Chapter 3191: When I was exiled (24)

Hearing Qian Duoduo's worried words, Jin Qing shook his head: "No, he doesn't dare. I can pull his brain out of his butt."

Mo Qianxue: "..." Suddenly she felt a chill behind her.

Then, he was patted on the shoulder by Jin Qing: "You did a good job with the sweat medicine. Go back and help me sprinkle it on the chicken to make it fresh."

This Mongolian sweat medicine smells sour, so it can be used as vinegar.

Mo Qianxue's hands trembled and she struggled to defend herself: "This is not a sweat medicine."

For this kind of thing, even if his hands and neck are pressed, he can't tell the truth, otherwise he will be dead!

Hearing Mo Qianxue say that there was no sweat medicine in the paper bag, Jin Qing's eyes became more sympathetic, and she suddenly reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Your life is not easy either."

Mo Qianxue grimaced in pain. His shoulder must have been dislocated. Is there something wrong with this woman? It was not easy for him as the majestic lord of the palace.

But Jin Qing picked up the paper bag containing the Mongolian sweat medicine: "Look, this thing is the legendary Mongolian sweat medicine. If you don't understand, I can teach you how to identify it."

She finally had a chance to show off her knowledge, and it felt good to teach others.

707: "..." What else can I say? If bragging breaks the law, you will be sentenced to at least half a year.

Jin Qing happily opened the paper package and presented it to Mo Qianxue: "Look, I just said this is sweat medicine!"

Mo Qianxue: "..." Where did you see it?

Jin Qing raised his neck: "First of all, look at this, he is a light yellow powder."

Mo Qianxue: "..." Who am I, where am I, and why should I listen to the nonsense of a madman.

But Jin Qing's teaching enthusiasm has not faded: "Then, there is a slight sour smell in him, which can be smelled even from miles away."

Mo Qianxue didn't like hearing this: "What kind of sweat medicine can be smelled from miles away, and it doesn't have a dog's nose."

Jin Qing snorted: "Then you are a rare and strange person, so you can do this. If you don't believe me, try it."

Mo Qianxue held her neck and argued with Jin Qing: "I won't try because it's impossible."

Jin Qing persistently handed the Mongolian sweat medicine to Mo Qianxue: "How is it impossible? You are sore."

Mo Qianxue pushed Jin Qing's hand away again: "I said it was impossible."

After being rejected several times in a row, Jin Qing became angry. He opened Mo Qianxue's mouth and poured the sweat medicine in: "I said it's possible."

The dose of medicine was too much, and Mo Qianxue fell to the ground.

As his eyesight turned dark, a strange thought appeared in Mo Qianxue's mind: Menghan medicine is indeed sour...

Seeing Mo Qianxue fall, Jin Qing turned to the refugees behind him and shouted, "I can't walk anymore. Someone is weak and has fainted."

Without waiting for the exiles to speak, several government officials responsible for escorting them had already started to cover their faces and cry bitterly: If this delay continues, will they ever reach the exile place one day?

When Mo Qianxue was awake, Jin Qing and Qian Duoduo happened to be discussing about him and Menghan Medicine.

Jin Qing chewed the crispy chicken bones in his mouth and said, "Have you ever thought about why Mo Qianxue, a palace master, had Mongolian perspiration mixed in the seasonings?"

Qian Duoduo wanted to say that it was Mo Qianxue who deceived Jin Qing, but thinking that he was Jin Qing's lackey, he immediately corrected his attitude: "I think there may be a problem within Biluo Palace, and someone wants to harm Mo Qianxue. .”

It didn't matter whether anyone harmed Mo Qianxue. What mattered was that if she didn't follow Jin Qing's advice, she might be the one lying on the ground next.

Jin Qing gave Qian Duoduo a look of affirmation: "Yes, Mo Qianxue looks like this. He is easy to bully. Even if you beat a dog, it depends on the owner. I have to protect him."

Qian Duoduo controlled his expression and forced himself to show envy and jealousy: "What are you going to do?" It's not like he wants to destroy the whole family.

As if to confirm Qian Duoduo's thoughts, Jin Qing showed a ferocious smile: "When I help him kill everyone in that palace, he will be safe!"

Qian Duoduo: "..." My God and Bodhisattva, what evil has Mo Qianxue committed?

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