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598. Chapter 598 A Pot of Pear Blossom Wine

"Ah..." She rolled around in pain and hit the chair hard. She opened her mouth and bit the back of her hand. She had no choice but to use another kind of pain to stop one kind of pain.

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The back of my hand was bitten and bleeding, and blood flowed from the corners of my lips.

Seeing her mistreating him like this, Mado was so frightened that he quickly tried to stop her. However, Su Yueming didn't know where the strength came from, and Mado reached out to hold her hand, but she pushed her away.

"Well...well..." She hugged her head tightly, curled up and rolled on the ground, the blood-sucking insects in her body gnawing at every part of her body wantonly, and she gradually lost her mind in pain.

When Texue and Qingchen ran out of Mo Qingju, they were blocked by the guard at the door, saying——

"The prince has given instructions that no one can enter or leave Mo Qing Residence at will, otherwise it will be subject to the laws of the prince's family."

Tuxue stepped forward and said, "Brother, the master inside suddenly got a strange disease and was rolling on the ground in pain. I'm afraid he was poisoned. If you don't ask the prince for instructions in time, you and I can't bear it if someone dies."

Yes, brother guard,

Although the prince does not like her now, you have seen how kind the prince was to her before. If something happens, the prince will first hold you and me accountable." Qingchen saw this and quickly agreed.

A thoughtful look flashed across the guard's face, but he finally said, "I dare not disobey the prince's orders. If something happens, I will have no choice but to take my life."

After hearing this, Qingchen stamped his feet angrily and said, "You are really stubborn. I am so angry. I see the princess is in such pain. If I don't call the doctor, I am afraid she will die from the pain."

Seeing that the guard refused to be accommodating, Texue was so anxious that he ran over and grabbed the guard's hand, opened his mouth and bit it hard.

"Ah..." The guard yelled in pain, and another guard came over to stop him.

"Ah, you dare to be unfaithful to me, and there is no king's law?" Tuxue screamed, and the door suddenly became chaotic. Seeing this, Qingchen took the opportunity to run out and caught someone who hadn't understood what was going on.

The servant asked——

"Where is the prince?"

The servant pointed outside and replied, "Where has the prince been lately."

There?

Qingchen understood and ran towards the residence of the woman named Xian'er.

*

In the quiet courtyard, the sweet music of the piano comes from inside, like gurgling water, flowing down the mountain stream, lingering in people's minds for a long time.

Murong Canghai was sitting in the middle, sipping wine. He was dressed in purple, his slender body exuding a cold and hard aura. His evil and deep eyes were looking at the woman sitting below who had her face covered and her eyes exposed, playing the guqin.

At the end of the song, Xian'er stood up with a smile, blessed Murong Canghai, and bowed her head tenderly, her eyes showing affectionate friendship.

With her face covered, she walked up to Murong Canghai and said——

"Your Majesty, Xian'er specially collected fresh pear blossoms and brewed pear blossom wine for you. Let's have a taste now."

The look in Xian'er's eyes when she looked at him was so intense that she almost couldn't get rid of it.

Pear wine?

Murong Canghai's eyes suddenly condensed, and his expression suddenly changed.

Xian'er didn't notice the change in Murong Canghai's expression. She signaled the maid to bring up the warm pear blossom wine and opened the lid. A refreshing aroma immediately filled the room. There was also a hint of pear blossom in the rich aroma of wine.

Fragrant, refreshing and refreshing.

Watching Xian'er slowly pour out the clear wine, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind -

Under the pear tree, she personally cooked a pot of pear blossom wine for him, and said in a cold voice, "You are leaving, so this pot of pear blossom wine can be considered as a farewell."


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