Destiny Demon Concubine

Chapter 810 Really Stupid
Although the little sword spirit was far away from Feng Xiran, he could still see the blood dripping from her hand.

And that pair of hands that were originally white and flawless have changed beyond recognition.

Little Sword Spirit looked at Feng Xiran's hand, tears were almost streaming down his face.

Finally, with a flash of the figure in front of her, Feng Xiran suddenly flew down, clutching the fire lotus tightly in her hands!
Even though the pain was unbearable, she still never let go.

Feng Xiran walked up to the little sword spirit and smiled, "Let's go back."

Looking at the smile on Feng Xiran's face, Little Sword Spirit suddenly felt very bitter in his heart.

Is that Jiyun Emperor so important?
Master, you are really stupid.

Feng Xiran looked sideways, "Let's go."

Only then did the little sword spirit glance at Feng Xiran, "Let's go, let's go back."

Feng Xiran and the little sword spirit raced all the way, and arrived at the gate of Fengran Palace within a quarter of an hour, but Feng Xiran stopped suddenly.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Feng Xiran glanced at the fire lotus in her hand, and handed it to the little sword spirit, "Ling'er, you help me hand this to Emperor Jiyun, I counted the time, he might wake up at this time, I don't want him to know..."

"Master, you don't need to say anything, I understand. If he asks, I will say that this fire lotus is a treasure of Fengran Palace. Master, you take this fire lotus out."

Feng Xiran smiled, "Okay, thank you."

The little sword spirit's gaze fell on Feng Xiran's hand, "It's just master, your hand..."

Feng Xiran lowered her eyes, glanced at her blood-stained but burn-stained hands, "I'm fine, I'll go to the doctor, there will be no problem."

"But master, bones are already exposed in some places...I'd better go with you, after all..."

Feng Xiran suddenly put her hands behind her back, and said with a smile, "It's okay, you go and hand over the fire lotus to Emperor Jiyun, don't worry about me, it doesn't hurt too much, everything will be fine. If he asks me, just say I'm cultivating, so don't disturb me."

Little Sword Spirit gritted his teeth, "Alright, master, I'll wait for your return."

Feng Xiran turned and left, walking in the direction of the doctor.

Looking down at the unrecognizable hand, she sighed helplessly.

Hopefully, her hand can recover.

It's fine if Emperor Jiyun doesn't see her for an hour or two, but if he sees her all day, he will definitely become suspicious.

Therefore, it is necessary to restore her hands to their original state in a short period of time, or to put it another way...to make her hands look the same as before.

When Feng Xiran saw the doctor, she went straight to the point, "Help me restore my hand in the shortest possible time, and if it cannot be restored, make it look like an ordinary person."

"Miss Feng...how did you do this?"

The doctor was shocked when he saw it.

How could a young girl make her hands like this?

Like a burn mark?
The doctor just remembered what happened not long ago.

"Miss Feng, have you gone to fetch the fire lotus?"

Feng Xiran didn't say anything, it was her tacit consent.

"The fire lotus is..."

"Don't talk nonsense! Help me cure it, and cover it up if it can't be cured. I don't want Emperor Jiyun to know."

"Yes, yes, I'll start now."

Feng Xiran watched the doctor bring the knife and the medicinal wine, and watched the knife cut off the broken flesh on her hand, but she didn't even bat an eyelid.

This kind of pain is much lighter than that of Huolian's burn.

(End of this chapter)