Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2338 The violent side (four more)

She was drooling looking at it, but beside her, Qi Xingyun's expression changed little by little.

He stared at the blood on the chopping board, and suddenly felt tightness in his chest and panic.

His breathing began to be a little short, and then, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Suddenly, his eyes went dark, and Qi Xingyun suddenly slid down from the stool.

Even with it, the chair fell down, and the teacup on the table was knocked over.

Hearing this sound, Yang Ruoqing instinctively turned her head and glanced to her side.

Seeing Qi Xingyun curled up on the ground, holding her head in both hands, struggling there, she was really startled.

I didn't even bother to steal a teacher to learn art, and hurriedly yelled at the door of the house: "Come on, your master has fallen!"

The guard broke in through the door, and was shocked when he saw Qi Xingyun's appearance.

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly stepped aside and asked the guard to help her up.

"master……"

The guard had just come to Qi Xingyun's side, and his outstretched hand had just touched Qi Xingyun's arm.

Suddenly, a sharp palm wind hit the guard, who flew upside down, hit the wall behind him and was bounced back, spit out a big mouthful of blood on the ground, struggled a few times before passed out.

On the other side, Qi Xingyun twitched on the ground, holding his head in his hands, and groaned in pain like a trapped animal.

The cook who cut the venison was also frightened, and the knife fell to his feet.

Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

Is this awkward?
The majestic and virtuous king Qi Xingyun, who always smiles at everyone and never seems to lose his composure or show his violent temper, actually has such a violent side?
Even beating his own guards, he must have some kind of schizophrenia, right?

"You go down first!"

Yang Ruoqing waved at the cook, and the cook ran out of the elegant room as if he had been pardoned.

Then, Yang Ruoqing came to Qi Xingyun's side.

"Lord Yun, how are you? Can you hear me?"

She didn't dare to help him up easily, Qi Xingyun's force value should not be underestimated.

She didn't want to be like that unlucky guard.

Qi Xingyun was still holding his head, twitching on the ground, making painful noises.

"Are you having a headache? If you can hear me, try to control your emotions, don't shoot me, let me show you your head, I have some medical skills!" Yang Ruoqing continued.

Qi Xingyun's convulsions continued resolutely, but a difficult voice came out of his mouth: "Miss Yang, help, help me..."

save him?

Has he recovered a little sanity?

save?Still not helping?

Save, it doesn't seem to do her any harm.

Don't save him, if something happens to him, she will be the last person to come into contact with him.

When the time comes for the emperor to investigate, she is the most suspect, she can run for her own life, but what about the parents and children at home?
What about Tang Yazi's future?What about his younger brother Daan's career?

As soon as she gritted her teeth, she must be saved!
On the one hand, Yang Ruoqing was on guard, but on the other hand, she had already come to Qi Xingyun's side and squatted down.

She turned Qi Xingyun over so that he was facing her.

Fortunately, she turned him over and he didn't pat her.

"Is it a headache? Let me rub it for you!" She said, trying to lower her voice so that her voice sounded friendly, friendly, and not aggressive at all.

I don't know if it's because of her voice, or because of his own efforts to control it. No, in short, Yang Ruoqing's hand smoothly touched Qi Xingyun's forehead.

His forehead was cold and covered in cold sweat.

The tendons under the skin all swelled up, beating gently under her fingers.

She had had such a headache before, and she could deeply feel the pain that her head was about to explode.

"Qi Xingyun, don't be nervous, relax, and do as I tell you..."

Her gentle and soft voice reached Qi Xingyun's ears.

Because she saw that his eyes were almost out of focus from the pain, and the blood all over his body seemed to be pouring into his eyes.

If you don't control it quickly, you will go crazy again later.

"Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, don't think about anything else, from now on, you can only hear my voice..."

Yang Ruoqing continued, a pair of fingers were busy on Qi Xingyun's forehead.

Kneading and pressing with moderate strength, massage...

It happened that there was 'Peach Blossom Brew' on the table, she wiped some wine on her fingers, and rubbed his forehead again.

His black hair is very soft, and the hairline is on the higher side, revealing a full and open sky.

At this moment, he was lying flat on the ground, his eyebrows were knit together, and his eyes were tightly closed.

The long eyelashes fell down, casting a faint shadow on the lower eyelid.

This is the first time Yang Ruoqing has looked at his appearance so closely.

It is undeniable that this man looks really impeccable.

The eyebrows, eyes and facial features are three-dimensional, handsome, and every inch of curvature is just right.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help sighing, in ancient times, the air was not polluted and everything was pure natural.

So, there is a lot more aura in the world, so can such a handsome and extraordinary man be nourished?

From Luo Fengtang to Mu Zichuan, from Zuo Junmo to Qi Xingyun, as well as Daan and Zou Liner...

All of them are so good-looking, with excellent appearance and temperament.

Even the looks of Mu Zichuan and Da'an can make women jealous!

While rubbing and pressing, he was thinking wildly in his mind.

Suddenly, the legs sank.

She looked down and was stunned.

Because she massaged his head for convenience, she also sat on the ground at a ninety-degree angle to him.

Qi Xingyun, who was lying on his back, turned over and put his head on her lap.

Moreover, he reached out his hand and hugged her leg tightly.

She subconsciously wanted to push him down, sister's legs, not your pillow.

After a push, he, who was in a coma, actually resisted.

This resistance was not to slap her violently, but like a child, he tightened his body in aggrieved and panic, and hugged her legs even tighter with both hands.

"Mother..."

His sleepy voice reached Yang Ruoqing's ears, and she was stunned.

The hand hesitated in the air.

Is he having a nightmare?

Dreamed about his mother?
"Concubine Mu, don't leave, don't want Yun'er..."

His murmured voice came into Yang Ruoqing's ears intermittently.

That handsome face was pale and unhuman.

His whole body was trembling slightly, as if he was experiencing something terrible.

Wanting to push his hand away, it lightly landed on his head.

Caressing his black hair: "Yun'er is not afraid, mother and concubine are..."

Yang Ruoqing stroked Qi Xingyun's black hair over and over again, repeating this sentence over and over again.

I used to think that a prince like him, who was born with a golden key in his mouth, was the darling of the wealthy township.

He went to the military camp to hone his skills when he was a teenager, and won the honor of Daqi God of War before he was 20 years old.

(End of this chapter)