The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

The prince looked back and saw the Seventh Prince Xuanyuan Qilin coming, leading many soldiers behind him, joining the fighting camp.

The prince did not expect that at this time, Lao Qi, who has always been ignorant of everything, is suave, with a pseudonym, and the most distant relationship with him, will come to help him!

"Your Highness!" Xuanyuan Qilin was wearing a silver-blue battle robe and boots, shining proudly in the night.

He walked quickly to the side of the prince, and said——

"His Royal Highness quickly take people to Yikun Palace, here, leave it to me."

The prince raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, his eyes showed the indelible tacit understanding and trust between the brothers, then he led Feng Po and others to Yikun Palace.

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Feeling a stabbing pain in his heart, Murong Canghai frowned tightly and opened his eyes.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, and looked to the side -

empty.

He suddenly shrank his heart and sat up suddenly, where is Su Yueming?Did he run away again?

With a sullen face, he covered the place where he was pierced by the hairpin with his hand, got out of bed as fast as he could, and pushed the door open. There was no one in the room outside. The old hen pecked at the rice leisurely.

What about people?

Nothing.

At this moment, the old man of the family hurried in from the outside, with a flustered expression on his face, he stepped forward a few steps and asked:

"What about her?"

The old man was frightened by the terrifying aura of the man in front of him. He didn't even dare to breathe, and said tremblingly, "My little lady asked me to take her up the mountain to collect herbs, but just now, she climbed up a tree, and there was a snake on the tree." , She was startled and couldn't stand still, so she fell from the tree. She sprained her ankle and couldn't walk anymore. I came down the mountain to call you. "

"Take me there quickly." When Murong Canghai heard this, his heart sank, and he immediately said to the old man.

"Hey, follow me." The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around again, and led Murong Canghai to walk quickly up the mountain.

"What kind of medicine does she take so early in the morning?" Murong Canghai asked as he walked, and he couldn't help being a little reproachful.

The old man heard the unkindness in his tone, and said, "The little lady is concerned about you, she said you were injured, so she asked me where I can find herbs, and I took her up the mountain when I saw she was in a hurry.

Go up the mountain to collect herbs for him?After hearing this, Murong Canghai felt like a warm spring breeze blowing through his heart, a warm feeling slowly spread.How could she be so unlucky?It was just a little snake, which scared her so much that she fell from the tree and sprained her foot. Now it was difficult for her to stand up, let alone walk.

Before she knew it, the sun had risen into the sky. Although it wasn't very hot, she still felt a little hot when the warm sun shone on her body, so she raised her hand to wipe her sweat unconsciously.

"Little lady, little lady, the master is here." While she was sighing, the old man's voice came from a distance, she raised her eyes and saw Murong Canghai's cold and charming figure in purple, who was hurrying Walking towards her, he was already in front of her in the blink of an eye.

"How do you feel now? Does it hurt?" Murong Canghai asked in a tight voice.

Su Yueming looked helplessly at the position of his left ankle, and said, "The bone in the ankle seems to be twisted."

"..." Murong Canghai lifted up the robe on his body and threw it back, squatted down on one knee in front of her, and held her sprained left foot in the palm of both hands, carefully inspecting and found that the ankle showed signs of swelling.