The Snake King Chasing His Wife: Black-bellied Little Mengfei

Her hands are inconvenient, and her wrists are always hidden in her sleeves, otherwise, Ling Aojue's food must have been made by herself.

Taking advantage of the breakfast time in the imperial dining room, Qing Yi chatted with a manager who was usually in charge of everyone's meals, and seemed to inadvertently mention the arrogant woman she met early this morning.

From the mouth of the manager, I learned that the woman is one of the beauties presented by the West Wolf Kingdom this time. It is said that among the beauties presented this time, she is the most noble and the youngest princess of the West Wolf Kingdom.

As soon as Qing heard this, he already had some calculations in his heart.

Since she is a princess from another country, in order to avoid the embarrassment of the uncle, she must not confront her head-on, but she can secretly seek justice for herself and drive away this hateful woman who wants to marry the uncle.

After two cups of tea, Ling Aojue's breakfast was ready, and Qing Yi couldn't lift the heavy object with his wrist, so he had to ask a maid from the imperial dining room to help carry it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the two of them walked to the imperial garden, a gray figure rushed towards them. The fast flying cheetah couldn't dodge, and was knocked down to the ground by him, hitting his wrist and head at the same time. On the ground, in pain, she burst into tears, spinning in her eyes.

"Princess, Your Majesty the Princess." The little maid following behind saw that Qingyi had been knocked down, with blood stains oozing from her wrists, she immediately became anxious, ran to Qingyi, and yelled helplessly.

The shadow that bumped into Qingyi also stopped when he heard the sound.

Afterwards, the little palace maid saw a white shadow, she carried Qing Yi on her back, and with a flick of her figure, she disappeared, and when the gray shadow saw it, she hurriedly followed.

In just such an instant, all three people in place disappeared, leaving only the dumbfounded little maid.

"If it hurts, just call it out, no one here will laugh at you."

In a courtyard in the West Garden of the Imperial Palace, pear blossoms are in full bloom, twirling in the breeze. A young man is standing under a tree, beautiful as a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world. He is dressed in white clothes and is skillfully bandaging his blood-stained wrist. However, there was an inherent alienation and indifference in the room, and he looked at the girl in red in front of him coldly, and said lightly.

"Is it useful to cry out? Doesn't it hurt?" Qing Yi smiled. She was in pain, but for so many years, except in front of Ling Aojue, she would cry loudly. For other people, whether it is Angry or sad, she will use other faces to cover up all the emotions in her heart.

But it was strange, in front of this boy, she didn't even want to pretend, maybe it was because he had nothing to do with her, and there was no need to waste brain cells playing with him.

Obviously because of Qing Yi's words, Jun Moli raised his eyes to look at her more, but it was only a look.

"Your wound was cut by yourself. I don't want your hand to be useless. Don't use it again within three months." Looking at the veins of the wound, it can be seen that the wound was caused by the girl in front of her. He was a little surprised to be able to use such a ruthless hand against him.

Qing Yi glanced at the young man in front of her, noncommittal, and suddenly remembered that the breakfast was still in the Imperial Garden, looking at the time, the uncle should be in the morning, and she had to hurry back.

"Thank you for today's matter. But presumably, the person who bumped into me has something to do with you. Since you saved me for him, then give me some medicine. In this way, I will not hold you accountable. gone."