Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Xiao He was proclaimed to the Jinluan Hall this day.

Looking at the superior emperor Xiao Weichang, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Is he looking for me because of Song Ci?
It's only been half a month, what on earth is he going to do?
Xiao Weichang looked at Xiao He: "Tomorrow the Seventh Prince and envoys of Great Xia will come to our country of Yan, so call for your interview."

Xiao He raised his eyebrows: "The Da Xia envoy called me to go? I don't know them?"

"Besides, they don't know my reputation. What if I mess up?"

What Xiao He said, Xiao Weichang really thought about it again, this thing that is not successful enough and has more than bad things is really not good for things.

But the Great Xia Envoy said that it must be Xiao He.

Xiao Weichang continued: "It's okay, with Eunuch Tao and you together, there won't be any trouble."

Now that the old emperor has said that, he has no reason to say anything else.

Xiao Weichang thought of something and continued, "Has Song Ci's leg injury healed yet?"

"It's a little serious. I've been taking medicine for a while."

Thinking about the man's request, Xiao Weichang's eyes softened a bit: "It's impossible, there will be an imperial doctor in the palace for treatment."

Xiao He frowned.

Why did Xiao Weichang care so much about Song Ci all of a sudden? What did he want to do?
"Song Ci doesn't like places with many people."

Xiao Weichang frowned and seemed to be displeased.

Xiao He immediately cupped his hands and said: "The envoy will come tomorrow, then I will go back and prepare first."

Xiao Weichang waved his hand: "Go."

Xiao He just arrived at the palace.

The servant girl hurriedly led the doctor in.

Seeing the direction they were heading in a panic, Xiao He's heart beat a beat, and he ran over immediately.

The girl's long black hair was spread behind her head, her face was miserable, her lips were bloodless, and there was a long and deep gash on her white wrist.

There was blood all over the place.

The air was filled with the smell of blood, and it seemed to be filled with a gloomy sense of death.

Xiao He ran over in a panic, fell to the ground, knelt and crawled over in embarrassment, his hands were still stained with blood, and his voice trembled:

"Ah Ci, what's wrong with you, Ah Ci, open your eyes and have a look?"

The doctor tried his best to treat him beside him, and looked at Xiao He nervously.

"There was a lot of blood loss, but Xin Hao came in time, and his life was not in danger."

Xiao He touched her cheek and trembled.

The blood stained on the dark red robe only left a dark trace, which was not obvious.

Song Ci was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, quiet and gloomy, and his snow-white clothes seemed to reflect the freezing air-conditioning in China.

Xiao He put the wrist of her hand under the bed beside the bed.

Rubbing her fingers on her bloodless lips, he caressed her cheek painfully.

When Song Ci woke up, it was already the morning of the second day.

Looking at the man lying beside the bed, Song Ci frowned.

He had lost too much blood and was still weak, and he couldn't even lift his hand to tear off the quilt.

Feeling the movement, Xiao He immediately opened his eyes, saw that Song Ci had woken up, and leaned over to kiss her softly on the lips.

His eyes were deep, his eyes were still black and blue, and his eyes were full of worry: "Ah Ci, you don't know how scared I am..."

When Xiao He spoke, his voice couldn't help shaking, it was because of fear.

Song Ci turned his head to one side, not wanting to see him at all.

Just as Xiao He was about to say something, he heard the voice of his father-in-law outside the door.

"My lord, it's time to go!"

Xiao He didn't want to go at all, but because of the emperor's pressure, he finally went.

"Ah Ci, I'll be back soon, don't do anything stupid."

Don't worry about asking again.

Xiao He followed Tao Gong, and waited until he saw the messenger.

Just as he was about to salute, he saw a tall man stepping out of the sedan chair.

The whole body has a strong temperament, with a strong sense of oppression invisibly.

No one around him dared to look up at him.

"This is the Seventh Highness of our Great Xia."

The envoy stood by and introduced.

Xiao He and Dong Ziyou looked at each other, as if there was an invisible gunpowder battle.

Those eagle-like eyes are exactly the same, one is fierce like a lion in the grassland, and the other is sharp like a poisonous snake in the desert.

In the end it was Xiao He who spoke first: "Long time no see His Highness Seventh Prince~"

Listening to his playful tone, Dong Ziyou frowned, and his whole body rushed towards his face.

Some timid people next to them knelt on the ground in fright.

They have heard of the Seventh Highness of Daxia, who became famous at a young age, brave and good at fighting, and led five thousand soldiers to kill seven in and seven out of the [-] enemy troops of the enemy country.

What's more terrible, recently it was rumored that Emperor Daxia's life was dying, and he was the next emperor.

The future Great Xia Emperor is now appearing in their country of Yan?
Great Xia has a strong military force and a vast territory. This is the most powerful of the three kingdoms. If you say that you came here this time to seek peace, who will believe it?

If you want to occupy the country of Yan and bring the country of Yan back to Daxia, there are still people who believe it.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The man's voice is magnetic and vigorous.

Just where he stands, he has the majesty of a superior person.

Dong Ziyou glanced at the people around, "I used to know Xiao He, and now I want to go to the palace with him to reminisce about the past, you don't have to follow."

"As ordered."

Xiao He looked at Dong Ziyou, remembering that he and Song Ci were so close, his tone was not good: "Let's go, Your Highness Seventh."

When speaking, he bit the word His Highness Zhong Qi emphatically, the purpose was to disgust him.

Xiao He sneered: "Your Majesty the Seventh Highness of the Great Xia came to my palace to be a present person. If it gets out, people may think that you have been plotting against our country of Yan for a long time?"

"That's not as powerful as the little prince's tiger, it almost ate me."

Dong Ziyou continued: "If it gets out, I'm afraid it's the little prince who murdered the Seventh Prince of Xia and tried to start a war."

Xiao He's face turned cold instantly: "Dong Ziyou, what are you going to do?"

Dong Ziyou asked back: "Do you know?"

"Since you came to find Song Ci, why did you let him go?" Xiao He narrowed his eyes.

"Since he's back, don't you want to snatch him away from me!"

When Dong Ziyou heard Xiao He's arrogant words, he thought he was ridiculous: "Do you like Song Ci?"

"Since you like him, why did you treat him like this, bully him and humiliate him like this?"

Xiao He couldn't refute Dong Ziyou's words, he had indeed done these things.

"I love her more than you!"

Dong Ziyou sneered: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"What do you think your love is? It's the devil, who will only keep him away from you, and he will never get close to you."

Xiao He's eyes were red, and the depression in his heart was burning, "Then what do you think you are!"

"I treat her like this because she owes me to my father, mother and concubine!"

A dark light flashed in Dong Ziyou's eyes: "What do you mean?"

"The Song family set fire to and killed my father, queen, mother and concubine. Is it wrong for me to only want her?!"

Looking at Xiao He's increasingly red eyes and the sweat beads on his forehead, he couldn't help frowning.

Before he could pounce, a punch knocked him to the ground.

Because Qi is not created yet, and Xiaoci is a girl, "he" is used.

Because last time Xiao He already knew that Xiaoci was a girl, so he used "she" when he said it.