The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

  Chapter 680 The White Moonlight of the Tyrant (44)

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   "Dumpling, is there any medicine that can stun people?"

【what? some. 】

   "Did you see that palace lady? I can't use spiritual power now. When she walks over, can you give her medicine?"

  【Hmm...it should be possible. 】

   "Okay, it's up to you."

  Fu Sheng leaned against the wall and waited quietly.

  Dumpling turned his head and turned over his pocket,

Well……

  Special effect grade Mongolian sweat medicine?

   should be very useful...

  【Miss sister, I sprayed, hold your breath first. 】

"Um."

  The maid came over without knowing it.

  Next second,

  She just smelled a strange smell, her mind was dizzy, and she suddenly lost consciousness.

   "Pattern—"

  The court lady fell to the ground.

  【Okay, okay, madam, you can breathe. 】

   "Awesome done."

  Fu Sheng praised it, while slowly squatting down, and began to untie the clothes on the palace lady.

  Fortunately, no one passed by in this corner, so she was ready to change clothes.

  After a quarter of an hour,

  The girl dressed in a court lady's service slowly walked out of the corner.

at this time,

  Everyone is busy with the birth of the Queen Empress, even if they pass by, they don’t even notice her.

  Fu Sheng had no strength, so he had to walk for a while with a cane and rest for a while.

  The slow look succeeded in attracting the attention of Sister Guan.

  "What did you eat?!"

   "Walk so slowly, do you want to be lazy?!" The mother was vicious and vicious.

   "Xiao Qing, give her your work!"

   "Yes, mother."

   Xiaoqing heard the words, walked over, and put the tray in her hand.

  "You are going to send the little prince's clothes."

   "Just send it in to Wen Po."

  "..." Fu Sheng was caught off guard and had a chance to get in.

   She held back her gratification, lowered her head silently, and said "Yes."

  Fortunately, the tray is not heavy, and the top is also a very soft fabric,

  Fu Sheng continued to walk slowly.

   "What do you eat!? Go hurry!"

  Grandma scolded again in the back.

  Fu Sheng pursed his lips, gasping in small mouths, and stepped a little faster.

   When passing by the emperor,

  The emperor glanced at the tray in her hand and frowned.

   "So slow? My prince is about to catch a cold."

   "...the slave will be sent in now."

  Fu Sheng paled, pushed open a crack in the door, and walked in.

  As soon as you enter the house,

  A huge smell of blood is coming,

  Perhaps because the doors and windows are closed, and there are many midwives in the house,

  The air is very dull, making people breathless.

  Fu Sheng was sweating, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.

  Her hands were trembling, and even the tray was a little unstable.

   Liuyun saw her, speaking quickly and vigorously.

  "You, are you the one who gave the clothes? The little prince is there, you can send the clothes quickly."

"……Yes."

  Fu Sheng continued to walk slowly.

  【Miss Sister...Are you okay? 】

  Duanzi is so worried that she will faint in the next second.

  Fu Sheng held the big pillar on the side and shook his head gently.

  Her forehead is full of cold sweat, and her back is completely wet.

  The huge pain in the soul body made her a little speechless.

   But thinking about something, she gritted her teeth and continued to walk on crutches.

  Fortunately,

   didn't take a few steps, Wen Po, who had just cleaned the little prince, hugged him and walked over.

   Seeing the tray in Fu Sheng's hand, she put the little prince on the small bed she had prepared, and then took the tray.

   "It’s so slow."

  Wenpo looked at her scary white face, and immediately wrapped the little prince in swaddling clothes.

  (End of this chapter)