The Handbook of Turning Over the Princess

Chapter 591 Asking for trouble (5)

After rolling down the mountain like a wax gourd, there was only a click, as if a leg had been broken.

She was sweating profusely.

There were scratches all over his body, and bloody scratches on the back of his hands.

The lake-blue dress was stained like a palette with blood and mud.

Before she had time to cry out in pain, she seemed to see the eagle attacking her flying down from the sky in her blurred vision.

She hurriedly picked up a stone and rubbed her eyes.

Before the stone in his hand was thrown out, he heard the eagle cry miserably, and then fell straight from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

bang.

After the eagle landed, it struggled twice, tilted its head, and died.

someone. .One step faster than her.

Mu Yanxi was still holding the stone in his hand, and was stunned for a few seconds, when he heard a familiar voice behind him, with three points of surprise, three points of anxiety, and four points of annoyance.

Hearing this sound, she was taken aback, thinking that she had been thrown and had a concussion and hallucinated.

"How are you, where did you fall?"

In doubt, the voice got closer and closer.

Behind him, there was the sound of footsteps stepping on the stone.

She froze for a moment and turned around.

On Rong Chu's beautiful face, his brows were furrowed, and there was a trace of nervousness and regret in his water-colored eyes. His brows were furrowed tightly, his lips were tightly pursed, and his face was a little paler than usual. One point, there is still a trace of fear deep in the bottom of the eyes that has not completely dissipated.

She blinked, stared at him for a few seconds, and then called out in surprise, "Dian...Master."

His Highness hadn't uttered the words yet, thinking that she had just become a teacher, he hurriedly changed his words.

As long as Rong Chu thinks about the scene he saw just now, he will feel scared.

By the time he found her, she had already rolled down the mountain.

The petite figure in lake blue fell into the gravel, bloodstained all over her body, an eagle spread its wings and rushed down from the air, intending to attack her.

Just now, just looking at it from the back, he already felt annoyed and remorseful.

Walking up to her now, and seeing her injuries, I felt even more regretful.

Ever since he chased her, he has been worried.

Unexpectedly, what he was worried about happened.

She was injured, and it was not shallow.

There was a faint pain in his heart, but the pain was not because of himself, but because of her.

When she lowered her head, she saw that one of her hands was torn apart by the eagle.

He has seen too many scenes like this.

He didn't know how many times he watched it, which was more cruel and bloody than this.

He was present in almost every interrogation.

He saw with his own eyes those people being tortured in various ways.

At first, there will be some unbearable.

But the more you watch it, the more numb it becomes.

No matter how cruel the picture is, he will not feel anything.

But. . .

Just the scratch on the back of her hand made him feel distressed.

Looking at her covered in blood, her smiling face was also stained with blood, her hair was scratched, her clothes were scratched, her face was covered with blood and sweat, her beautiful features were wrinkled into a ball because of the pain, it was obviously in extreme pain , but bit his lip and refused to let himself make a sound.

My heart feels uncomfortable all of a sudden.

Kneeling down, brushing away the hair sticking to her face, she asked eagerly, "Does it hurt?"

His voice was unbelievably softer than usual.

(End of this chapter)