Chapter 582 Your Wound Opens Again

Dongfang Yunlie looked at her face and could tell that she was very angry.

He frowned, feeling a little depressed. She cared so much about him treating her as Jiu'er, did she really not believe that she was Jiu'er, or did she not want to be with him again at all.

He couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and he no longer had the intention to continue teasing him. He didn't speak again, and the entire carriage fell into an oppressive silence.

Sensing the strangeness in the carriage, Feng Qinyu turned his head sideways, and saw Dongfang Yunlie's gaze was looking out of the window at this moment, his resolute sideways, against his deep and perfect facial features, revealed a bit of sadness at this moment.

She thought, Dongfang Yunlie was missing his dead Jiu'er again.

Feng Qinyu felt a little uncomfortable, and she didn't know why she cared so much about Dongfang Yunlie treating her as a former lover, so much...it seemed a little too much.

Pursing her lips, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. After thinking about it, she still didn't say a word.

On the way back to Beijing, I passed through a section of extremely bumpy road. The official road here is a bit rough and uneven, and even the horses have a hard time walking.

The horse walked crookedly, and the carriage bumped more and more, making the people in the carriage feel a little uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the wheels of the carriage stepped on a big rock, and the carriage slammed violently to the side, causing Dongfang Yunlie in the carriage to also slam into the carriage of the carriage, and the wound was severely torn open, making him Can't help frowning.

In the next second, the carriage passed over the boulder again, and the height difference caused the carriage to jerk violently again. Dongfang Yunlie's hand subconsciously covered the wound, and his brows frowned even tighter.

Finally, the carriage stopped, Dongfang Yunlie clutched his lower abdomen, leaned against the carriage, breathing a little more heavily.

Xin Su lifted the curtain from the outside and poked inside, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

"fine."

Dongfang Yunlie replied, but his voice was obviously more restrained and gritted his teeth.

"Keep going."

Dongfang Yunlie's panting voice sounded again, Xin Su knew that the jolt just now must have touched Dongfang Yunlie's wound, but since he said so, she didn't say much.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The curtain of the carriage was lowered again, and Feng Qinyu also noticed something abnormal in the carriage after Xin Su retreated.

Turning his head suddenly, he saw Dongfang Yunlie with a pale face clutching his waist and abdomen, leaning against the carriage behind him, a little bit of cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

Turning his gaze to his waist and abdomen, he saw that he was covering it tightly, and a little bright red began to flow from the crevices of his fingers.

Her eyes were startled, and she suddenly got up and sat beside him. There was a tension in her eyes that she hadn't even noticed.

"How are you?"

She didn't know what was wrong with her, but when she saw him like this, she started to panic inexplicably.

He is obviously the brother's enemy. She shouldn't be so nervous about him. Seeing his painful appearance, shouldn't she gloat over his misfortune?

"Sit down, I'll show you."

She supported Dongfang Yunlie, took the cushion beside him and placed it behind Dongfang Yunlie, followed, and squatted down in front of him.

He reached out and took off Dongfang Yunlie's coat.

The coat was taken off, and the white underwear inside had been stained red with blood.

A trace of panic flashed across Feng Qinyu's face, and he looked up at Dongfang Yunlie's calm but pale face, and said, "Your wound has opened again."

(End of this chapter)

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