Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 143 – Mingyue should laugh at me affectionately
"Don't be afraid, I'm here! You'll be fine!"

Qin Yin carefully lifted Li Qingmei's injured arm.Said softly.

"Thank you! I'm fine!"

She raised her face and forced back the tears that were about to fall from her eyes.

"There is poison in the hidden weapon, and I need to scrape the bone immediately to cure the poison. The problem is that I came in a hurry, and I didn't bring Mabosan. It will be very painful!"

Qin Yin said angrily.

"Scratch! I can hold back!"

She withdrew her gaze from staring at the carriage in the distance. In just six words, she suppressed too much helplessness and fatigue.

Mu Ran followed Qin Yin to another carriage and began to scrape the bones to cure the poison.

She bit her already pale and bloodless lips the whole time, not letting herself make any sound.

It was obviously her arm that was injured, but why the severe pain came from her heart.

She really...really hurts.

She even had a hazy illusion that her heart had been shattered into powder.

She lowered her head and looked at the position of her heart in doubt, as if there was a huge black hole there, and countless cold winds howled through her gradually fragmented body.

Beads of sweat wet the hair on her forehead uncontrollably, and she didn't need to look to know how ugly the scar on her face must be.

The excruciating pain made every inch of her body tremble violently, but her consciousness was extremely clear.

She didn't cry out in pain, let alone cry out in sorrow.

She didn't even dare to fall down easily, because she knew that there was no one behind her, and he would not protect her.

Qin Yin's forehead was sweating nervously. He didn't let out a long sigh of relief until the wound was stitched up and the blood stains were dealt with for her.

"Okay! Don't touch the water for a month, I guarantee you won't leave any scars!"

"The scars on your face..."

Qin Yin narrowed his eyes slightly to conceal his pity.

"The scar is too deep, and someone deliberately applied drugs to deepen the scar. I can't do anything...I'm sorry..."

He stretched out his fingers, tremblingly stroking the scar that had already scabbed over, wishing that the scar would fall on his face.

"Sorry, did I scare you?"

"No, never~"

He hurriedly explained, but he used both his hands and his mouth, and kept waving his arms.

"May I rest in your carriage?"

She prayed, because she didn't know where she should go, she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand now, she just wanted to hide in a corner and rest alone.

To be precise, she wanted to hide and escape the world of those two.

"Good~"

Qin Yin quietly exited the carriage, and the moment the curtain fell, Li Qingmei quickly stretched out her arm, biting the back of her hand firmly.

Let the tears flow freely, occasionally broken sips came out, she hastily lowered her voice.

Outside the curtain, the moon is shining brightly, but inside the curtain, there is only a single shadow of a sad figure.

"I'm going to settle accounts with him!"

Xingye Nan held up the long sword, with a look of resentment on his face, he was about to kill Sikong Que and Wencheng Lu Xue's carriage.

"After all, it is the matter of the three of them. If you want to add to her sorrow, I will not stop you!"

"Humph!"

Xingye Nan snorted coldly, and immediately returned to Li Qingmei's carriage with her head downcast.

"Zhanying! Did you tell that person about sister Mei's injury!?"

"Oh, I want to talk about it too! Sister Mei reminded me ten thousand times before healed! Tell me not to say it!"

Zhan Ying spread her hands helplessly, the scene of the three of them walking together was also very weird in their eyes.

Although it is human nature for men to have three wives and four concubines, because she is Li Qingmei, they can't help becoming more serious.

(End of this chapter)