The Queen of Charm

Chapter 148 What a Trouble
"Sixth prince, please show some respect! If you don't want more people to know that you left the clan's mansion privately, please let the eighth prince go!" Feng Luoge's expression was stern, and he was not afraid of the arrogance exuded by Ling Shuying. As well as threats, the sword in his hand has been unsheathed, ready to meet Ling Shuying's attack at any time.

"Okay, don't blame me for being rude!" Ling Shuying sneered, her sleeves fluttered, and the scent of charming flowers wafted by.

He did not know where to draw out a crimson red sword, his murderous aura suddenly appeared, and he fought against Feng Luoge at the same time, and the sword, light and sword shadow collided with red flowers from time to time, and the carefully prepared delicacies were all shattered, and became one with the dust, invisible The dusty and luxurious wind and dust smell like before.

Ling Zihan glanced worriedly at Feng Luoge, turned her head and flew towards the palace.

I muttered in my heart, Ji Shuxuan, you must have nothing to do!
Ling Shuying wanted to catch Ling Zihan several times, but was blocked by Feng Luoge.

"It's really troublesome!" His hands were even more merciless, and Feng Luoge's body was scratched several times.

Ling Zihan flew across the bamboo forest and headed for the palace step by step.

The blood in her thighs was stained red due to the intense exercise, and her lips became paler due to excessive blood loss. Every time she became dizzy, she would ruthlessly insert a dagger into her leg.

The dagger was stained with blood, she didn't even groan, the pain gradually became numb.The eyes became more and more blurred, as if everything was far away from her.The blood spread all the way, Ling Zihan's face was as pale as paper.

She jumped into the palace lightly, but it took a lot of effort, her head was dizzy, she staggered back, and accidentally bumped into a flower pot beside her, which alarmed the patrolling guards.

"Who is there?" The guard drew his sword and hurried over.

Ling Zihan flashed and flew towards the roof, the dagger in his waist accidentally landed on the ground, jumping layer after layer of the palace, he really had no strength, and landed in a remote corner around.

When she turned around, she felt dizzy for a while, and her surroundings were blurry. She didn't know where she was, and she vaguely saw the plaque above her head, with the words Jingyang Palace in chaos, her vision was severely blurred, her body was weak and she fell to the ground, bleeding everywhere.

At the moment when the eyelids were lowered, I vaguely saw someone coming out, and a human voice sounded vaguely in my ears, both familiar and unfamiliar, "This is covered in blood, murderer, there is an assassin..."

Immediately afterwards, she fell into a coma. In the dream, she was lifted up by someone, and the pleasant smell of orchid fragrance hit her. It was elegant and indifferent, but it gave off a faint fragrance, which made people unconsciously fall into his arms with peace of mind.

Ling Baiyu gently put her on the bed, and looked at the stunning young man who was covered in blood on the bed, and he didn't blink his eyes even after he cleaned the quilt.

Xiao Yi quickly brought hot water, and said in surprise, "Master, why is the Eighth Prince lying outside covered in blood?"

Most of the purple robe was soaked in blood, like a mansa in full bloom, coquettish and beautiful, due to excessive blood loss, the lips were as pale as paper, and the eyes were closed, seemingly lifeless.

Liu's eyebrows were tightly locked, her fists clenched, even in a coma she was still preoccupied.

Gently twisting the wet handkerchief, Ling Baiyu gently wiped the cold sweat off her forehead.Looking at the blood bubbling from her thigh, the pretty brows were frowned, and she lightly ordered Xiao Yi, "Bring the medicine box!"

Xiao Yi hurriedly took out the medicine box from the cabinet, which contained simple wound medicine and dressing tools. He held the medicine box to prepare for anxiety, and there was no movement for a long time.

Seeing that Xiaoyi hadn't handed over the medicine box to him, Ling Baiyu raised her head and spread her palms, "Give me the medicine box! Xiaoyi, go to sleep first."

"Master, it's enough for Xiaoyi to bandage the Eighth Prince. Don't be too tired." Xiaoyi summoned up his courage.

Ling Baiyu smiled slightly, he didn't blame Xiao Yi, but patiently explained, "I and the eighth brother are brothers, so it has nothing to do with it, and the injury of the eighth brother must be caused by me. Are you looking down on your master for being disabled? Can't stand upright? So I decided that even this little thing can't be done well."

It was obviously a very painful memory, but he said it in light words. Ling Baiyu was indifferent to the disability of her legs, and she would not ask for more extravagance. It can be seen that she has figured out the unfairness.

Xiaoyi's nose was slightly sore after hearing this, the master is so perfect and gentle, he is the pride of heaven, but the gods can't stand it, so the master loses his legs, sits in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, and lives in Jingyang Palace.

He wondered more than once whether people can't be perfect.

Seeing him staring at her stupidly, Ling Baiyu shook her head and smiled lightly, "Don't think too much, so what if you don't have these legs? This just saves me from participating in the fight for the crown prince, and also makes me lose Si Fanchen. Harassment."

The gentle peach blossom eyes are full of gentleness and indifference, as clear and clear as ice and snow, the pupils are clear and deep, those clear eyes are looking at Xiao Yi gently, reflecting Xiao Yi's bitter face.

He handed the medicine box to Ling Baiyu, "Master, why don't I help you by the side. Anyway, the eighth princes are all men, so it's okay."

"No need, you just stand guard outside the door and clean it up later." After Ling Baiyu said these words, she rocked her wheelchair and came to the bed. With a light wave of her hand, the front curtain was lowered to block the outside world. Curiosity to explore.

Xiaoyi had no choice but to step back and close the door before leaving.

He gently twisted up the veil, and carefully cut open the trousers on his thigh with scissors, revealing a serious wound. He saw that the cut was neat and connected with flesh and blood, and he could see the bones inside. Absolutely.

And the direction of the knife edge was clearly done by himself.

How much willpower is needed to endure doing it to yourself.

Ling Baiyu suddenly had a different view of the eighth brother.

He gently wiped away the blood from the wound, his eyes were clear, without any evil thoughts, in his eyes, he was just a wounded person, his younger brother, nothing more.

The clear water basin was soaked with a veil, and it was dyed with bright blood. It took Ling Baiyu a long time to wipe the wound clean, but blood came out from the wound from time to time.

He picked up the powder of gold sore medicine and sprinkled it on the wound.

The beautiful young man in a coma frowned and clenched her hands tightly. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead due to the pain, and the broken hair in front of her forehead was wet and stuck to her fair and plump forehead, revealing a trace of evil charm. .

"Eight Emperor Brother, you are holding on, you will be fine soon!" Ling Baiyu's voice was like a breeze, knowing that Ling Zihan, who was in a coma, could not hear him, but he still said it.

Miraculously, the boy's brows were stretched outwards, panting lightly.

After applying the medicine, put the gauze directly on the thigh, clean and neat.After doing all this, he gently washed his hands in the bloody water, not caring at all that it was blood-soaked water.

He wiped his hands with a clean handkerchief, carefully covered Ling Zihan with a quilt, then rolled the wheelchair to the door, and asked Xiao Yi to pack the medicine box inside.

Looking at Ling Zihan, who was covered with scars, he frowned, "Xiao Yi, immediately ask someone to protect the safety of the eighth brother and prevent the sixth brother from slaughtering. This is not good for him, and I don't want the eighth brother Hate sixth brother."

"Yes, master." Xiao Xiao nodded.

(End of this chapter)