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085 I don't care if I love to help my mother or not

The maid who had been guarding her hurriedly ran to notify Qi Mo. With a huff, except for the purple eagle who was out and the immobile Huang Ying, Feng Jin, Qi Mo and several other eagles all came. [ ] The maid carefully helped him.

The princess, who had been in a coma for more than a month before she even came through the door, clumsily gave her water in full view of everyone.

Zhong Qingye's face was still very pale and her energy was very low. Being bedridden for more than a month had made her extremely depressed. Her already thin body had become thinner and thinner. She leaned on the maid and was able to attract everyone.

"How do you feel?" Feng Jin asked.

Zhong Qingye shook his head slightly, twitching the corners of his mouth as if he wanted to smile, but failed because of too much muscle strength, so he could only whisper: "It's okay."

Because she drank too little water for a long time, her voice was extremely hoarse and weak. Seeing her like this, everyone who wanted to ask her what her condition was that day was too embarrassed to ask. She drank water and took medicine and then fainted again.

Fell into a deep sleep.

No matter what, Zhong Qingye finally came back from hell. Except for Huang Ying who couldn't get out of bed, everyone else's health was basically fine. Everything finally recovered and gradually returned to the normal track. Everything was getting better.

direction of development.

The next day, Qi Mo came back from the court, his face was extremely troubled, and the air-conditioning around him was almost freezing. As soon as he entered the palace, he went straight to Zhong Qingye's room. Feng Jin and several maids were helping Zhong Qingye take medicine. Qi Mo

Feng Jin asked Zhong Qingye rudely when he could get out of bed and walk.

Feng Jin felt Zhong Qingye's pulse, turned to Qi Mo and said, "According to her current recovery speed, it will take at least half a month."

When Qi Mo heard this, his expression was extremely disgusting. Hong Ying walked in behind him. Feng Jin and Zhong Qingye knew that the agreement between Qi Mu and Emperor Yeluxie of Dongshang had finally been finalized, and the marriage team of Dongshang would

Arriving seven days later, if Qi Mo cannot marry Zhong Qingye before then, he will marry Yelv Meixue, the little princess of Dongshang.

If this really happens, then all his previous efforts will be in vain. No wonder he looks so sad.

"Feng Jin, is there any way you can help the princess' body recover as soon as possible? We have already achieved this step, and it would be so disgusting to fall short." Hong Ying said to Feng Jin.

Feng Jin sneered: "What do you think Ah Qing is? Her health is already bad enough, and forcing her to speed up her recovery will only further aggravate her future damage! How can a human body be so messed up?!"

Hongying was speechless. He didn't know Zhong Qingye's physical condition, but the current situation was that if she couldn't marry Qi Mo within five days, all the torture she was suffering now would be in vain.

There's nothing left to ask for abuse.

"Feng Jin..." Zhong Qingye, who was lying on the soft cushion, suddenly whispered in a hoarse voice: "Help me..."

Feng Jin lowered his head slightly, and his voice became slightly warmer: "Your body can't bear to be injured again."

"I know." Zhong Qingye nodded slightly, his half-closed eyes looked very tired: "But it would be a pity to give up like this. Wouldn't all the suffering I have suffered be in vain? Qi Mu...that bastard...'

Zhong Qingye was not a fool, and the injury did not damage his brain. He took advantage of the short period of waking up to connect the two events and figure out who was behind the scenes.

It's not that I didn't expect Qi Mu to take action, but I didn't expect that it would be a killing move. And the medicine he used was...

Zhong Qingye's half-draped eyelashes twitched slightly, a scarlet light flickered in his eyes, and his whole body instantly became much more ferocious.

A hand suddenly covered her forehead, and a faint warmth came over her. Zhong Qingye's thoughts were suddenly interrupted. The red light in his eyes disappeared immediately, and he raised his head in confusion. Feng Jin smiled at her, broad and slender.

He gently rubbed the white gauze wrapped around her head with his fingers and said softly: "I can help you, but you have to tell me what happened that day."

According to Hong Ying, the reason why she lost control of her emotions was probably caused by the poisonous smoke. However, as far as he knew, Yuesheng was just drugged and did not cause emotional problems. So what happened to Zhong Qingye?

Woolen cloth?

As soon as Feng Jin's words came out, the whole room fell silent. Qi Mo and Hong Ying both looked at Zhong Qingye. Why she lost control was something they had never understood.

Zhong Qingye was stunned for a moment, then slowly lowered his head and closed his eyes, saying in a calm voice: "If you don't want to help me, forget it."

Hongying was a little surprised. Zhong Qingye gave up so readily? This was so inconsistent with her personality.

Zhong Qingye turned his head and glanced at Qi Mo, and said reluctantly: "Since it's broken down, I will return the deposit to you, but don't want to take back the things you gave me when you proposed marriage." She tilted her head.

Leaning on the soft cushion, the expression on his face was one of extreme unwillingness. He paused, then gritted his teeth and said with all his strength: "I will settle this account with Qi Mu!"

Seeing that she was ready to give up the deal, both Qi Mo and Feng Jin knew that she would not tell them the reason why she lost control. Qi Mo's expression was cold and emotionless, and he did not speak or express anything. Feng Jinnai

He sighed, shook his head slightly, turned to Qi Mo and said: "The fastest I can do is five days in advance, so that Ah Qing can take action within ten days."

Zhong Qingye was stunned, and quickly raised his head to look at Feng Jin with bright eyes. Feng Jin looked at her with a look of helplessness, and stretched out his hand to rub the hair on her forehead affectionately.

Zhong Qingye suddenly stiffened, his eyes trembled, and he looked away. Unfortunately, Feng Jin had already turned his attention to Qi Mo and did not notice her momentary abnormality.

"But even so, there is still a three-day time difference. The little princess of Dongshang will be here in seven days..." Hong Ying muttered, then turned to Feng Jin dissatisfied: "It's already five days early.

Can’t you mention it for three more days?”

Feng Jin replied calmly: "Okay, then you will bring it to me?"

Red Eagle: "..."

"There's only so much I can do. Even if you don't consider Ah Qing's body, I put her health first. If Ah Qing hadn't spoken out, I would never have let this happen." Feng Jin was very unhappy.

He said politely, slowly narrowed his eyes, and looked at Qi Mo darkly: "Ten days is the limit that her body can bear. If you don't even have the ability to delay the time for a few days, I think you don't need to put Ah

Qing was dragged into the water.

Qi Mo looked at him coldly, and neither of them gave in their gazes, which seemed to be a confrontation.

"That's it. In ten days, I will get a Zhong Qingye who can run and jump!"

Qi Mo walked away with a puff of his sleeves.
Chapter completed!
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