The Phoenix Girl of Jiangmen: The Mad Concubine Fights the World

Bei Chenlu was startled, subconsciously stepped back, the dagger in his hand followed his body, and also retreated.

There was only a sound of 'beep', and a large amount of blood gushed out from Bei Chenjue's body.

Bei Chenjue's pained eyes fluctuated and were complicated and difficult to understand. With a light cough, a mouthful of blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.

The bright red hurt Bei Chenlu's eyes.

She was completely stunned, the dagger in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, and the sound pierced the eardrums sharply. [

Bei Chenjue let out a muffled snort, and quickly took a few big steps back, barely standing still.

"Your Majesty!" The black-clothed guard suddenly reacted and yelled in panic.

He immediately stepped forward to support Bei Chenjue who was shaking slightly, with a gloomy look in his eyes, he looked at Bei Chenlu and shouted angrily: "Damn you!"

The room was suddenly full of murderous intent.

The air suddenly turned into countless ice blades, cutting towards all directions.

The man in black let go of Bei Chenjue, and the long sword flashed a cold light, pointing directly at Bei Chenlu.

The momentum was unparalleled, as if he wanted to chop Bei Chenlu into meat sauce.

Bei Chenlu was completely frightened, she looked at the blood on her hands, but didn't respond.

Bei Chenjue endured the pain and shouted: "Stop!"

The man in black was stunned for a moment, and at the same time, the movements of his hands were stopped immediately, as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points.

He could only stare at Bei Chenlu angrily.

And Bei Chenjue, because of this angry roar, accidentally touched the wound, and the bright red blood soaked into his palm, and flowed wantonly from his fingers caressing the wound.

Panting twice with closed eyes, Bei Chenjue opened his eyes again to look at Bei Chenlu, and ordered in an unquestionable tone: "Back off!"

"Your Majesty..." The man in black was about to speak when Bei Chenjue swept over with a sharp and majestic gaze.

The man in black stopped quickly, and gave Bei Chenlu a worried look.

He glanced at Bei Chenjue again, and after seeing that Bei Chenjue's gaze was firm, he slowly backed out and closed the door behind him.

Bei Chenlu bit her lip, and was stunned by the rapidly changing situation.

Bei Chenjue smiled at her, turned around slowly, and moved behind the screen step by step with difficulty.

The slender body turned into a chest injury at this time, and was slightly arched. [

It was very difficult to walk, even though I was already unable to stand firmly, but I still insisted on walking over.

With tears in her eyes, Bei Chenlu's mind flashed that Bei Chenjue had been kind to her for more than ten years.

In her heart, Ai Che is the person she loves the most, and Bei Chenjue is her closest relative.

After all, she couldn't bear it, stepped forward, and stretched out her hand to support Bei Chenjue.

Bei Chenjue froze slightly, and turned to look at Bei Chenlu in surprise.

But Bei Chenlu just lowered her eyes, didn't look at him, didn't speak, silently supported him, and walked to the couch.

After being helped to sit on the couch, Bei Chenjue asked softly: "Lu Lu, do you still think I am your imperial brother?"

Bei Chenlu's body froze, her eyelashes drooped, and she sighed silently.

After thinking about it, she said softly: "You are not my imperial brother, you have always been!"

Bei Chenjue froze for a moment, and the light of joy in his eyes suddenly flashed wildly.

But Bei Chenlu's next sentence, "I only treat you as the emperor's brother!" made him return to his original ashes again.

The corners of Bei Chenjue's blood-stained lips raised a sarcastic arc, with a strange smile and a trace of unspeakable bitterness.

The dim candlelight in the room is dimmed and brightened by the breeze.

The man in black knocked on the door and handed in the medicine box.

Bei Chenlu took the medicine box and helped Bei Chenjue treat the wound a little bit.