Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 180 [Injured]

No one spoke any more along the way, Yuan Zixiao looked at the girl in front of him, his eyes changed slightly, and a complex stream of light flashed in his calm pupils.

"Prince, do you still feel unwell?" Bai Jingren looked at him and asked.

"No problem." Yuan Zixiao smiled, "Thanks to Princess Jinnan."

An unknown gleam flashed in Bai Jingren's steady eyes, "Yes, if it wasn't for the Princess Jinnan's rescue, the prince would be seriously injured even if he didn't die."

"You don't need to feel guilty, and you don't have to thank me. I saved the prince because of my Jinnan Palace. Even if it is General Feng, I will do the same. It's just that I might push her off the cliff with a little effort." Chu Ling Ling glanced at Feng Chen coldly.

Feng Chen's face choked, and he wanted to make a move, but when he saw the girl's piercing eyes, his movements suddenly stopped.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to say that she couldn't beat Chen Lingling in terms of skill alone.

Who would have thought that a girl at such an age could have such good skills, but she could feel that the zhenqi in Chen Lingling's body was not particularly pure and vigorous, but her victory was because her movements were too fast, and she She really didn't have a chance to react when it came over.

If she really wanted to kill herself, she dared not say whether she would have a chance to live.

Such an opponent is a formidable enemy.

"What, General Fengchen wants to kill me?" Chen Lingling smiled treacherously.

Feng Chen's eyes deepened, "Wangfei is joking, this general does not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Oh, that's good. Otherwise, I was so disrespectful just now. If General Feng wanted to kill me to relieve his anger, it would be reasonable." Chu Lingling raised her phoenix eyes, glanced at her and stopped talking.

Feng Chen was a little startled when he heard these words. Chen Lingling's meaning couldn't be more obvious. If something happened to Chen Lingling when she left Qingluan Kingdom, it was very likely that she did it.

Therefore, during this period, she couldn't do anything to Chen Lingling. It would be fine if it was just the two of them, but there are still people from Qi State here.

Looking at the girl's back, Feng Chen gritted his teeth gloomily, this man must not let her grow up, otherwise he will definitely become the second Xuanyuan Jiaye.

With Gan Dong's guidance, a group of people finally walked out of the woods at the bottom of the mountain and went up the mountain road after two hours.

"The subordinates will send you back to the palace first, the prince will deal with this matter, and please stay safe." Gan Dong clasped his fists at them.

Bai Jingren glanced at Chu Lingling before getting into the carriage, then nodded with a smile and left.
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It was already sunset when we returned to Jinnan Prince's Mansion. Chen Lingling drove Fu Qu out, and after entering the Fenqing Pavilion, he lay down on the imperial concubine's chair, and his face turned slightly bloody. This time, he was not seriously injured. The second time was severe, but it was enough for her to suffer. The injury from the last time should not have fully recovered. After this palm shock, it really was a backlash of Qi and blood.

Lying on the imperial concubine chair, the girl's head was drowsy, and she fell asleep not long after.

When she opened her eyes again, Chen Lingling only felt that her body was warm. She moved and found a pair of big hands around her waist. She looked up.

Xuanyuan Jiaye's uncanny face came into view, he was sitting in front of the chaise longue, her upper body was lying in the man's arms, the man's deep eyes were staring at her closely, seeing her wake up, He didn't move either.

"Jiaye?" Chen Lingling moved his arms.

"En." Xuanyuan Jiaye stated in a deep voice, "I'm hurt."

Chen Lingling was taken aback, "It's okay."

After the words fell, the room was silent, and the two of them were silent for a long time without speaking again.

"Does it hurt?" The man held her little hand, his tone full of pity.

(End of this chapter)