Chapter 101 The Indelible Injury
The blood-stained place on the obscene clothes, the sharp pain in his chest, he had no time to take care of them.

At that moment, he felt that his heart was emptied following the back of her eagerly leaving. At that moment, he suddenly had a thought, whether she was her or not, he wanted to do his best to keep her by his side, even if Just bickering and remorse, he is willing to drink.

However, looking at the silver hairpin under the jade pillow and stroking the bleeding wound in his heart, he laughed at himself. He knew that from now on, this place would never be erased forever, and it would be accompanied by him in this life. with him until the end of his life.

After a while, the imperial doctor rushed over to clean the wound after hearing the sound, accompanied by Qing, who was dressed in navy blue, looked behind, but didn't see that petite and thin figure, and suddenly had an idea.

"You go down." With a few words without emotion, he waved his hand, signaling the imperial doctor to back down.

"What are you doing?" Looking at his pale thin lips and blood-stained clothes, she frowned and looked at him worriedly.

"It's okay." Yu Xiaoran replied the two words lightly, but the coldness in his eyes was a bit less, for Qing, he never got cold.

It is also because of him that he can still maintain the original warmth in these years
The imperial doctor hesitated, his wrinkled old face trembling slightly. He didn't know whether to advance or retreat. It was not until the emperor waved impatiently again that he retreated with the tools on his back, but was called back halfway. And this imperial doctor was the one Mu Li saw when he woke up.

"Emperor... Your Majesty..." The imperial doctor called out timidly, and fell to the ground with a plop. He really couldn't bear the coldness of the emperor, and he didn't know why the emperor asked him to come. Handled properly?

"Leave things, get out." Really didn't want to endure the submissive attitude of others at this time, Yu Xiaoran said coolly, but his voice was a little tired.

"Yes... yes..." The old imperial doctor ran out without caring about the cold sweat on his forehead.

Rubbing his tired forehead, he looked back at Qing who was staring at him, and said lightly: "She doesn't admit it. With just a hairpin, I'm not sure if it's her."

(End of this chapter)

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