Need for medical concubine: The king of war can read my mind and spoil me to the bone

Chapter 252 I Can Punish You Whatever I Do?

Mu Qingyan gritted her teeth, and continued: "It's my concubine who is jealous and jealous, and can't bear the prince's pleasure in Wanhualou, so I ask Shangguan Shizi for favor and ask him for help.

If you are angry in your heart, then punish the concubine, no matter how you punish the concubine, the concubine will have no complaints. "

"Qing'er, don't beg him!" Shangguanze heard Mu Qingyan's pleading to the end, and his heart was twisted: "This son would rather die than you wrong yourself."

"My lord..." Mu Qingyan ignored Shangguanze, just grabbed Long Chengye's arm and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Even though she knew that Mu Qingyan did all this to save Shangguanze, the phrase "envy and jealous" still pleased him.

Long Chengye suddenly stretched out his hand, raised her chin, and said meaningfully: "I can punish you as much as I want?"

His eyes circled around her cheeks, then all the way down, slid across her neck, and then down...

That unscrupulous gaze made Mu Qingyan's heart tremble.

But Shangguanze has already shed a lot of blood, if this continues, he will die.

Mu Qingyan gritted her teeth and nodded: "It's fine, even if the prince wants to kill the concubine, the concubine will have no complaints."

"Kill you? Why is this king willing?" Long Chengye lowered his head, pressed a kiss on her lips, and then said slowly, "Tonight, this king will punish you hard!"

His voice was not too loud, just right enough to reach Shangguan Ze's ears.

This sentence was spoken in a gentle and aggressive tone, and anyone could understand the meaning of the word "punishment".

Shangguanze was in so much pain that he was about to die, he felt that the countless wounds on his body were not as good as the knife in his heart.

Shangguan Ze blamed himself for his incompetence, and made Qing'er suffer for him.

Seeing the bright long sword stabbed by Wei Feng in front of him, Shangguanze closed his eyes, his body moved forward fiercely, and slammed into Wei Feng's sword tip.

"Stop!" Long Chengye ordered urgently.

Wei Feng hurriedly backed away while retracting his long sword.

Shangguan Ze suddenly jumped at nothing, he opened his eyes, and threw himself at the sword tips of the other people beside him.

Long Chengye gave the order, how dare they let him die?They retreated crazily one by one, not daring to let Shangguanze pounce on them.

"Qing'er." Shangguan Ze cried out in pain, suddenly turned the damaged fan in his hand, and cut off his neck.

He would rather die by himself than his beloved woman, and give up the bottom line and dignity in order to save himself.

At this fleeting moment, Long Chengye jumped up and knocked down the iron fan in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, only two "clicks" were heard, and both of Shangguanze's arms were twisted and dislocated by Long Chengye.

Shangguanze wailed in pain twice, because his arm was dislocated, and he could no longer kill himself.

He was about to burst into tears, and stared at Long Chengye with hatred in his eyes: "Long Chengye, you will regret it! If you don't kill this son today, one day, this son will definitely kill you!"

Long Chengye snorted coldly: "I am waiting."

He suddenly raised his voice: "Wei Feng, escort Shangguan Shizi back to Ningguo Duke's Mansion. Remember, before sending him back, give him the best golden sore medicine, and he must not die."

"Yes."

Wei Feng and two guards immediately stepped forward, held down Shangguanze, and were about to give him golden sore medicine.

"Wait." Mu Qingyan looked at Long Chengye with eyes full of pleading: "My lord, can I let this concubine take a look at his injuries?"

Long Chengye's expression darkened instantly.

Mu Qingyan hastily added: "I am worried that if he dies, I will implicate the prince. Moreover, he will be implicated by my concubine after all. If he dies, my conscience will be disturbed for the rest of my life."

(End of this chapter)