The queen's wife hunts dragons

Chapter 1073 Because you are in a bad mood now

"Because you're in a bad mood right now."

Xie's lips curled slightly, "Shengsheng loves you so much, at this moment, I naturally don't want you to be in a bad mood, these things can finally divert your attention..."

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Too lazy to continue talking nonsense, Mo Shisheng's injury increased a little bit, her slender fingers pinched the dagger, and lightly scratched Situ Xue's face.

"If you don't behave well, I will make you lose this face now."

"You! Shangguan!"

"I'm Mo Shisheng."

Finally couldn't help it, Mo Shisheng said coldly, if the current situation didn't allow it, she really wanted to kill this dead white lotus jumping in front of her.

Not to mention that after she killed Situ Xue, she not only endured the anger of Situ Guo, but also Nan Guo.

Furthermore, Shangguan Zong hadn't been rescued yet, and Situ Xue would be needed at that time, let alone die.

Mo Shisheng seemed to be venting his hatred, and when he put his hand down, the sharp blade slashed across her face forcefully.

"stop!"

A clear voice came, and Mo Shisheng knew the owner of the voice without looking back.

She said that the dagger was retracted, and the moment the long sword was about to fall to the ground, the guard took it back into his hand.

Mo Shisheng walked away without even looking behind him.

The oppressive aura around her suddenly dissipated, and Situ Xue's feet softened, but was firmly supported by the man's long arms.

"Prince... the concubine... the face of the concubine..."

Situ Xue threw herself into Nan Xiao's arms, holding his waist tightly with both hands, tears streaming down her face as if she didn't want money.

Hearing this, Nan Xiao lowered her eyes, with pity on her face, she reached out and clasped Situ Xue's chin, and gently wiped off the bloodstains for her, only to find that the wound was not deep at all.

Her eyes were clear and cold, calm and calm, she took out the ointment and applied it to her face, her movements were very gentle.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Situ Xue hugged Nan Xiao's waist and refused to let go.

When she first entered Jia Luo Academy, she knew that Nan Xiao's identity was the prince, and she never looked down on the prince of a small country like Qi.

Originally, her father wanted her to marry Fengguo, but no one in Fengguo went to Jialuo Academy, so she set her goal on Nan Xiao.

Nan Xiao will always be such a cold person, like a banished immortal who doesn't eat fireworks.

The temperament is warm and moist like jade, which makes people feel comfortable when they get along.

It is undeniable that Nan Xiao's appearance is outstanding, and the handsome Ling Situxue secretly promised her heart, and gradually fell into the trap.

Nan Xiao said softly: "This king still needs to go to Miss Mo, the princess should let go first, huh?"

Hearing this, Situ Xue widened her eyes in surprise, "Prince, why are you still looking for her? Didn't you see that she hurt me?"

"She's just putting on a show."

Nan Xiao spoke lightly, with an attitude of alienation always on his body, as if no one had ever stepped into his territory.

"My concubine's face is bleeding! Is this still called putting on a show?" Situ Xue burst into tears again, leaning tightly on Nan Xiao's arms with her uninjured left cheek.

Nan Xiao's eyes were warm, and he glanced lightly at Situ Xue in his arms, and raised his hand to pull her away from his arms, with great force, not allowed to refute.

Situ Xue looked up at Nan Xiao in disbelief, but he heard him say in a gentle voice: "If she really wanted to do something to you, you wouldn't stand here properly."

"Can!"

"Come here, take the princess back to rest, and let the people from the imperial hospital check the injury of the princess."

After Nan Xiao finished speaking, she strode away, Yushu Lanzhi, with an elegant demeanor.

(End of this chapter)