Divine Doctor and Demon Concubine: Emperor, no lower limit

Chapter 267 He has a kind of chilling beauty
Ye Cenyang, who was almost breathless, naturally knew who came here to save him.

There is no other woman who can kill without a sound, and who still calls "give me back my life..." except for Xiaoyue, whom he has been thinking about day and night.

"Cen Yang..."

Nangong Huangyue's warm and sweet voice rang in his ears.

"Xiaoyue, you're here." Ye Cenyang's voice was weak, he lowered his head, but there was a nice smile on the corner of his lips.

Ye Cenyang, who looks very similar to Ye Nanxuan, even if dripping with blood, still has a kind of sad beauty on his body.

Nangong Huangyue untied the rope tied around Ye Cenyang's wrist, and helped his weak body up.

Fortunately, she has great strength now, and it doesn't take much effort to support Ye Cenyang who is almost limp.

"Cen Yang, I'll take you out of here." She said.

"Master." Shen Ling appeared at this time, "It's better not to startle the snake."

After he finished speaking, a few more ginsengs appeared in his hand.

He threw the ginseng on the ground, and there were a few more people in the prison.

They were Cen Yang, who was still tied to a pillar and being whipped, and the cell leader and several prisoners who were still alive.

It's just that these cell bosses and soldiers are not as energetic as before.

"It's not a problem to get these people out to fool the guards in the palace." After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves in his fine clothes, and the few dead bodies on the ground disappeared.

Nangong Huangyue was very satisfied with Shen Ling's actions, she really wanted to go to the street to buy a lollipop for Shen Ling to eat.

When I think of lollipops, I cannot help but think of Longbao.

After being separated from Long Bao for so long, I don't know how he is guarding Jin Sheng and how he is doing.

But now is not the time to think about them, the most important thing at this time is to take Cen Yang out.

She fed Cen Yang the Transformation Pill, and then asked Shen Ling to lead them out of the prison with the fake cell boss transformed from ginseng.

Cen Yang is seriously injured now, and the most important thing now is to heal Cen Yang's injuries, so she has to take Cen Yang out of the palace first.

The journey out of the palace was very smooth, and she took Cen Yang back to Prince Nan's mansion.

There is no one in Nanwang's mansion.

Shen Ling said that all the people he rescued were placed in a village outside the city, and their names were kept anonymous.

In Cen Yang's room in the mansion, Nangong Huangyue put him on the bed.

Before she checked Cen Yang's body, Shen Ling stuffed a ginseng sperm into Cen Yang's mouth.

The ginseng sperm penetrated into Cen Yang's limbs, which restored his eyesight and calmed his breathing.

Nangong Huangyue used the scissors to cut open the clothes on Cen Yang's body bit by bit, and saw that the clothes that had been whipped into rags were mixed with flesh and blood, and he couldn't help frowning every time he tore apart a little bit.

"Damn it." Huang Yue's heart ached when she saw it, and she wanted to cry.

To her, Cen Yang was like her close relative, but Ye Yanyu tortured him like this.

She secretly swore in her heart that she would avenge Cen Yang, and for the pain Ye Yanyu inflicted on Cen Yang, she would make Ye Yanyu repay it twice as much.

"Does it hurt? Cen Yang." She tore the cloth from the wound on his chest and asked him softly.

"I'm not in pain, Xiaoyue." At this moment, he could hear her voice, feel her presence, and see her delicate face floating in front of his eyes. He couldn't feel any pain. Only full of happiness.

After finally cleaning up the cloth strips on Cen Yang's body, Shen Ling fetched water.

A person as arrogant as Shen Ling, seeing Cen Yang's misery, let go of his arrogance and obediently stood by to help and serve him.

Fetching water, taking cloth towels, and finding clean clothes are particularly agile.

"Shen Ling, do you know how to make meals?" Nangong Huangyue asked him, "Cen Yang probably hasn't eaten or drank for a few days, why don't you help me cook some porridge and water?"

"Sigh, I still have to make progress." Shen Ling muttered, but ran out obediently.

Nangong Huangyue and Cen Yang looked at Shen Ling's back and laughed lightly in unison.

After a while, Shen Ling brought two bowls of steaming porridge water with ginseng added.

"Master, you also need to eat, so I cooked some more by the way. Don't dislike me for making it simple." Shen Ling said and put the porridge on the table.

Nangong Huangyue got up from the bed and walked in front of Shen Ling, she said with a smile: "I'm already very satisfied that you can make something to eat, how dare you pick your food!"

After finishing speaking, she first picked up a bowl of porridge and water, walked back to the side of the bed, carefully blew it cold and fed it to Cen Yang's mouth.

"Xiaoyue, I'll do it myself." Cen Yang felt a little overwhelmed.

"Forget it! Look at your hand, the skin is split." She said, and she had already fed a spoonful of porridge to Cen Yang's mouth.

Seeing her serious appearance, Cen Yang opened his mouth and started drinking.

But he didn't think about it, the first sip he drank, he choked him and coughed non-stop.

Nangong Huangyue hastily put down the bowl in her hand and helped him stroke his back. This intimate gesture made Cen Yang blush even more.

He was choked because he was too nervous.

He felt that as long as he was with Xiaoyue, he would act like a fool in everything he did, and he would choke on porridge, which really embarrassed him to the extreme.

Shen Ling couldn't stand watching, so he sat on the edge of the bed with porridge and water, "Let me feed it! Your Majesty, you can be distracted by drinking porridge..." As he said, he shook his head with contempt .

Cen Yang's face turned even redder.

As a king, he is really immature and not domineering enough in terms of emotions.

Facing Xiaoyue, he couldn't do anything other than being shy and nervous.

Because Cen Yang had been hungry for a few days, he couldn't eat too much at once. Fortunately, ginseng was added to Shen Ling's porridge, and the ginseng sperm he ate before made his condition much better.

After Cen Yang rested for a while, Nangong Huangyue began to help Cen Yang use her wound ointment to treat his wounds. Some wounds were too deep and needed stitches.

When it was time to get stitches, Huang Yue found that there was no medicine powder or elixir that could be used for anesthesia.

She asked Cen Yang, "Are you afraid of pain?"

Cen Yang had seen her stitch needles on people's flesh, but he had suffered so much pain before, so why would he be afraid of this little pain.

He said with a relaxed face: "Xiaoyue, I'm not afraid of pain, you can do it!" As he said, he looked at her delicate and serious face expectantly.

Even if she had anesthesia drugs, he didn't want to use them, because he wanted to feel the feeling of Xiaoyue stitching his skin and flesh more.

He thought that he would keep this feeling in his heart for the rest of his life.

Huangyue started to make needles, threading needles and threads, and she sewed exceptionally swiftly.

But Cen Yang, in pain, was happy.

After the wound was stitched up, Nangong Huangyue praised him: "Cen Yang is becoming more and more manly, and he didn't even frown when he sewed up his flesh."

(End of this chapter)