The Princess of the Fairy Phoenix Road

Chapter 862 We Killed Her Together? (3)
Chu Yimin was taken aback for a moment, he couldn't react at first, but after he figured it out, his face was even more flushed, the muscles around his cheeks trembled, and he stared at him stubbornly, unable to speak for a long time.

Chu Qiyan looked at him calmly, taking time off.

The father and son looked at each other for a while, but in the end Chu Yimin was defeated with shame, and forced himself to look away coldly to the side.

Chu Qiyan sneered sarcastically, left him alone, got up and walked towards the door.

Standing there at that time was the servant who served him in his daily life, holding a tray in his hand, on which was placed this small copper basin, and some large and small porcelain vases of various colors.

"The doctor is still treating Li Lin's wounds in the side room. There are medicines for sores and antiseptics here. The younger one will bring them here with the prince first." The boy lowered his head and said in a low voice.

Chu Qiyan pursed her lips and did not speak. She rummaged through the pile of bottles and jars, and finally brought in two porcelain bottles, one large and one small. Then she turned around and went back to the room, and walked to the table and chairs on the side. In front, he unbuttoned his shirt.

The wound on his shoulder had been sprayed with golden sore medicine in a hurry before returning to the city, and the blood had already stopped by now, and the blood stained on the clothes had also coagulated.

Chu Xunyang's sword was murderous at that time, piercing three points to the bone.

Because the emperor passed away, everyone wore plain clothes these days.

In fact, Chu Yimin saw the blood stains all over his body when he came in, but when he was full of anger, he saw that his expression was calm and he didn't look hurt at all, and he only thought he was slightly injured, so he also I didn't ask.

Chu Qiyan casually dragged his robe and blouse and threw them to the door, then poured some liquid medicine from a large porcelain bottle into his palm, pressed it on the wound and rubbed it slowly to clean it, with the same flat and stern expression on his face, It was as if the wound had been opened on someone else.

As soon as Chu Yimin saw the wound on his shoulder, he hoarse his voice in embarrassment, sat behind him and watched his movements, and wanted to avoid him in embarrassment, but he didn't want to give in because of face, so he just held on.

Chu Qiyan didn't care about it, and used the potion four or five times to wash away the blood and old medicine powder on the wound, and sprinkled some golden sore medicine again.

The young servant at the door hurriedly brought in bandages with great insight, but he didn't need anyone to help him, he wrapped up the wound neatly, and then took a coat brought by the young servant and draped it over his shoulders.

When he turned back, Chu Yimin was still sitting at the table, looking at him with a stiff expression.

He wanted to say something, but he was always concerned about his own face, so he hesitated and didn't speak.

Chu Qiyan didn't care, just smiled coldly and said: "I'm fine, it's just a skin injury, I just don't know if I will be so lucky next time."

Chu Yimin still didn't know what to say, hesitated again and again, just gritted his teeth and stood up: "I'm going first, I have to go back to the palace!"

Chu Qiyan said nothing, just watched him go out.

Chu Yimin took two steps. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that the matter was tricky. He turned around and turned back, looked at Chu Qiyan and said, "What are your plans in the future? Now that Chu Yi'an has not officially ascended the throne, his name is not right. If things don’t go well, once he comes back—”

The implication is to take extraordinary measures to attack Chu Yi'an.

Chu Qiyan stood there with her robe folded, and said with a slight smile: "Father, you are the head of the family, and I will obey my father. Don't worry, I am your son. This fact cannot be changed. No matter what happens in the future Things that should be undertaken by me, I will definitely not avoid them.”

Chu Yimin originally came here to vent, but this night was just a snag.

He looked at the pale but contented son in front of him full of anger, and felt that he would not be able to suppress his temper if he stayed here any longer, so he finally turned around and rushed out the door with a stronger anger than when he came. go.

Chu Qiyan watched him off, with a deep and sarcastic smile on his lips.

Chu Yimin's three servants walked quickly and disappeared in a moment.

Chu Qiyan turned around and sat back on the stool, shaking the teapot in her hand, just about to ask someone to make a bowl of hot tea and bring it over, when she raised her eyes, she saw the other two servants who had been standing at the door with their heads bowed since just now. did not go.

One of them was also serving him closely, and was looking at him with embarrassment and hesitation at the moment.

On the other side, the thinner one shrank his neck and lowered his head vigorously.

Chu Qiyan's eyes moved over, as if he sensed something immediately.

"My son——" his little servant couldn't help his gaze like this, so he could only bite the bullet and said, "Princess Chang Ning said that she has something to ask for an interview. ,so--"

As the boy said, he looked sideways at the person beside him with a pale face.

Chu Qiyan's rules here are strict, and seeing that he is really in a bad mood today, he didn't even give Chu Yimin any face——

At this moment, the boy is terrified because of his own self-assertion.

He was also in a mess because of Chu Qiyan's injury, so he brought Chu Xinrui here. Who would have thought that he would just enter the yard, and then he would catch up with Chu Yimin and kill him, but instead he told Chu Xinrui, an outsider, to watch the joke.

Chu Qiyan's gaze turned cold, and she continued to push the teapot out, "Go and get me a warm one."

"Yes!" The boy hurried away with the teapot in hand as if he had been pardoned.

After taking the medicine, Chu Qiyan only put on a loose robe, which was casually placed on her body, revealing her tight muscles in the front.

Chu Xinrui raised her head in embarrassment and embarrassment.

Chu Qiyan also had disgust in his eyes, and he fastened his belt slowly, then squinted at her and said, "I and you—it seems that I have nothing to say!"

After finishing his clothes, Chu Xinrui dared to look up.

Although she is not small in courage, but now without the support of Chu Yijian and Prince Rui's House, and facing such an evil spirit as Chu Qiyan, she is somewhat lacking in confidence.

"Qi Yan!" Taking a deep breath, Chu Xinrui barely maintained her composure and walked in. She had weighed in her heart for a long time, and knew that she could only gamble her life for the present plan, so she simply gritted her teeth and said, "Just now you and Nan He I heard what Wang said, so I stopped talking nonsense. I was still hesitating when I came here, whether I should say this, but since you, Chu Xunyang and Donggong have reached the point where water and fire are incompatible—— "

As Chu Xinrui said, she took another step forward with more eagerness, and unexpectedly knelt down at his feet, regardless of her status as being a generation higher than Chu Qiyan, looked up at his stern face and said: "Help me, let's kill her together, or—you send me away!"

She came to beg for help, and she was willing to face down.

(End of this chapter)