The return of the fierce wife mistakenly provokes the regent

Chapter 1172 Powerless
Shangyue looked at the blood gushing out from the chest of the young man in her arms, tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes uncontrollably, and growled, "Chongyan, you silly boy, who wants you to block me for me? Who wants you to stop me?" Mind your own business?"

When Xuanyuan Sheng bit off a piece of flesh, she didn't even cry, but when she saw the boy lying weakly in her arms, the sadness in her heart seemed to drown her.

Chongyan raised his hand with difficulty, and wiped away the tears on her face, feeling a little satisfied, filling his heart.

"Princess, I have known you for so long. I have never done anything for you. Chongyan is very happy and honored to be able to block this sword for you..."

Shangyue cried until she couldn't make a sound, and cursed: "You fool... I don't need you to do anything for me, I just want you to be good..."

Chongyan was probably in pain. For a moment, he couldn't speak, and for a moment, he suddenly held Shangyue's hand, his voice trembling slightly, "But Chongyan... I just want the princess to be well. Well, Chongyan will be happy..." At this point, his voice gradually weakened.

Shangyue was so frightened that she couldn't do what to do, and shouted: "Chongyan, you are not allowed to die, do you hear me, I will not allow you to die..." Turning to Minghua in the distance, she yelled incoherently, "Minghua!" Hua, come quickly, Chongyan is dying, come quickly, I don't want Chongyan to have trouble..."

After Xuanyuansheng threw the sword, Minghua had already caught up with him, and after a burst of slashing and killing, Xuanyuansheng had no power to parry.

At this moment, Minghua heard Shangyue's roar, the blood mist in his eyes dissipated, and the golden sword pierced through the soft armor on Xuanyuansheng's body, and pierced into his heart.

Minghua pulled out his golden sword and kicked him away again.

Then he turned around and strode towards Shangyue.

Minghua squatted down beside Shangyue, stretched out his hand and tapped Chongyan's big acupoints all over his body to stop the bleeding.

At this time Chongyan had passed out, Minghua checked his breath and pulse, and after making sure that his life was not in danger, he said to Shangyue: "Yueer, Chongyan will be fine, don't worry, um ? "While talking, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured a life-saving pill from it, and fed it into Chongyan's mouth with his own hands.

Although Minghua's words are always convincing, but seeing Chongyan's eyes closed, breath weak, and the worries in his heart, not only did he not let go, but his heart was lifted up.

"Cang Yi, carry Chongyan to the table." Minghua shook Shangyue's hand, and then ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes." Cang Yi respectfully replied, and together with one of the guards, carefully lifted Chongyan to the table.

After Minghua helped Shangyue up, they walked to the table together.

Among the eighteen riders, there was one rider who was better at medical skills, so he treated Chongyan's wounds.

After a lot of work, he finally stopped the blood on Chongyan's chest.

"Although this subordinate knows a little about medicine, the conditions here are limited. This subordinate suggested that Chongyan should be sent out as soon as possible to a border town for treatment. Otherwise, if the wound deteriorates, the subordinate will be powerless." The guard told the truth come out.

After hearing his words, Shangyue's heart arose again.

"Minghua, let's find a way to get out quickly, Chongyan can't be bothered..." Shangyue said anxiously.

Cang Yi secretly sighed, although he didn't want to pour cold water on him, he still felt that he should tell the truth.

"Your Majesty, before the subordinates came down, they searched carefully halfway up, but did not find any other exit."

Shangyue's heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

(End of this chapter)