Ji Wanrong was stunned by his sudden movement.
Her body leaned back suddenly. In front of her was Mo Jiecheng's hard and hot chest, and behind her was a soft pillow. There was no place to hide.
Before she reached out to touch Mo Jiecheng's chest, she saw his enlarged handsome face, slowly approaching her, with a faint smile on his face.
"What? I'm just applying the medicine for you, don't think too much about it. What's that expression?"
He held the white porcelain bottle in one hand and reached out to Ji Wanrong's shoulder with the other hand, trying to peel off her coat.
His successful look made Ji Wanrong frown, and she immediately reached out her hand and swatted away Mo Jiecheng's rebellious hand.
"Just apply the medicine when you apply it. Where did your hand go? Are you overthinking this, or am I overthinking it?"
Mo Jiecheng looked at Ji Wanrong's frightened face, which was as red as Feixia. He smiled and followed Ji Wanrong's wishes and slowly let go of his hand on her shoulder.
"I don't know, do you have to check it inch by inch? Have you told me where the wound is?"
The abacus in Mo Jiecheng's heart was hammering loudly.
Ji Wanrong's wounds couldn't be seen anywhere that wasn't covered by his clothes, so they must have been hidden under his clothes.
If it is hidden inside clothes, then Ji Wanrong's clothes will be taken off!
It had been a long time since he had seen this poisonous woman, with her blushing face and shy look.
It looks weird and cute.
Ji Wanrong took a deep breath and knew that Mo Jiecheng was deliberately trying to act like a hooligan.
But in the name of applying medicine, she couldn't refuse, otherwise she would be too petty.
Ji Wanrong thought that the wound on his arm was not shameful.
Instead of letting Mo Jiecheng do something to him in the name of applying medicine, it would be better to let Mo Jiecheng apply the medicine for him.
Then let him get out of here with his face like a tabby cat.
So she raised her hands as if resigned to her fate: "Okay, okay, you can apply it for me. My wound is on my arm, so I don't need to take off my clothes. Don't even think about it."
After listening to Ji Wanrong's words, Mo Jiecheng paused slightly and froze, "Your scar is also on your arm?"
After he murmured, he squeezed the white porcelain bottle in his hand, and then asked: "What kind of scar is it?"
Although Mo Jiecheng's movements were unconscious, he was extremely strong. The poor white porcelain bottle in his palm was squeezed lightly, and the bottle cap shattered.
In the silent bedroom, there was a clicking sound.
Ji Wanrong looked at Mo Jiecheng's sudden expression and didn't know what he suddenly thought of.
Just as she was about to speak, something strange suddenly floated on the tip of her nose.
Ji Wanrong's face suddenly changed.
Mo Jiecheng didn't know whether the scar was on the upper arm or the lower arm, and he didn't know if he could see it by lifting up his sleeves. It would be easier to just pull open his clothes.
With this thought in his mind, he was about to take action and directly pulled open Ji Wanrong's clothes to look at the scars on her arms.
However, out of the corner of his eye, he felt Ji Wanrong's sudden change of expression in an instant.
"Mo Jie Cheng, that's not right, there is something wrong with this medicine, this ointment is very wrong!!"
Listening to Ji Wanrong's cold voice, her face seemed to have never been so serious, and it even felt like her breath was tinged with coldness.
Mo Jiecheng was stunned for a moment, then followed Ji Wanrong's gaze and looked at the white porcelain bottle in his palm.
The lid of the white porcelain bottle had been accidentally crushed by him.
A fragrance wafts out from the jar. The fragrance is not very strong, but it smells very good, very fresh, and not sweet at all.
If there is any, it can get into other people's nostrils accidentally. If you smell it in the wild, you will definitely want to take a few more breaths.
You can see that there is solidified paste inside, and the paste is pink.
This is the ointment that Concubine Li gave to Ji Wanrong to remove scars.
When Mo Jiecheng thought of the key, his palms froze and his expression became serious.
He could neither pick up nor put the ointment on his hand. He gritted his teeth and asked softly: "What's wrong with this ointment?"
Ji Wanrong carefully took the ointment from his palm, fanned it with his palm and smelled it, then slowly said: "It's the kind of thing that can kill people."
Her voice was soft, but it made people feel creepy.
Mo Jiecheng's aura became chilly in an instant.
Just listen to Ji Wanrong's gentle explanation: "Do you remember the last time we were assassinated, that crazy horse? I brought the horse's body back to the palace for investigation, and found a special kind of blood in the horse's blood. medicine."
"It's the medicine that can make horses hallucinate and go crazy, and I've never seen those medicinal ingredients. But now the faint fragrance coming out of this ointment is exactly the same as the smell of the medicine in Crazy Horse's body that day. This is something !”
"The horse is big, strong, and exercises a lot. It only takes a little bit of time to drive him crazy. What about the man?"
I'm afraid that after using this ointment a few times, people will go crazy like horses, and there will be no warning. No one can know the reason.
The profound meaning in Ji Wanrong's words made the atmosphere in the originally quiet bedroom become weird in an instant.
Mo Jiecheng could naturally understand the deep meaning of Ji Wanrong's words. He looked at the bright red ointment and felt a chill in his back for a moment.
However, he still spoke categorically: "But Concubine Li is my aunt. There is absolutely nothing wrong with my aunt. It is impossible for her to harm you, and she cannot harm me."
Ji Wanrong listened to his words, thought carefully for a moment, and then came up with another conjecture.
"If Concubine Li has no possibility of assassinating you and me, then does someone want to use the same medicine to kill Concubine Li?"
"Concubine Li was thinking about me, so she gave me this ointment. I also happened to study the reason why the horse went crazy, and then I realized that the smell was unusual."
Mo Jiecheng slowly raised his head and stared at Ji Wanrong with his dark pupils.
The candlelight in the room swayed, and both of them could see a bit of shock in each other's eyes.
"...The person who harmed us and the person who harmed my aunt are the same person. That person's hand was stretched too far, and it actually reached the palace."
"No, I don't know if it's my aunt. If that person is deliberately targeting him, my aunt may just be incidentally. The first ones to blame are my mother and Jun Feng."
When Mo Jiecheng thought of this, his face became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't sit still at all.
"I don't know how long this ointment has been on my aunt's hand. If my aunt has it and my mother has it, maybe they have already applied it."
When Mo Jiecheng thought of this, he immediately decided to enter the palace and tell them about this matter, but now it was too late, the palace door was locked, and no matter how urgent he was, he could only wait until tomorrow.
Mo Jiecheng had no other thoughts at the moment and returned to the study overnight, while Ji Wanrong took the pink ointment to the laboratory and began to study the ingredients in the ointment.
Both of them stayed up all night and naturally forgot about the scar on Ji Wanrong's hand.
Early the next morning, Mo Jiecheng heard that Ji Wanrong was still sleeping, so he couldn't wait any longer and entered the palace.
Ji Wanrong was woken up by an anxious voice. When she opened her eyes, she saw Jian Qing's anxious expression.
"Master! Master! Don't sleep now. The people in Xie's house have sent news that they need to see you for something urgent. It's an extremely urgent matter!"
Ji Lingxiao could actually have such a moment of loss of composure, causing the people in Xie Zhai to send a letter in a hurry early in the morning? What happened must be something big.
Ji Wanrong frowned, her sleepiness completely dissipated in an instant, and she hurriedly got up.
