The goddess of fast wear is super burning

Chapter 608 Bloodline Steward (87)

Hearing this, Luo Weixi's fingers gripping the clothes tightened a bit, and the fingertips turned slightly white. Although she was mentally prepared, when the medicine was applied to the wound, she still groaned in pain.

The potion seeped into the wound, as if countless ants were gnawing at the flesh and blood, Luo Weixi bit her lips tightly, cold sweat dripped from her forehead and soaked her eyelashes, and even her vision was blurred.

In addition, the carriage was a little bumpy, and every movement would involve the wound.

Under the circumstances, she felt it was a miracle she hadn't passed out.

"All right."

Kaisen's voice came from behind, Luo Weixi took a few breaths lightly, her tense body slowly relaxed, just as she relaxed, her head felt dizzy, which made her feel like vomiting.

Although the carriage was covered with carpets, the temperature in the carriage was still too low for Luo Weixi who was only wearing a tube top.

After putting the medicine on her back, she quickly took the coat and put it on, and then turned around to let Kaisen deal with the injury on his forehead.

The forehead is not serious, but there is some blood seeping from the hit place, and there are some bruises.

She watched as Kaisen took out another bottle of medicine, and with his slender and shapely hands wearing snow-white gloves, he picked up a cotton swab and gently applied the medicine to her forehead.

Very cool, almost painless.

But as the distance got closer, she felt more and more that the Kaisen in front of her was very similar to Gautian.

Luo Weixi looked at this pale and handsome face, and suddenly said, "I don't know what Gordian is doing at this time."

Kaisen smiled and said: "Maybe they are cleaning, maybe they are trimming the flowers and plants in the atrium. After all, the work of servants is repetitive and complicated."

"That's right, there's nothing to be curious about." Luo Weixi glanced out of the window, and after a while, she turned back and asked casually, "What time is it?"

"Wait a minute." Kaisen reached into the inner pocket of his coat, took out his pocket watch and looked at it: "Seven o'clock, the dance has already started."

Luo Weixi's focus is not on the ball, but staring at the face in front of him thoughtfully: "The blood race has keen hearing, will they hear us talking in the carriage?"

"If you're referring to the blood race outside, don't worry at all." Kaisen put the medicine bottle back into the medicine cabinet, and said softly and firmly, "They won't hear it."

"In that case, shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Luo Weixi looked up at the young man's dark red and deep blood-colored eyes, and said softly, "Is it? Gordian."

"Yes, it's me." Gordian didn't think about hiding this matter, and when Luo Weixi asked, he admitted it.

Luo Weixi wanted to lean on the seat and assume the posture of interrogating a prisoner, but when he leaned on it, he gasped from the pain, so he sat up straight and asked him, "When did you come? Where's Kaisen? "

"When you were assassinated by the blood clan, Kaisen and I changed clothes." Gordian took a blanket and covered her lap, and said unhurriedly: "Kaisen was injured, I let him go back. "

Luo Weixi tilted his head and asked him: "What if Alice goes to Hurst to examine the corpse at this time?"

"According to the information I got, he is not in the territory of the blood clan." Gordian raised the corners of his lips confidently: "Even if he sent his blood clan to confirm, all they saw was a dead body."

Seeing that Gordian had already made arrangements, Luo Weixi didn't ask any more questions, but seeing this face exactly like Kaisen's on Gordian's, she always felt a little weird.

(End of this chapter)