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Chapter 665 Unruly Princess VS Foreign Prince (34)

Because she came here secretly, Le Tong naturally didn't dare to hold the lamp, so she could only walk forward by the moonlight, and according to the location in memory, she touched Zhao Zheng's bedroom. She stood outside the door and shouted in a low voice, " Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zheng, are you asleep?"

But only the evening breeze responded to her.

Le Tong thought that he was in a deep sleep and didn't hear her voice, so he looked around and found no one, so he dared to raise his voice a little, "Zhao Zheng, are you asleep?"

There was still no sound inside.

Suddenly smelling a smell, Le Tong's nose twitched, his brows furrowed unconsciously, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, as if it was still coming from the back room.

Is it...

Le Tong's heart sank suddenly, he didn't wait any longer, he stretched out his hand and pushed the door, didn't expect to be pushed open so easily?
It must be weird to sleep without locking the door at night.

She opened the door lightly, and walked in cautiously.

The room was pitch black, and the smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger. Le Tong looked around vigilantly, and slowly groped forward. Suddenly, his feet stopped, soft, as if he had stepped on something.

Le Tong lowered his head, saw Zhao Zheng lying on the ground by the moonlight, was horrified, and quickly knelt down and called him, "Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zheng, what's wrong with you?" There was anxiety in his words.

But Zhao Zheng lay there motionless as if dead.

Le Tong only felt that the ground under her hands was wet. She raised her hand and put it under the tip of her nose, smelling it. The smell of blood, Zhao Zheng was injured.

At this moment, she didn't care too much, she sat up Zhao Zhengfu, put one of his arms on her shoulder, and helped her up with all her strength, but she didn't expect that the thin Zhao Zheng would be so heavy. Before taking two steps, he slipped down because he couldn't support his weight, and even fell down with her, just on top of him, just touching his wound, Zhao Zheng groaned.

Le Tong quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

While speaking, she already stretched out her hand to help him up. I don't know if she used too much force before. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull him up. In desperation, she could only put her hands under his armpits and drag him. he goes.

After a waste of effort, he was finally pulled to the bed.

Le Tong turned around and walked to the table, panting heavily, took out the torch, lit the candle on the table, and the room was instantly brightened.

Le Tong didn't care about rest, and walked to the bedside with a candle. Zhao Zheng's injury was also visible under the light of the candle. The clothes were still the clothes he wore for dinner, but his chest was already soaked with blood.

Le Tong put the candle aside, stretched out his hand to his collar, wanted to untie his clothes to check the injury, but before he touched him, a hand grabbed her wrist, after a while, She was pressed down on the bed, with a pair of hands tightly strangling her neck, her face was blushing due to the difficulty of breathing.

The heart in her chest was beating violently because of the sudden change. She looked up and saw the person on top of her. Who else could it be if it wasn't Zhao Zheng, and she didn't know when he woke up.

At this moment, Zhao Zheng's hair was a little messy, his eagle-like eyes locked her tightly, and the chill in his eyes suddenly appeared, shooting straight into her heart, completely different from his usual gentle and elegant appearance, like a sword out of its sheath, sharp As for the cold, a kind of fear suddenly rose from the bottom of her heart.

(End of this chapter)