bear it and passed out.But in order to let her remember this lesson firmly, Long Fengxuan directly ordered the maid to pour ice water on her to wake her up before starting the cane punishment.

"looking at what?"

When Long Yintian noticed the cold air emanating from Feng Qingyue's body, he immediately looked in the direction of her line of sight, "It seems that the fight is over."

"Why did your lord help me?"

Feng Qingyue remembered the message that the birds had conveyed to her early in the morning, and immediately put down the curtain to look back at Long Yintian, the guard in her eyes became clear at this moment.

"What does the prince want Qingyue to do, it's better to make it clear at once."

"What can Miss Feng do for this king?" Deliberately suppressing the unhappiness in his heart, Long Yintian's tone was a bit cold, and his gaze towards Feng Qingyue became even darker.

Feng Qingyue's body froze violently, and her hands resting on her knees clenched into fists subconsciously.

She can detoxify him!

But Feng Qingyue couldn't say this.

"My lord, Miss Feng, we've arrived at the gate of the palace."

When the guard Si Wei's voice sounded outside the carriage, Feng Qingyue's originally tense mood immediately relaxed.

She didn't look at Long Yintian's face, but just jumped out of the car after the car stopped, and followed the bird's 'direction' all the way to the imperial study.

In the ears, the birds were still chirping.

Feng Qingyue raised her head and glanced at them irritably, the birds seemed to have sensed something, they seemed afraid to continue chirping beside her, and they all flew away in fright.

"It's none of my business, who asked him to provoke me first."

"Who provoked you?"

(End of this chapter)