Your Majesty, you are under arrest

The man in red had an extra jade fan in his hand at some point, he unfolded it with a "swish" and shook it lightly, and leaned into Wen Xining's ear without fear of death, smiling with a charming voice, "It's so sweet to hear." Seeing is believing, it turns out that Miss San of Prime Minister Wen's family not only has good physical skills, but also has a sharp tongue, she is really a different person from the rumored Miss Wen San."

Wen Xining felt a void in her heart, and when she was thinking about the identity of this guy, suddenly a sharp pain hit her chest, she couldn't hold it anymore, she clutched her chest and leaned forward, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

"You..." The man in red was startled, and hastily reached out to wrap his arms around her almost limp body. Before he could recover, the body in his arms had already been snatched away by Bei Tangshuo.

"My lady, what's wrong with you, lady?" Bei Tangshuo hugged Wen Xining who was vomiting blood, and shouted anxiously, "Mu Lifeng, did you hit her too hard and hurt her?"

Mu Lifeng was wronged, and there was a trace of panic on his face, he hastily denied it: "I, how can I have it?"

The question and answer of these two people seemed to make Wen Xining understand something. She clutched her aching chest, looked at Beitang Shuo who was holding her with condensed eyes, and said through gritted teeth: "Beitang Shuo, you -Dead."

What is chasing and not chasing, these two people are obviously teaming up to lie to her, that boy Beitangshuo really doesn't want to live anymore, and that enchanting man, Mu Lifeng, right? She definitely doesn't either. Will let him go.

As Wen Xining thought about it, she finally couldn't bear the sharp pain in her chest any longer, she tilted her head and completely lost consciousness.

"Lady!" Seeing that he had fainted, Beitang Shuo's face turned pale, he turned his head, and glared fiercely at Mu Lifeng, killing intent suddenly appeared in his slightly narrowed black eyes.

"Hey, it's really not me." Mu Lifeng spread out his jade fan, blocking his murderous gaze, and said innocently: "The world is a lesson, I haven't even used a layer of skill, aren't you Say she is very powerful, who knows..."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and heal her." Bei Tangshuo gently hugged her to the bed. At this moment, his face was full of anxiety and chill, and he didn't look stupid at all.