Peerless Moe Concubine: Get the Black Belly of Your Highness

Chapter 312
Nalan Ying suddenly opened her eyes, and at a glance she saw Nalan Qiuting who was looking at her.

"Fourth sister?" Qiu Ting also recognized her, looked at her in shock, and shouted.

"Qiuting, give me some water, why are you here?" Nalan Ying asked Nalan Qiuting with a hoarse voice.

"Fourth Sister, why are you hurt like this?" Nalan Qiuting gave her a distressed look, hurriedly turned around and rushed to the table to pour water for her, then handed it to her lips, asking with red eyes.

Nalan Ying didn't speak, her dry lips were stained with water, she took a deep breath, and then took another sip, and after drinking, she was willing to lie down and rest with her eyes closed.

"Fourth sister, how did you get hurt like this?" Nalan Qiuting cried while leaning on her body.

"Silly girl, you are only injured and not dead, why are you crying?" Nalan Ying raised her sore arm and patted Nalan Qiuting's back.

"Fourth sister, isn't this palace a place to enjoy life? What wronged you?" Nalan Qiuting looked at Nalan Ying with tears in his eyes.

"A place to enjoy happiness? Haha, really not!" Nalan Ying smiled bitterly, and the wound on her neck was affected by just a smile, and her face twisted in pain instantly.

"Sister, don't laugh, don't laugh!" Nalan Qiuting hurriedly pressed her arm and said worriedly.

"By the way, Qiuting, why did you come to Zhaohua Palace?" Nalan Ying asked with a frown.

"What Zhaohua Palace?" Nalan Qiuting looked at her puzzled.

"Isn't this the Zhaohua Palace?" Nalanying was startled suddenly, looked up and looked around, and saw a strange wing that he had never seen before, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"No, Fourth Sister, this is the sleeping hall of the Empress Dowager, the Hall of Zhaohe!" Nalan Qiuting said hastily.

"Well, I see!" Nalan Ying said with her eyes closed.

"Sister, how did you suffer such serious injuries?" Nalan Qiuting looked at her worriedly and said.

"Qiuting!" Nalan Ying called Nalan Qiuting heavily.

"How did you come to this Hall of Showa?" Nalan Ying asked suspiciously.

"I came with grandma, and grandma is talking to the empress dowager in the bedroom!" Nalan Qiuting whispered.

"Qiu Ting, hurry up, lest they find you can't find you, and look for you everywhere!" Nalan Ying looked at Nalan Qiuting worriedly and said.

Nalan Qiuting struggled to look at her and said, "Fourth sister, you are hurt so badly, Qiuting doesn't want to leave you!" There was deep reluctance in his tone.

"Silly girl, you are only injured, not dead. Besides, who would dare to do anything to me in this Hall of Zhaohe?" Nalan Ying sneered.

"Good sister, the most important sister is here, it's good to pour you a glass of water, look, there's not even a waiter outside, who cares if my sister is thirsty?" Nalan Qiuting frowned. Said in a group.

"Good Qiuting, hurry up, this palace is not the place for you to stay, after you go back to Nalan mansion, tell your aunt, let her find you a good family to marry, you must not come to this palace!" Nalan Shadow said in a deep voice.

"Why did sister say that?" Nalan Qiuting looked at Nalan Ying suspiciously and said.

"Sister is in this palace, so she naturally knows the dangers in this palace!" Nalan Ying laughed mockingly.

"Okay, I'll listen to my sister!" Nalan Qiuting nodded solemnly.

"Don't worry, I'll get better in a few days, you can leave quickly!" Nalan Ying urged her to avoid causing trouble to Nalan Qiuting.

"Well, Qiuting knows!" Nalan Qiuting nodded, cast a reluctant glance at Nalan Ying, and moved out step by step.

Just after Nalan Ying thought that Nalan Qiuting had left, she suddenly heard the sound of footsteps. It was Nalan Qiuting who had gone and returned. She took a teacup from the table and poured it full. Put the water next to Nalanying's hand, squinted and smiled: "Sister, when you are thirsty later, you can just reach out and grab it!"

Nalan Ying felt warm in her heart, she smiled and nodded to Nalan Qiuting.

Only then did Nalan Qiuting walk out in peace of mind, and at this moment a cold and stern voice suddenly appeared in the room, and he said: "There is actually someone in this Nalan family who is sincerely good to you?"

Nalan Ying's eyes froze, she clasped the water glass that Nalan Qiuting had just placed in front of her with one hand, and stared at the visitor coldly.

I saw that person wearing a permeating ghostly face, and his whole body was covered in a wide red robe, looking evil and wild.

"Who are you?" Nalan Ying asked coldly.

The person who came did not answer, and quickly attacked Nalan Ying's throat with his hands.

Nalan Ying looked down and saw that those hands were like ghost claws, which looked very terrifying.

"Guess who I am?" The man leaned over and looked at Nalanying evilly and said.

"Hua Feizi? You're not dead yet?" Nalan Ying said while staring at him coldly.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to recognize me!" Hua Feizi looked at her with hatred.

"My life is in your hands, kill or cut as you please!" Nalan Ying mocked disdainfully.

"Killing you, cutting you, it's not good!" Hua Feizi shook his head and said.

"Then what do you want to do?" Nalan Ying looked at him suspiciously and asked.

"I want you not to live, not to die, but to be a living dead forever, especially this beautiful little face, it is a pity that it has never hurt your little face. !” Hua Feizi said, took out a dagger from her pocket and put it on her cheek.

Nalanying's eyes sank, and the water glass held by one hand slammed fiercely on Hua Feizi's forehead. The water spilled out and poured on Hua Feizi's eyes. He instinctively blocked it with his hand. The dagger in the hand fell into Nalanying's hands, and she grabbed the dagger with all her strength, pressed it against Hua Feizi's wrist, and said with a cold smile, "Hua Feizi, you are careless!"

"I didn't expect you to be so agile after being injured so badly!" Hua Feizi said angrily.

"You can't suffer death, right? People always have to fight, don't they?" Nalan Ying looked at him with a sharp edge in his eyes.

Hua Feizi pondered for a while, only to hear Zhu'er's voice from outside: "Did you really see Fifth Miss enter this room?" Then a little girl's crisp voice came: "Yes! Ah, this servant can see clearly, she has indeed entered this room!"

"Okay, go and have a look!" Zhu'er responded casually, only to hear "Squeak!", the door was pushed open from the outside, and Zhu'er walked in with a little girl.

Nalan Ying was still lying on the bed with her eyes slightly closed, but the curtain beside her seemed to move without wind.

Zhu'er glanced at the curtain inadvertently, her eyes flashed brightly, and she frowned slightly: "You girl, how can you lie, obviously there is no Fifth Miss, it seems that you are blind?"

"Sister Zhu'er, this slave is really serious!" the little girl argued.

(End of this chapter)