The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 1271 How much it hurts her!

Feng Sufei was in a daze, looking at the water stains on the back of her hand, she was crying just now, was she crying?

She thought she had forgotten the feeling of crying.

She thought she would not cry, would not shed tears.

Because she has gone through so much as a queen, she will only bleed from the bottom of her heart and will not allow her to shed any more tears.

Unexpectedly, this time, for Nanrong Huai'an, she was crying involuntarily.

Feng Sufei was in a daze, she realized that Nanrong Huai'an was really important to her.

When Feng Sufei was in a trance, Nanrong Huai'an had already called the doctor to re-bandage him.

Feng Sufei still hasn't recovered.

Nan Rong Huai'an pulled her aside and sat down.

After Nanrong and Huai'an were all bandaged, Feng Sufei slowly recovered.

Nanrong Huai'an looked at her pale face, stretched out his hand to stroke her tenderly, "Sufei, I'm fine, don't worry, are you tired, take a rest first."

Feng Sufei looked down at the bandaged place of Nanrong Huai'an, her heart ached as if being pricked by a needle.

She shook her head and said, "I'm not tired, I'll be with you, you have to rest."

Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei's stubborn look, she looked exactly like a little girl.

He knew that Feng Sufei looked strong on the outside, but she was actually very fragile on the inside. Sometimes she was just like a little girl, and people couldn't help but want to love her more.

Nan Rong Huai'an reached out and touched Feng Sufei's eyebrows, knowing that she was actually very tired.

His subordinates said that she didn't take much rest on the way here, and directly commanded the battle. Up to now, Feng Sufei didn't have a good rest and sleep.

Nanrong Huai'an sighed in his heart, "I want to rest, come and accompany me."

Feng Sufei habitually leaned into Nanrong Huai'an's arms, but suddenly realized that he was injured, and stopped her movements.

But Nanrong Huai'an gently held Feng Sufei in his arms.

"You're hurt."

"It's okay, you can't touch it like this, sleep with me."

Said, Nanrong Huai'an lay down with Feng Sufei in his arms.

In fact, Nanrong Huai'an didn't feel sleepy at all, but for Feng Sufei's sake, in order for Feng Sufei to rest well, he still had to pretend to rest.

Feng Sufei lay down next to Nanrong Huai'an, stopped for a while, and felt that Nanrong Huai'an was fine, maybe she was really tired, and fell asleep after a while.

Nanrong Huai'an listened to Feng Sufei's shallow breathing, and looked at her with a gentle light in his eyes.

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On the battlefield

Because of Feng Sufei's joining before, the morale of the Nanrong family was greatly shaken, coupled with the formation that Feng Sufei had arranged before, it had completely overwhelmed the Si family's team.

During the fighting and shooting battle, Si Jueshen also endured the pain of his wound and came to the high platform.

In order to save Feng Sufei, Nanrong Huai'an had people blow up here, and all the bombs in the fort were blown up.

But the previous subordinate wasn't dead yet, just lying on the ground wounded.

Seeing Si Jueshen's arrival, his eyes sparkled, "My lord, my lord, save me..."

He was bleeding profusely and desperately wanted to be rescued.

Si Jueshen walked up to this subordinate step by step, lowered his head, looked at him with a strange expression, "Do you want to be rescued?"

The man nodded without hesitation.

The corner of Si Jueshen's mouth curled up in a cruel arc, and then the dagger in his hand ruthlessly plunged into this subordinate's thigh.

"what……"

Those subordinates screamed in pain.

Si Jueshen smiled, "Dare to disobey my order and kill people? Oh, you should know my methods!"

(End of this chapter)