Don’t be too poisonous to the concubine of the Wu family who was born in Wu

Chapter 1136 795. Regretful behavior (The King of Qinghai-Tibet regretted beating Nalan Ruoye half to death)
  The Qinghai-Tibet King was moody, and the woman who had been quite docile just now suddenly spoke sharply and mercilessly responded to her. It was normal for the Qinghai-Tibet King to act arbitrarily and arbitrarily. How could she withstand such a rebuke?
  The King of Qingzang immediately squatted down, grabbed Nalan Ruoye's face, and pressed his head against the wall with a ruthless hand. He said angrily: "What did you just say? How dare you say it again?!"

Nalan Ruoye's face was ashen, silent, and his eyes were empty, yet indifferent and contemptuous. In her eyes, he seemed to have seen through this man who seemed strong on the surface but extremely fragile on the inside.

This look completely angered the Qingzang King. No one had ever dared to look at him like this. He was obviously a dying person, but he looked at him silently with an attitude of extreme contempt for himself. Such a look made him unable to restrain himself. anger.

The King of Qingzang was angry, and pressed his huge palm on Nalan Ruoye's mouth and nose, trying to cover him to death.

Nalan Ruoye's face became increasingly livid, and her eyes were so wide that they were about to pop out. The painful feeling of being short of breath made her face convulse.

Seeing Nalan Ruoye's extremely painful expression, the Qingzang King finally hesitated at the moment when he cut off his hand.

He let go of his hand, stood up suddenly, turned his back, and said coldly: "Get out! Don't let me see you again!!!"

Nalan Ruoye was breathing heavily, the fingerprints on her face were clearly visible, and her face had lost all color.

She slowly held up the wall, wanting to roll smoothly, but her current physical condition didn't allow it!
  The Qingzang King's kick was real, showed no mercy, and was so cruel that he almost covered himself to death. Under this double blow, Nalan Ruoye was scarred both physically and mentally. He wanted to escape from the place of right and wrong quickly, but My legs and feet don't obey me.

The King of Qingzang was still angry. He glanced back angrily and roared: "Why don't you go away when I tell you to? Are you willing to die in my hands?"

Nalan Ruoye finally leaned against the wall and straightened up, but the King of Qingzang roared loudly, causing his whole body to tremble, and his whole body was gurgling and trembling weakly.

Seeing this, the Qingzang King's eyebrows moved slightly. He didn't know if the string was mismatched, so he walked forward quickly, holding Nalan Ruoye's waist with one hand, and holding the other's leg with the other hand. He hugged Nalan Ruoye easily.

Nalan Ruoye was horrified and stunned. Before he could react, he was already hanging in mid-air.

Nalan Ruoye was shocked and didn't expect that the Qingzang King would suddenly make such a move——

I don’t know whether this man is too cold or too gentle?
  The King of Qingzang looked impatient and indifferent: "If you want to die, die outside. It will be unlucky to die in my palace!"

As he spoke, the King of Qinghai-Tibet stepped forward with sonorous and powerful steps, rustling the wind, and carried Nalan Ruoye out of the palace.

Nalan Ruoye was completely stunned. What kind of plot development is this? Does the King of Qinghai-Tibet suffer from destructive delusions? Forget that his destructive desire is extremely strong, he was beaten like this and he accepted his fate. Why should he be gentle to himself under such cruel injury?

Although the King of Qinghai said something unpleasant, his body was very honest. His hands that held Nalan Ruoye never relaxed even a little bit. His feet were steady, but he was afraid that his movements would be too big and cause injuries to the weak woman in his arms. secondary damage.

Nalan Ruoye's forehead became increasingly unclear as to what the man holding him was thinking. On the one hand, he caused fatal injuries to himself, but on the other hand, he carried himself through the ghost palace and swaggered through the city.

This slap in the face, giving a sweet date a scum king's law, is really a true portrayal of the King of Qinghai.

Nalan Ruoye thought hard, but still couldn't figure out what was going on. Suddenly, there was a bad current in his stomach and came to his throat. There was a wave of nausea and a mouthful of blood came out of Nalan Ruoye's mouth. Seeing the dying woman in his arms, Nalan Ruoye's body became a little heavier as he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The King of Qingzang finally realized that he was getting angry. He immediately put down the woman in his arms, his brows furrowed and sweat fell from his forehead.

The King of Qingzang lowered Nalan Ruoye's body against the painting pillar in the corridor. He carefully wiped the blood from the corner of Nalan Ruoye's mouth with his thumb. Seeing that this life was about to be ruined in his own hands, the King of Qingzang For the first time in my life, I realized what it means to be reluctant to let go...

The King of Qingzang suddenly stood up and shouted crazily in the huge ghost palace: "The Imperial Physician! The Imperial Physician!! Where did they all die? Come out quickly and save me!!!"

Suddenly a red lantern lit up in the palace, and then a group of people ran in panic toward the King of Qinghai-Tibet.

By this time, Shan Renxie had already arrived at the location of the King of Qinghai-Tibet with the chief physician of the Imperial Medical Office on his back.

The chief physician was a spider spirit who was blind in one eye. He slowly climbed down from behind Shan Renxie, his body hunched over, and he was slowly walking towards the already crazy King of Qinghai-Tibet.

Probably because the spider has too many legs, the eight legs interfere with each other, so it walks much slower than ordinary people.

How could the King of Qinghai and Tibet, who was so impatient, allow a grumpy imperial doctor to walk slowly by his side?

The King of Qingzang strode away, grabbed the old spider spirit, the Chief Physician, by the collar, and dragged him angrily towards Nalan Ruoye.

The King of Qinghai-Tibet was so powerful that it was no big deal for him to hold on to a weird old man. The poor white-haired chief physician, who was dragging his eight weak legs, was being held up by the collar of his back clothes by the King of Qinghai-Tibet. Drag it to the patient.

The King of Qingzang threw the chief physician to Nalan Ruoye's side with one hand, and said in a cold voice, threateningly: "Cure her for me! If she dares to do something wrong, your whole family, young and old, will follow her. Let’s go to hell together——”

As soon as these words came out, the old spider spirit was so frightened that he prostrated himself on the ground and begged for mercy: "Little... little... I will try my best... I will try my best to save Dr. Lan... Please... please show mercy to Your Highness." …”

The King of Qingzang did not even spare a glance to the spider spirit. At this moment, his full attention was placed on the dying Nalan Ruoye, who was almost killed by him.

The Qingzang King had cold eyes, clicked his tongue, and said coldly: "Why are you still standing there? Waiting to make her body feel cold, right?"

The spider spirit broke out in cold sweat, and hurried forward, trembling with hands and feet, hurriedly rolled Nalan Ruoye's eyelids, and then checked Nalan Ruoye's pulse. The eight-legged spirit was especially able to show off at this time. The advantage of having many hands and feet is that you don’t need to separate them in order. You can do it all in one go. You can take the pulse, check the qi, look, smell, ask, and feel. All eight hands and feet are used——

After a while of manipulation, the spider spirit pried open Nalan Ruoye's mouth with one hand, stuffed a red pill into the other person's mouth, and then suddenly raised the other person's chin with the other hand, and Nalan Ruoye was forced to swallow it. Take the red pill.

Not long after, she coughed, and then slowly opened her eyes. Her face was still bloodless, and her wilted look was heartbreaking.

(End of this chapter)