The strongest peasant girl in Xiuse Jinyuan

Chapter 654 Zhe'er is Master Jing's Painkiller (2)
A bunch of damn black bumps, let you have a taste of bruised nose, swollen face and long hair.

Wei Changjue cast a cold glance, then quickly withdrew his gaze, and said, "Ling Jing, let's run away while those people are preoccupied."

If you don't slip away at this time, when will you wait.

"Okay." Ling Jing nodded and responded.

The horses and horses in the carriage that several people were riding in were all smashed to death by rolling stones. If they wanted to leave, they could only use lightness kung fu.

Jinglei was worried that the sword wound on Ling Jing's body was too severe, and it was not suitable for him to use his kung fu any more, so he quickly stepped forward, leaned against him, and said respectfully, "My lord, let my subordinates take you."

Ling Jing said nothing, but nodded in acquiescence.

Then he looked at Sufeng, Gu Yu and the two, and did not forget to give an order, saying: "Both of you, protect Qu'er well."

"Yes, please rest assured." Su Feng and Gu Yu said in unison.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the five left quickly and headed towards Shangjing.

Fortunately, Jinglei, Sufeng, and Guyu only suffered a little. Along the way, they took Ling Jing and Wei Changju to hurry, and it didn't take much effort. , and returned to Prince Rui's Mansion.

Ling Jing was slightly injured, and had lost a lot of blood just now.

Wei Changju was extremely worried, and when he entered the palace, he didn't care to go to Lanyue Pavilion to change into clean clothes, so he helped Ling Jing and went directly to Yanshui Residence.

It's still hot in August.

Ling Jing wasn't worried that Wei Changjue would catch a cold, so she let her support her.

Along the way, he leaned half of his body on Wei Changqu's body, and walked lazily with her support.

"Qie'er, I didn't expect you to be so nervous, just like my father is nervous about you."

Seeing Chief Wei's tight slapped face, and a pair of bright eyes full of worry and nervousness, he hooked the corners of his lips, revealing a happy smile.

Wei Changju was slender, almost a head shorter than Ling Jing, and he supported Ling Jing himself, with a little difficulty, and his breath was a little unsteady when he walked.

Ling Jing's voice rang in his ears, a little weak.

Wei Changjue's heart ached slightly when he heard it, he raised his head, glared at him, and said, "Shut up, it's hurt like this, and you still talk so much nonsense."

After hearing Wei Changju's words, Ling Jing's smile became brighter.

A smile as warm as a spring breeze overflowed from the corner of his mouth, slowly floated up, and spread out on Peerless Chuchen's face, extremely dazzling and enchanting, the smile reached the bottom of his eyes.

Wei Changjue saw that Ling Jing was laughing so hard that all sentient beings were turned upside down, and the dirt on his face did not affect his sense of beauty in the slightest.

Xindao: This person is so hurt that he is still in the mood to giggle.

Wei Changqu rolled his eyes fiercely, turned his head quickly, lowered his eyes, and looked at the road under his feet.

Ling Jing simply put her head on Wei Changqu's shoulder, wrapped her small shoulders with her long arms, and pressed her whole body against her body.

"Ziao'er, talking to you will make it less painful for me, really." The tone was slightly childish.

The corner of Wei Changqu's mouth twitched slightly when he heard it.

...and some black lines on the forehead.

Is there any mistake, is Master Jing acting like a baby with her?

Jing Lei, Su Feng, and Gu Yu followed closely behind, looking at their eldest son, all three of them had black lines on their foreheads...

At the same time, the three secretly admired it in their hearts.

Shi Ziye is really a tough guy. After suffering such a serious injury and bleeding so much, not only did he not even frown, but he still wanted to tease the future Shi Zifei, tsk tsk...

Arrived at Yanshuiju.

Wei Changju also didn't care about the nonsense of men and women giving or receiving or not kissing, so he directly cut off Ling Jing's blood-stained and muddy robe, and only left him a pair of inner pants, which were clean.

The maid prepared hot water, Wei Changqu twisted the brocade handkerchief, and helped Ling Jing wipe off the blood and mud on her body.

Ling Jing sat in front of Wei Changqu, with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, staring at Wei Changqu who was constantly busy.

This girl, just immersed herself in her work, didn't covet his exquisite figure at all, and treated him like nothing.

"Qiao'er, are you satisfied with your figure?"

Ling Jing's incongruous words suddenly distracted Wei Changqu and caught her attention.

Wei Changyu's hands froze slightly, and his fingers accidentally touched a piece of skin on Ling Jing's chest.

Warm and white like suet warm jade, delicate like fine ceramics, it feels really good to the touch.

The touch from the fingertips spread to the tip of the heart, and Wei Changqu couldn't help it. His heart was touched. With this touch, the fingertips felt as if they had been shocked by an electric shock, causing burning pain and numbness.

His heart was beating wildly a few times, and Wei Changju felt his cheeks on both sides were slightly hot, so he quickly moved his hands away.

"Satisfied ass, pork ribs." Wei Changqu moved his hand away and said with a guilty conscience.

After speaking, he turned and went to the sink.

Ling Jing put the two touches of rosiness on Wei Changrue's cheeks into her eyes, curled her lips, and smiled happily, twitching.

This girl obviously coveted his figure, but deliberately pretended to be dismissive.

"Zhu'er, are you sure you're a pork ribs master?"

Wei Changju threw the brocade handkerchief in his hand into the basin, turned around, put his hands on his hips, stared at Ling Jing, and said angrily, "If you don't want to be paralyzed, just shut up and stop talking nonsense."

Seeing Wei Changjue's tense little face and his arched eyebrows knit together, Ling Jing obediently closed her mouth, otherwise, her future lady would be angry.

Seeing that Ling Jing stopped talking nonsense, Wei Changhe put down his hands on his waist, turned his eyes to Jinglei, and said, "Go and show your father."

Jinglei was startled by Wei Changqu's sturdy appearance just now, and he was taken aback before he realized it.

He walked quickly to Ling Jing's side, took off the bandage wrapped around him, and checked the wound.

Wei Changjue also walked to Ling Jing's side, clutching his heart.

At this moment, Ling Jing's upper body was naked, with no clothing to cover her body, and the wound on her body was particularly obvious.

Wei Changqu lowered his eyes and fixed his gaze on his wound. The wound was deep, the flesh was turned out, stained with bright red blood, and exposed in front of his eyes, it was even more shocking.

After Jinglei was busy for a while, Wei Changjue was heartbroken and couldn't bear it any longer, and asked, "How is it, does it matter?"

Jinglei treated Ling Jing's wound, applied medicine, and while wrapping a bandage around his body, answered Wei Changqu truthfully.

"Although the wound on Shizi's body is deep, it didn't hurt the vitals. After a period of cultivation, he can recover."

After hearing Jinglei's words, Wei Changqu let go of his restless heart.

Seeing that Wei Changju was covered in mud, his little face was dirty, and his expression was a little tired, Ling Jing felt a pain in his heart, like a needle prick.

She was injured, presumably, this little girl was worried.

(End of this chapter)