V2.Chapter 44

"My sister's heart is the most kind. How can I care about it with you?" On the street flower light color lip edge light raises a touch of smile, is full of a pair of understanding elder sister demeanor.

"I knew my sister was the best." Liu Qianqian also raised his lips and laughed softly.

After a pause, she seemed to see something, and her eyebrows were gently frowned into a group. "If my sister is sitting like this, the body must be uncomfortable. It's better to put a few soft pillows behind her."

The flower on the street looked sideways at her back. She is really sitting upright on the bed now. There is nothing to lean on behind her. It is better to put a few soft pillows for comfort.

But, this word says from Liu Qianqian mouth, afraid is not so simple.

Her eyes narrowed, but she did not move, ready to stand still.

After Liu Qianqian finished speaking, he did not see the look of flowers on the street, and then looked at the side of Qing'er.

Clear son immediately will come over, busy smile comes forward, "princess, maidservant comes to serve you."

Say, also do not wait for a stranger to answer, hurriedly come forward, want to take the soft pillow of her body side.

If you want to take this soft pillow, you have to lift your arm and go around the body of flowers on the street. Therefore, her every move is clearly reflected in the eyes of flowers on the street, but she doesn't feel it at all.

At the moment when Qing'er raised her hand, she seemed to shake her eyes before the flower. She was busy gazing carefully. She saw that there was a silver needle between her slender fingers.

If such a tiny thing is inserted into the soft pillow while holding the soft pillow, the outside of the soft pillow will not be any different. However, as long as a person lies down, he will surely pierce the silver needle into the skin and flesh.

During the thunder of the God of electricity, the flower on the street has already thought about the gate, and his heart is heavy. He is busy raising his hand unintentionally and wants to brush his hair between his temples.

This seemingly casual hand lift, but it contains some strength in it, Qing'er didn't expect that the flowers on the street would do this. Her arm was immediately blocked back, and the silver needle between her fingers fell on the brocade quilt in full view of the public.

On the street flower because of the collision in the mid air hand, saw dropped a thing, then subconsciously want to extend out to take, the surface is full of doubts, "what thing?"

Qing'er was flustered in her heart. She quickly put a silver needle in her palm and shook her head in a hurry: "nothing. The princess is wrong."

Liu Qianqian light persistent soft gauze handkerchief's hand, can't help but a tight, the handkerchief will be pinched in the palm of the wrinkling, but she seems to be unconscious, the eyes of a twinkling fell on Qing'er's hand holding the silver needle.

Qin Ya has been waiting on the side of the flower on the street. As early as the moment qinger put away the silver needle, she saw the things clearly. She was surprised, but she kicked Qing'er out without thinking.

"Bold servant, what you have in your hand is a silver needle that can kill people, and you dare to lie!"

Qing'er was caught off guard and was kicked. At the moment, she stepped back unsteadily for several steps, and then she sat on the ground. Because of the pain and tension, her palms closed subconsciously.

It is such a folded room, tightly held in the palm of the silver needle instantly pierced the flesh, deeply into the palm tender meat.

"Ah

Qing'er screamed, and quickly released her hand. She raised her hand to look at her palm, the silver needle stabbed in the palm, and some tiny blood beads in the palm. She was shocked and frightened.

Liu Qianqian sees this, in the heart suddenly gives birth to the bad premonition, is about to open the mouth to say something, Qing'er suddenly rolled to her feet, tightly pulling her skirt.

"Help me, miss. Please give me the antidote. I don't want to die!"

She knew what had been smeared on the silver needle, and her strong desire for survival manipulated her brain thinking, which made her panic, but she did such a ridiculous thing.

Liu Qianqian's face changed slightly, trying to maintain his own expression, and put on a look of shock, "Qing'er, how can you, how can you feel bad about your sister? That's my sister. How can you be so cruel? "

Words, but deliberately avoid the antidote said, only to make a pair of distressed appearance.

When Qing'er saw this, her eyes flashed a bit of hate. She was about to drag Liu Qianqian into the water. She felt colic in her abdomen, and her mouth and nose flowed black blood. The whole person was in agony.

She sobbed bitterly and grabbed Liu Qianqian's skirt. She murmured: "Miss, help, help, maidservant, maidservant..."

A word has not finished, the hand will drop down, but the eyes are unwilling to stare big, coupled with the black blood of the mouth and nose, the whole person is extremely frightening.

"Ah Liu Qianqian stepped back several steps with panic on her face. Her legs were soft and fell on the bed. Tears fell down her white cheeks, and her posture became thinner and weaker.

On the street flower Mou bottom suddenly delimits a touch of cold color, the complexion is heavy and ran, "Qin Lin, quickly send someone to ask Liu Yuyi to come over."

Qin Lin answered and went down in a hurry. After a while, Liu Zheng came in a hurry with a medicine box on his back.

On the street flower ignored Liu Qianqian, directly raised the finger to lie on the ground of Qing'er, "bother Liu Yuyi to have a look.""Yes." Liu Zheng nodded, then walked over with the medicine box on his back, took a look at Qing'er's cheek, and then went to break open her palm and examine it carefully.

Before checking out the result, Yan Beicheng, Yan Mo Li and others came in a hurry.

At that time, Liu Qianqian was holding a soft gauze handkerchief and weeping beside her. Her shoulders trembled slightly from time to time because she was frightened, as if she would cry faintly at any time, which made people feel pity.

Seeing someone coming in, her tearful eyes fell on Yan Mo Li, but she just glanced back. Then she quickly took back her eyes and bowed her eyes to see him.

"Miss Liu is frightened. Don't be so polite." Yan Mo Li Mou light lightly swept her one eye, politely distant casually returned a sentence, but that Mou bottom, it is crossed a few minutes of obscure dark ink color.

"Yes." Liu Qianqian this just whimpered and nodded, obediently standing on one side.

Yan cenxuan saw the flowers on the street for a moment, he felt his heart shrink hard, fingertips moved for a while, but it was slowly cage into a fist, there was no other action.

As soon as Yan Beicheng came into the room, his eyes were locked on him. Seeing that she seemed to want to get up, he pressed her shoulder lightly before he left. His face was full of angry teeth and said, "princess, if you are not well, don't move. This matter will be dealt with by the king."

Although his face was so indignant, his eyes were just deep and clear.

The flower on the street swept his eyes with the rest of his light. When the light of the eyes fell on Yan cenxuan's body, he jumped for no reason in his heart. He quickly took back his eyes and said in a soft voice: "good."