As soon as Jun Moling's voice fell, the corners of Mao'er's mouth twitched obviously, and she raised her eyes to look at him. There was a calm look on her face. There was no sign of not wanting to live, but this guy just said, "You
It can't be saved'.
As the saying goes, the words of the emperor are as good as words.
Why, does he really hope that the cat will not save him? Will he choose to die for the chance of survival?
Mao'er snorted coldly and looked at Jun Moling with infinite contempt. He clearly heard his conversation with Queen Mother Xiao and knew that he would save him, so he said this...
Mao'er shrugged his shoulders and gave Jun Moling a big eye roll, "I despise you so much."
Mao'er's eye roll was very characteristic, and Jun Moling's mouth curved unconsciously. He felt that the Xia family's daughter was really cute and cunning, with a calmness in her cunning. Although she looked a bit ugly, her temperament was very good.
It's endearing, because this girl doesn't seem to regard him as a noble person at all. It's as if everyone is equal in her eyes, and there's nothing delicate or artificial in her expressions, movements or words.
What's more, at this moment, he stood up to detoxify her with an air of fearlessness, and bargained for the price. He looked confident, but he didn't know what the world was like? Or was he really hiding something deep inside...
But her expression was so confident, did she really have the ability to help him get rid of this toxin that even Liu Ying, the genius doctor, found difficult?
The brief interaction between Mao'er and Jun Mo Ling was all reflected in Jun Mo Jue's eyes. For some reason, this man felt suffocated to death. Seeing Mao'er's appearance was very unpleasant.
He's ugly and rolls his eyes and makes faces. It's really ugly.
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The sun was shining brightly in the courtyard, but the moral anger in Longjing Palace was low. At this moment, everyone's hope was pinned on Mao'er. Even the five imperial doctors were kneeling aside respectfully, although the expressions on their faces could not be concealed.
Contempt, probably because people in the palace are used to being complimented, and they feel that they can't get rid of the poison. Can a "notorious" nympho understand it? Are you kidding me? He's just a cannon fodder.
The look on these people's faces, Mao'er has a clear view of them, and they are clear to his heart. They are just too lazy to talk about them. They are just a bunch of slaves who look down on others.
"Jun Mo Ling, I have no way to detoxify you. I can only help you stabilize the onset of the poison and extend your life by three months!"
Mao'er looked at Jun Moling on the dragon's roof and said.
"What? Can't cure the poison? I knew you were bragging...!"
As soon as Mao'er finished speaking, Jun Moli was the first to shout. He didn't even care about what Mao'er was called, and called the emperor directly. He only heard the sentence that she couldn't detoxify the poison, and looked so angry that he looked like the hair
They are all standing up.
"I know poison but not medicine. All I know is to fight poison with poison to suppress the toxicity in his body. At least I can guarantee that his life will be delayed for three months. What about you? A pig that can only scream...!"
