Half Martial Immortal, Half Margin Monarch

Chapter 478
Yan Ziyuan's wrist hurt from being held by him, and her heart seemed to hurt too. She struggled suddenly: "Get your dirty hands away!"

Gu Ziyan's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously let go.

He let go a little faster, and Yan Ziyuan happened to be struggling vigorously again, by chance, Yan Ziyuan was shaken, took a few steps back, couldn't stand up, and sat down on the ground with a plop.As luck would have it, her head hit the corner of a nearby table!
There was blood running down her forehead.

Everyone didn't seem to expect this scene, so they were stunned.

As soon as Gu Ziyan's face changed, he reached out to help her: "Zi Yuan..."

Yan Ziyuan turned her body slightly to one side, avoiding his hand as if she had been burned.

The little maid who accompanied her rushed over and hurriedly helped her up from the ground, almost crying: "Miss, you are bleeding..."

Yan Ziyuan shook her head: "It doesn't matter." Her forehead was burning hot, but compared to the pain in her heart, what is the pain on her forehead?

She touched this hard, and the blood on her forehead flowed profusely, and it had already flowed to her cheeks in the blink of an eye.

The little servant girl was in a hurry to treat her wound, but because she was going out this time to participate in the piano festival and literati activities, the little servant girl didn't prepare those traumatic ointments or anything.At this time, he was in a hurry and turned around: "Miss, the servants are damned, they didn't bring ointment."

"I have it here." A hand stretched out, a bottle of Jinchuang medicine in the palm.

A very beautiful hand, it looks like it is playing the piano, and if you look along the fingers, it is Gu Ziyan's uncomfortable face.

The little maid looked at Yan Ziyuan, but Yan Ziyuan turned a blind eye to that hand, tore off a piece of her sleeve casually, raised her hand and wrapped it around her head: "It's just a skin injury, no need for medicine."

When she raised her sleeve, she exposed her once white wrist, and there was a circle of black and purple around her wrist, which was just grabbed by Gu Ziyan in a hurry.

Gu Ziyan's eyes turned from her bleeding forehead to Wuzi's wrist, and her face became even paler.

He raised his hand to hold Zi Yuan's hand that was about to be bandaged, and forced the ointment on her hand: "This wound must be treated, otherwise there will be scars..."

Yan Ziyuan suddenly snatched her hand back, her movements were large, and Gu Ziyan was also scruples, he didn't dare to hold her hand tightly, and she struggled away.Even the medicine bottle in his palm fell to the ground, broke into pieces, and the ointment flowed all over the floor.

"Crack!" With a sound, something in Gu Ziyan's heart seemed to shatter along with the medicine bottle.

Gu Ziyan paused, and looked at her angry eyes: "Zi Yuan, I didn't do it on purpose just now..."

Yan Ziyuan took a deep breath, and twitched the corner of her lips: "I know." You just care about your appearance and you're messed up, and you won't allow her to suffer any harm.

Yan Ziyuan smiled wryly in her heart, she knew everything, it was just that the relationship could not be broken for a while, so she was repeatedly hurt by small things...

There seemed to be steam in her eyes, and she didn't want to stay here anymore.

It's already embarrassing, she doesn't want to let herself cry here to be even more embarrassing...

She was about to bandage the wound indiscriminately, and immediately got a boat to leave. Behind her, she stretched out a hand silently, and there was ointment in the palm: "Miss Yan, use this."

Yan Ziyuan looked up and looked into the eyes of a boy in black.

The black-clothed boy's eyes were calm and calm, but the palm holding the ointment was steady.

Yan Ziyuan breathed a sigh of relief...

(End of this chapter)