The almighty princess is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 162 Group Fight ([-])

An accidental injury, she will lie on the bed for a month, she pleads for Zhuo Wenyue, who will take care of her?

Firstly, Jiang Daihe was not a broad-minded person, and secondly, regardless of the situation in the court and the harem, he only wanted his father to vent his anger on her behalf.

The General's Mansion was a descendant, Luo Qinglian could only help the General's Mansion, and directly hurt the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Because Jiang Daifeng seriously injured Luo Qingyin in front of the emperor, and heard that he also seriously injured the prince before, he was directly detained by Tingwei's mansion, and the general's mansion became a mess.

Luo Qingyin lay on the hospital bed competently, watching chickens flying around.

She was actually hurt very lightly.

When Jiang Daifeng's palm wind hit, she avoided the vital point, and that mouthful of blood was because she deliberately pushed out the excess blood in her body.

Thinking of the dazzling bright red, Luo Qing groaned, Jiang Daifeng would have to stay in Tingwei Mansion for at least several months.

Afterwards, they used three thousand flowers to kill her to pretend that she was seriously injured, but the Tai Hospital did not check it out.

She was, of course, a victim.

No matter how much Luo Qinglian makes a fuss, she won't be able to shake her.

It's just that the people in Zhenxia Temple were scared enough.

Luo Qingyin didn't want Concubine Ming to be worried, and she was also afraid that Yuanzi's injury would leave a source of illness in the future, so she took out a tube of Baicao wine from the ring and asked Nanny Xie to take it back, and comfort everyone by the way.

In this fight, Yuanzi's performance surprised her greatly.

Usually he is silent, but when fighting, he is really desperate.

He was obviously only a first-rank warrior, and he was injured beforehand, but he had worn down his second-rank warrior to death.

With her demeanor, she can be cultivated well!

As soon as Xie Momo left, the prince arrived at the front.

With three accompanying readers, the prince walked up to Luo Qingyin with injuries all over his body, and said sincerely, "Sister Six, it's thanks to you that I can win this time."

Luo Qingyin put the soft pillow behind her, sat up leaning against her, and said with a slight smile, "Actually, I should thank you, otherwise this fight wouldn't be so enjoyable."

The four teenagers laughed.

Fighting side by side is the easiest way to get emotional.

The attitude of the four people who originally kept Luo Qingyin at arm's length seemed much more casual.

Among the four, Wang Huanzhi's character was the most eccentric and unruly. He looked Luo Qingyin up and down, and said with a smile: "It is rumored that the sixth princess is arrogant and vicious, but I didn't expect it to be contrary to the rumors. What a surprise."

Ouyang Jing joked: "It is rumored that you are ignorant and flirtatious, but the result is right, alas."

Wang Huanzhi's face was flushed, and he chased him and hit him: "In front of the princess, please save me some face."

Luo Qingyin cooperated and said, "Then I'll just pretend I didn't hear it."

"Look, the princess is very generous." Wang Huanzhi flattered him casually, and immediately flattered him, "Princess, where did you get the medicinal wine you gave us that day? Is there any more?"

The corners of Luo Qingyin's lips curved slightly.

That was not medicinal wine, but the first batch of herbal wine brewed by Mo Monkey.

The thirty kinds of spirit herbs provided by the Ancient Xuanwu Hall are all healing. In addition to supplementing profound energy, there is already Baiguojiu, so the black monkey simply brewed Baicaojiu into healing wine.

Ordinary rejuvenation powder is only refined from seven or eight kinds of healing herbs. There are hundreds of kinds of herbal wine, and the effect can be imagined!

Wang Huanzhi saw that she just smiled and didn't answer, so he couldn't help asking: "Don't be tricky, talk quickly."

Luo Qingyin said with a painful expression: "I got it by accident in the Kistler Mountain Range, and I only packed ten small bottles. Who would have thought that a group fight would consume seven of my bottles. I really want to vomit blood."

(End of this chapter)