Prosperous Concubine: Black-bellied lord, don't do it

Chapter 720 Indifferent to his life and death

Mo Beiye didn't faint, his eyes just went dark for a while, and then he regained his sight, but the back of his head hurt a little.

He felt that the back of his head had been smashed, and blood continued to flow out from the wound, staining the stone behind him red, and flowing down his hair all the way to his body.

Seeing that his head was bleeding from the collision, Shangguanying's heart tightened, and he raised his foot reflexively, wanting to go out and check for him.

However, just as she raised her foot, before she stepped out, she forced herself to take it back.

She pursed her lips tightly, clenched her hands tightly, the worry in her eyes gradually disappeared, and became as cold as before.

Mo Beiye has been treating her like this. Seeing her being seriously injured by Su Wanrou, but refusing to deal with Su Wanrou, he doesn't care about her so much, why should she care about him?
Moreover, it was he who hugged her casually, that she would push him away, and he would hit his head. This is all his own fault, and has nothing to do with her!

Mo Beiye sat on the ground for a long time before recovering, and stood up covering the wound on the back of his head.

He looked tired and wobbled when he stood up.

It was only then that Shangguanying realized that he had also lost a lot of weight, and he had heavy dark circles under his eyes, bloodshot eyes, and a tired look on his face.

No wonder he was pushed away by her so easily, so tired...

"You don't have to blame yourself, it wasn't you who overthrew this king, it was my carelessness." Mo Beiye raised his eyes to look at Shang Guanying, forced a smile on his face, and said softly.

"Hehe, His Highness Mo Wang is really good at joking. I was too happy to see you hurt, so how could I blame myself? It's a pity that this fall didn't kill you!" Shangguanying sneered and sneered at him sarcastically. With one sentence, he turned and walked back to the pharmacy.

A look of injury appeared in Mo Beiye's eyes.

It seemed that she really hated him and wanted him to be thrown to death.

Suppressing the pain in his heart, he walked into the pharmacy.

Shangguanying was dispensing medicine, so he didn't bother to talk to him, and he didn't intend to help him with the injury on his head.

Mo Beiye went straight to a chair and sat down.

He didn't intend to deal with the wound on his head either. He leaned back on the chair, pressed the wound on his head with one hand, and put the other hand on the armrest, looking at Shangguanying quietly.

He looked at Shangguanying quietly, his eyes were a little dazed.

Mo Hanying's death dealt a great blow to him. Although he didn't react much on the surface, the pain in his heart kept circling.

Even though they had no close contact since childhood, they were still their relatives.

In the past seven days, not only was he busy in the Mo residence, he was physically exhausted, but also mentally exhausted like never before.

Now he really wanted to hold Shangguanying and find comfort from her.

However, Shangguanying repulsed him so much that he even wished for his death. He didn't dare to approach her at all, so he could only sit here and watch her from a distance.

I don't know if he was too tired from not sleeping for seven days and seven nights, or because his head was injured and blood loss made him dizzy.

He looked at Shangguanying quietly for a while, then leaned back on the chair and fell asleep.

The blood was still flowing out from the wound, staining half of his body red, and dripping onto the ground.

But the injured person fell asleep like this, and he didn't worry that he would lose too much blood and die!

Shangguanying continued to fiddle with her medicine with a sullen face, forcing herself not to look at him.

She has nothing to do with Mo Beiye, and she has already sworn that she will never care about him again.

He can be so cruel to her, and she can also turn a blind eye to his life and death.

Therefore, even if she knew that his wound needed to be bandaged, she would not ask.

(End of this chapter)