The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

Fang Qiulu's gentle face was pale and weak, she seemed to be deeply disappointed by Mo Yanjun's actions, and worried that Mo Tongqin would be deceived by such things.

As a mother's worry and care at this moment, if it hadn't been known the truth, I am afraid that she would be fooled by her acting skills.

Mu Zhiqing looked at Fang Qiulu like this, and only felt that Tong Qin and Mo Yanjun would be deceived for so many years and it was excuseable. This woman's disguise was truly the best.

In front of her, Su Wanrou and his ilk are completely scum!

"Mo Yanjun, you don't have to pretend anymore."

Mo Yanjun's face was cold. After she went back yesterday, she found an excuse to take Mo Huayue's blood.

As Mu Zhiqing said, she doesn't need to lie about this kind of thing, because as long as the family has a doctor, it can be checked out soon.

The reason why I didn't know it before was because I had never thought about it.

Therefore, she got the result that shocked her last night...

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Fang Qiulu's body trembled slightly, looking at Mo Yanjun angrily, "Madam, I have already left the Mo family, and now I am lingering, you have to do everything possible to get Tongqin to leave. I.

Do you really want to force me into this situation before you will give up? "

"If this is the case, why would you give me the antidote? Letting Tongqin leave me is a hundred times more uncomfortable than making me!"

"Tsk tusk tusk." The little goblin couldn't help shaking his head. "What kind of acting is this? I almost believe it."

Look at the tears in the eyes and the words that were uttered hoarsely while holding back the weak voice, no one would believe it if they were false!

Mo Tongqin looked at Fang Qiulu quietly, and suddenly realized that for nineteen years, she had never really seen it clearly...

Fang Qiulu thought that Mo Tongqin would believe in herself without hesitation, but when she saw her looking at herself with a strange look, she was a little flustered inexplicably.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed Mo Tongqin's arm, "Tongqin, you can't be fooled!"

At this time, Mu Zhiqing stood between the two.

"Auntie, let me take your pulse to see if this antidote is useful?" Mu Zhiqing said.

However, Fang Qiulu withdrew her hand, smiling a little more reluctantly, "Miss Mu, it must be impossible to solve it."

"It's okay, how can we believe such despicable words?"

There was a gentle smile on Mu Zhiqing's face, but she ignored Fang Qiulu's words and pulled her hand directly.

Through this pulse, her eyes were filled with surprise.

"How?" Mo Tongqin asked.

Fang Qiulu had already withdrawn her hand, her voice filled with anxiety.

"It won't be solved, because this is not the real antidote at all, Tongqin, don't believe it..."

"The poison has gradually resolved." Mu Zhiqing said.

Fang Qiulu couldn't help being stunned when she said this, a look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

Mo Huayue, who was not far away, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, "My mother is not as despicable as you think, hasn't this poison been solved?

Mo Tongqin is not the seed of this bitch, whose seed can he be? It's ridiculous! "

In her opinion, Mo Tongqin is a wicked species, how could she use this opportunity to ask for this identity?

Fang Qiulu's expression also became stiff when she heard Mo Huayue's words, but she was quickly covered by her anger, which made people unable to notice.

This result made her breathe a sigh of relief, and her face also showed joy.