Jiangmen iron blood poisonous concubine

Chapter 334 My love is respect. 8
A black figure came on the wind.

Tapping the guardrail in front of the door lightly, she flew in and stood beside Qin Shiyue, her luxurious robes were spread out, and the golden lotus on the brocade clothes was in full bloom.

The man stood slender and luxurious amidst the blood that filled the room, but he was not stained with dust at all.

"See Uncle Nine Emperors."

The people around Ye Quzheng knelt down one after another, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

But the fifth prince, Ye Qianzheng, suddenly saw Uncle Nine Emperors coming, and thought inwardly that he was not good. Uncle Nine Emperors came, and he would not be able to accuse Qin Shiyue of any crimes he wanted.

A wrong move.

"Get up." Uncle Nine Emperors flicked his sleeves, his words were cold, he caught a glimpse of Qin Shiyue's hands bleeding, and his narrow eyes under the mask raised slightly.

He stretched out his hand to pull her up from the ground, and spread her palm. Seeing the wound, his lips were tightened, with a violent breath faintly flowing.

There was a sound of the clothes being torn, and before Qin Shiyue could react, she saw Uncle Jiuhuang's sleeves being torn off by a piece of cloth.

Just tore off the ancient red stripes embroidered on the edge of his sleeves, and inlaid them on the black fabric, exuding a mysterious and profound temperament.

Just like the man in front of him.

"It hurts a bit, bear with it." A soft voice came out from Uncle Jiuhuang's lips, Qin Shiyue's body trembled, and he nodded without speaking.

He took out a small bottle from his waist. Qin Shiyue suddenly felt that it looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it in the end.

Feeling that it was medicine for golden sores, he sprinkled the powder into her wound, and the wound sizzled a few times, the pain made Qin Shiyue's elegant eyebrows dodge a little.

The corners of Uncle Jiuhuang's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly raised her hand and blew on her wound.

"Blowing on it may make you feel better." His voice was deep and mellow, and it was pleasant to hear.

Qin Shiyue was a little dazed. In her memory, her mother always blew her wounds like this. Thinking of this, Qin Shiyue felt both warm and melancholy.

She pursed her lips and smiled kindly: "Thank you, Uncle Nine Emperors, I really feel much better."

"Yeah." He looked up at her, his eyes were calm and introverted, he wrapped the strip of cloth torn from his sleeve around her hand, lowered his eyebrows, and tied a beautiful bow on it.

Qin Shiyue looked at it, somewhat tongue-tied.

This man who seems to be always silent and introverted, cold and indifferent, can actually make such a beautiful and lovely bow tie under his hands.

Ye Zhongzheng and those subordinates standing aside were already speechless.

Could this really be the famous and decisive Ghost King Nine Emperors Uncle?This cruel and cruel man, who walked in the bloody storm, unexpectedly had such a tender side.

This scene somewhat surprised Ye Zhongzheng.

His Nine Emperor Uncle, who had always been indifferent and indifferent, treated Qin Shiyue so kindly. Looking at Qin Shiyue again, he lowered his eyebrows and smiled gently.

The charm of these two people is so similar.

He was secretly surprised, and couldn't help but ask, "What is the purpose of the emperor's coming here?"

"What about you, nephew?" Uncle Nine Emperors asked instead.

"My nephew received a report saying that someone bought a murderer tonight, so I came to check." Ye Chengzheng answered meticulously, as if he couldn't hear any problems.

"Since when did my nephew start catching fast? Uncle Huang doesn't know that my nephew is so concerned about the country and the people." Uncle Nine Emperors smiled faintly, his words seemed to be mocking, but also seemed to be teasing.

(End of this chapter)