The demon concubine is about to flee: Your Majesty, it is difficult to serve

Chapter 881 You have been bleeding.

Chu Xi: Still the same bandit tone.

She immediately thought it was quite funny, her face was stern, but her red lips curled into a smile, and she said, "Do you think the guards in the palace are weak? If you keep provoking me, I won't show mercy."

"However—Your Majesty, you have come from a long way, and I must not lose my grandeur in the south." Chu Xi glanced at the maidservant behind her, "Arrange the Lord of Beizhao in Zhulingxuan."

Zhulingxuan is also in the palace.

It is specially used to receive envoys from other countries.

Chu Xi didn't want to make the situation too rigid, it would be of no benefit to anyone, Nan Lin is still in the growing stage, if Rong Jingshen is not Bei Zhao's opponent.

She didn't need to take such a risk.

Chu Xi turned to leave, but Rong Jingshen stopped her and said, "Are you worried about my injury?"

That's why he couldn't wait to drive him to Zhulingxuan?

Chu Xi looked at the blood on his clothes, with a calm expression, and said, "Whether you die or not has nothing to do with me, but I don't allow you to die in Nanlin."

after all-

Gu Lingchen is now Bei Zhao's left minister
She was sure that if Rong Jingshen died, Gu Lingchen would definitely attack Nanlin aggressively.

His heart throbbed in pain.

The coldness of the woman in front of her is in stark contrast to the laziness of the little woman in the past. She has grown a lot. She is already smart and smart, and it is fate that she can embark on this path.

But somehow, he still misses the old her.

She is carefree like that.

And he was enough to protect her.

The woman passed by him without hesitation, and his gaze was fixed on her back until that pretty figure disappeared in the corner corridor.

Snow did not know when it fell again.

It fell on his shoulders little by little, but it seemed to be on his heart. It was obviously as light as a feather, but it was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

"Your Majesty, let's go to Zhulingxuan first. You've been bleeding!"

"it is good."

There is ample time.

After Chu Xi went back, she immediately changed her clothes.

And ordered someone to fetch hot water.

The fingers that looked like sliced ​​onions were immersed in the water. The knuckles were slender, like bamboo shoots, and as bright as pearls. She washed the blood off her hands little by little, and the emotions in her eyes were mixed.

I don't know what to think.

She asked herself that she didn't have the tendency to self-torture, but when she saw Rong Jingshen, she couldn't keep calm anymore.

I am afraid that I will make a mistake.

—

After Bai Ziyu returned to the palace, the imperial doctor came. Seeing the emperor's bleeding wound, the imperial doctor felt strange and asked, "My lord, how did you get this injury?"

The eunuch at the side said in a strange manner, "Sir, don't talk about it, that Rong Jingshen bullied us Nanlin to the head, and hurt the king so badly!"

this will.

Because of the temperature, a lot of blood condensed on the clothes. It can be said that the flesh and clothes are tightly adhered. If the clothes are forcibly taken off, another piece of flesh and blood will be involved.

But there was no nervous look on the imperial doctor's face, he cut off Bai Ziyu's clothes with scissors, and checked Bai Ziyu's wound.

There was a look of surprise on his face.

Emperor's wound
caused by the second time.

It wasn't pierced by a sword at all.

If a sword stabbed in, the wound must be neat, but... this wound, the person who stabbed the sword obviously wanted to withdraw the sword, but the victim took another step forward, making the wound deeper.

Seeing his expression, Bai Ziyu knew that he couldn't hide it from the imperial doctor, he raised his eyelids, and let all the eunuchs serving in the bedroom retreat to the outer hall.

The imperial doctor took out the hemostatic powder from the medicine box.

"Yingzhou, is Gu too despicable?"

(End of this chapter)