Marriage on behalf of the weeping blood cold concubine

Xuanyuan Qingtian condescendingly looked down on Duanmu Minya who didn't seem to care about his arrival. He was like a mad dragon who looked down on everything in the nine heavens, staring at Duanmu Minya coldly, watching this Duanmu Minya who dared to ignore him!

Obviously she also had a lot of whip wounds on her body, but she didn't care about it, instead she was nervous about a maid.Even if her wound was on her face, she didn't take care of it first, but carefully checked the maidservant's injury!

Duanmu Minya carefully straightened Qiujuan's wrist, took out a silk scarf from her sleeve, carefully folded it into a small rectangle, carefully tied it around Qiujuan's wrist, and fixed it for her.

Damn it, if you don't find something to fix her wrist, even if it gets better in the future, there will be hidden dangers, and she will feel better when the weather is bad!

"Princess, don't you have anything to explain?"

Xuanyuan Qingtian stood condescendingly in front of Duanmu Minya, and waited for a long time without saying a word, but Duanmu Minya didn't see her raise her head, nor did she see Duanmu Minya salute him, explaining what Mrs. Xirou and the others said, if The other wives saw him coming from a distance, and they had already greeted him with a smile, and if they were wronged, they would throw themselves into his arms and cry out!Seek His love and comfort!

but……

However, this Duanmu Minya is different from ordinary people, she doesn't have the slightest desire to curry favor with him, nor does she have the desire to compete for favor, as if he is a prince or not, as if if she could choose, she would definitely not choose him 1

damn it!Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Qingtian's anger suddenly flew up again!

His authority cannot be ignored by anyone!No one is allowed to challenge!

Not even his princess!He must make Duanmu Minya kneel down in front of him obediently, begging him!

He looked at Duanmu Minya coldly and asked indifferently!

"My lord, what do you want the concubine to explain? Explain how the concubine was beaten? Or explain how the concubine beat someone? Or explain how the concubine's girl ran into your good wife, or explain that the wound on your wife's head is hers. Did you knock it out yourself? Are these concubines useful? Does the prince believe it?"

Duanmu Minya slowly put down Qiujuan's wrist, and stood up slowly, with whip wounds all over her body, stood up with a touch of coldness, and said slowly word by word, her cold, Like a sharp blade's words, it shot out like an arrow!

Madam Xirou who was kneeling on the ground immediately looked at Xuanyuan Qingtian with teary eyes and shook her head desperately.

"My lord, I really don't have a concubine, I really don't."