The sharp princess: singled out the cold and charming prince

Chapter 502 You can sit or lie down

Seeing that he didn't answer, Mu Yifei couldn't help feeling a little bit disappointed in her heart. Looking at Qianye Yunxuan's indifferent and alienated appearance, she said in a low voice, with a cautious expression on her face:

"Your injury...does it still hurt?"

The low greeting, I don't know what kind of emotion is sandwiched, is it a pure greeting, or worry about him?
Qianye Yunxuan's eyelashes trembled again, and her thin lips were inadvertently pursed into a line.

After a while, he turned his head to the side, lowered his eyebrows and looked at the somewhat embarrassed person in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice:

"It's just a small injury."

There is no excessive emotion, neither cold nor cold, not enthusiastic, nor indifferent like just now, just plain.

"Oh, all right."

I don't know how to answer, I always think that I have a sharp tongue, but now I can't say a word in front of Qianye Yunxuan.

Standing with lowered eyes, the two fell into silence again.

Standing in front of Qianye Yunxuan, Mu Yifei suddenly felt a little bored, and didn't know what to talk about to break the silence that made people dare not breathe.

I have never noticed that standing face to face with Qianye Yunxuan like this, there is a sense of oppression that cannot be ignored.

It's hard to tell where this sense of oppression comes from, but in short, he feels inexplicably cramped when meeting him.

At this moment, a guard's voice sounded outside the tent——

"My lord, the Japanese army has already attacked us. General Ma is fighting with his guards. Let the subordinates come down to ask the lord what to do?"

The sudden intrusion broke the silence between the two.

Qianye Yunxuan looked outside the tent, a slight chill ignited on his originally calm face, his thin lips curled up, and his voice was deep and steady:

"finally come."

At the same time as the words fell, he raised his feet, casually took the coat and put it on his body. This slightly larger movement naturally pulled the wound on his back.

Qianye Yunxuan couldn't help frowning slightly, but soon let go.

After casually putting on his coat, Mu Yifei was startled when she saw him pick up the sword hanging on the wall and was about to go out, and stepped forward to stop him.

"You don't want to go out to fight, do you?"

Is this person insane or has his pain sensory nerves malfunctioned?Are you going to go out to fight after all this?
Did he think that Qianye Yunxuan would not be able to win this battle without him?

Are his soldiers so useless?
Seeing him disregarding her appearance every time, Mu Yifei felt a little angry in her heart.

Qianye Yunxuan lowered his eyebrows, looked at the incredible color in Mu Yifei's eyes, and said in a deep voice:
"Do you think the king will wait for Mei Chuan to hit the king's account before going out?"

The eyes narrowed, and the light in them was cold.

Mu Yifei was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't let go of the hand blocking Qianye Yunxuan's face.

Although Qianye Yunxuan's gaze was a bit scary at this time, she still acted courageously, straightened her back, and said:

"Even if Meichuan Uchiku really hits you, you just stay quietly for me, and Ma Ji and the others will fight this battle for you."

Unlike the submissive appearance just now, Mu Yifei seemed to have returned to the previous state of fighting with Qianye Yunxuan.

The domineering and uncompromising look in his eyes made Qianye Yunxuan startled for a moment, then, he pursed his thin lips and frowned impatiently——

"Take your hand away."

The voice is awe-inspiring, without any warmth.

"You can take it away, you can go back and lie down and sit, but you can't go out."

(End of this chapter)