Daughter of the prosperous age: Don't pretend to be stupid

Chapter 67: Late Night Assassination (8)

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, Mo Wushuang was startled, only to find that all the men in black fell to the ground, and the sword in Feng Yurong's hand also fell to the ground.

"Feng Yurong!" Mo Wushuang yelled, and quickly ran to Feng Yurong's side, supporting his fallen body.

"You didn't run for your life, did you come here to seek death?" Feng Yurong asked Mo Wushuang coldly.When he heard her jumping out of the car before, he thought she was a smart person, but he didn't expect that she would stupidly run out and rescue him with a horse.

Mo Wushuang didn't even look at Feng Yurong's face, and reached out to touch Feng Yurong's arms: "You are injured, where is the medicine?"

The lives of the children of the royal family are precious, and they must have medicine for wounds on their bodies.

Feng Yurong's face froze, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't touch it!" Although he was seriously injured, it didn't mean that he didn't mind a woman playing tricks on him.

Mo Wushuang directly ignored his protest, and took out all the small bottles from Feng Yurong's arms: "That is Jinchuang medicine, if you don't want to die, just say it quickly."

"The biggest." Feng Yurong gritted his teeth and spit out three words.He was one against a hundred, and even though he killed all the dead soldiers, he was still seriously injured. The reason why he persisted in not falling down was because he didn't want to lose face in front of Mo Wushuang.

"Where is the most serious injury?" Mo Wushuang grabbed the bottle cap, and reached out to lift Feng Yurong's clothes.

"I'll do it myself." Feng Yurong said and went to get the medicine bottle.

"You can't even stand up, so don't be brave."

"..." Who was brave?This woman is really annoying. She knows that she is trying to hold on, but she doesn't hurry to leave, so she likes to see other people's jokes so much?
Although Feng Yurong didn't say where he was most injured, Mo Wushuang had already noticed the wetness of Feng Yurong's abdomen when he took out the medicine just now, so he untied his clothes without hesitation.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk!" Before the medicine was poured out, there was a strong sound of horseshoes in the distance, and it seemed that people were coming from all directions.

Mo Wushuang was startled, then looked up at Feng Yurong: "Your man?"

Feng Yurong shook his head weakly: "No." If his hidden guards came, they would not be on horseback, and the fact that the hidden guards have not appeared up to now means that someone has already tripped them.

"Forget it, no matter who it is, let's leave first." Mo Wushuang thought for a while and lifted Feng Yurong's arm, letting him hang on his body.

Feng Yurong is the heir of Prince Rong, since the other party dared to attack Feng Yurong, his status must be unusual, if it was the other party's person who came, Feng Yurong would probably die.

And even if she would leave Feng Yurong and run away, she might not be able to escape, witnessing the assassination of young prince Rong, this identity would really make many people feel uncomfortable.

"Go, leave me alone!" Panting, Feng Yurong pushed Mo Wushuang away, but before he pushed Mo Wushuang away, he fell to the ground.

"You're going to die and you want to lose face!" Mo Wushuang supported Feng Yurong angrily, then quickly poured some medicine from the bottle into the palm of his hand, and stuck it to Feng Yurong's abdomen.

"Hiss!" Feng Yurong gasped, and his sanity recovered a bit.

"Follow me if you're not dead." Mo Wushuang said as he helped Feng Yurong walk towards the alley where he hid just now.But in his heart, he was so regretful that they would have escaped on horseback if she hadn't startled the horse away just now.

(End of this chapter)