Marry instead, favor the first princess

Chapter 95 The Royal People Are Cruel 1
At this moment, Huangfu Yu's face was full of remorse, recalling the few little things he had with Mingyue before, and suddenly found that he would hurt her every time... His heart was aching, making him Feel panicked for a moment.

Murong Mingyue, how could you die after disturbing this king's thoughts...how could you...be so cruel?
"Go back to your lord, Miss Murong is out to see you."

I don't know how long it was silent like this, suddenly a servant came in from the outside and bowed respectfully to report.

Hearing this, all the sad expressions on Huangfu Yu's face faded away, and even all the troubles in his heart were put away... Immediately after, he stretched out his hand and pulled Zhao Meier away from his arms, and then turned towards her without even looking at her. Stride outside.

Qian'er, the most important woman in his life... He swore that after experiencing the painful lesson of Murong Mingyue's death, he would never let the person he loves suffer any more harm.

It's just why a doubt arose in my heart, as if... Murong Mingyue's position in my heart even far surpassed Murong Xian's?
Illusion, it must be an illusion... Huangfu Yu couldn't help but shook his head to dispel this extremely absurd idea.

In order to prevent this illusion from continuing, Huangfu went to the place where Murongxian was at twice the usual speed to calm down his impetuous heart... But in the deepest part of his heart, this cognition was quietly spreading Come.

After Murong Mingyue died, there was the most important Murong Xian!
In the same place, Zhao Meier looked at Huangfu Yu's back as she was drifting away... Remembering that Huangfu Yu ruthlessly pushed her away after hearing Murong Xian's arrival just now, a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

Since she was able to beat Murong Mingyue, Murong Xian would not be much different... But the difference is that she wanted Murong Xian to pay a double price that was even more serious than Murong Mingyue!
Thinking of this, Zhao Meier stretched out her hand and slowly caressed her charming face... As soon as she recalled that Huangfu Yu gave her thousands of favors because of her similar appearance to the woman outside, her eyes suddenly became darker. Unfathomable.

The position of princess, in this life, must belong to her, Zhao Meier!

Mo Shangchen carefully hugged the sleeping Mingyue, and returned to King Chen's mansion after a while... After passing through long fences, he came to a quiet courtyard.

Above the entrance to the courtyard, the three engraved characters of "Fusu Garden" shone dimly.

"Save her."

Going straight into the room full of medical books, looking at the person who was resting on the recliner with his eyes closed, Mo Shangchen lightly dropped the word "two" from his mouth.

Hearing this, the man in brocade clothes opened his eyes, and smiled weakly on his pale face... Finally, he stretched out his extremely beautiful but bloodless fingers, pinched them back and forth, and then greeted him with a sentence: "My lord, You're a little faster than I expected..."

Mo Shangchen seemed to have never heard of it before, and he still said the same two words... The only difference is that there is obviously a little more coldness in the words than before.

"The strong smell of blood..."

Fusu smiled again, which made his pale face lack the aura that an ordinary person should have.

An unknown light flashed in Mo Shangchen's eyes, and then, as if thinking of something, he moved a little to the side: "You can take anyone's blood, but she... can't."

A hint of interest flashed in Fusu's eyes, and then he slowly got up from the recliner...Looking at the seriously injured woman in Mo Shangchen's arms, the smile on his lips grew stronger: "It's because, Is she a goddess?"

At the end of the sentence, he received Mo Shangchen's icy gaze... and suddenly he was convinced, he violated the Lord's taboo: It seems that knowing too much is not a good thing.

"This king said one last time, save her."

At the moment when Mo Shangchen's words just fell, Fusu took out a golden thread from the side of the recliner and threw it at Mingyue... In the blink of an eye, the golden thread seemed to be alive, and it was tightly wrapped around the On Mingyue's wrist.

Fusu closed her eyes and made a careful diagnosis back and forth, her gradually beautiful brows were tightly frowned.

"Put her on the bed."

After taking back the gold thread, Fusu put away the joking smile before, and said something in a serious tone.

Mo Shangchen walked towards the bed with Mingyue in his arms, and carefully put her back down... Because Mingyue held Mo Shangchen tightly with her left hand, Mo Shangchen did not break free and sat down on the side of the bed .

"The people of the royal family are really ruthless."

Fusu looked at the bloody wound on Mingyue's back, and some bones were even exposed in some places... He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this poor woman was just a victim of royal politics.

Are you ruthless?

Hearing what Fusu said, Mo Shangchen followed him to look at the bright moon on the bed... His indifferent eyes roughly surveyed the wound, but there was no emotion of pity at all.

"Can it be saved?"

Sensing Fusu's embarrassment, Mo Shangchen asked in understanding.

"My lord, you seem to have forgotten... It is said in the world that as long as there is a trace of breath, Master Fusu can save anyone. This rumor is not just a child's talk. Saving her is easy to say, but... "

Fusu spoke meaningfully while looking at Mo Shangchen, paused for a moment, and then slowly added: "Master, she is bleeding too much... Your blood is extremely rare, if she can Fortunately, I got some... No matter how serious the injury is, I dare to guarantee that it will get better soon..."

Hearing this, Mo Shangchen's deep eyes flickered with a ripple.

The next moment, I stretched out my hand and pulled out the pear flower hairpin used to fix the hair, and the three thousand white hairs slid down like a waterfall in an instant... Without even thinking about it, I stretched out my hand and slid down a long line on it, as if I don't know what pain is like at all.

Blood immediately flowed out from the palm, and Mo Shangchen held the palm tightly.

Seeing this, Fusu stretched out his hand towards Mingyue, causing Mingyue to slightly open her mouth... Mo Shangchen's bloody palm was placed on Mingyue's mouth, and the blood dripped into Mingyue's mouth little by little. Seeing Mingyue's throat rolling, she seemed to swallow blood.

Seeing that Mo Shangchen was about to withdraw his hand, Fusu immediately swung the gold thread with his other hand, which just happened to circle a teacup on the table... Immediately after a little force from his hands, the teacup flew steadily towards him Come, and finally fall into his hands.

"My lord, this blood is a pity."

Fusu said as he handed the teacup to Mo Shangchen, smiling shrewdly and harmlessly on his bloodless face.

Mo Shangchen didn't say a word, but put his bloody palm on the teacup... Gradually, half the teacup was filled with blood.

Withdrawing his hand, he used his internal force to temporarily seal the wound.

"I will prepare some medicines for her to make her wounds grow as soon as possible, but I'm afraid there will be scars on her back... But for the Lord, he must not care too much about it, right?"

Fusu said something slowly with unclear meaning, and finally picked up the teacup that was filled with Mo Shangchen's blood just now... as if he was tasting a cup of extremely delicious wine, he drank it extremely slowly.

"Within one month, she must be back to normal."

Mo Shangchen looked at Mingyue who was lying there with a painful expression, raised his eyes and gave a command to Fusu who was looking happy... After that, he stood up slowly and walked towards the door with hesitation. a few steps.

"Master, during the diagnosis just now, I found an interesting thing, do you want to listen to it?"

Fusu raised his hand to seal several important acupuncture points on Mingyue's back, and then asked Mo Shangchen who was standing by the door with his hands behind his back.

"Say."

Mo Shangchen said a word indifferently, his soft white hair danced back and forth on his back, and his whole person exuded a lonely atmosphere.

But Fusu sighed, and even the brows frowned slightly... Thinking of the weirdness that Xuansi encountered when he was taking the pulse just now, he finally stood up and reported truthfully: "Except for this hundred lashes, it is almost impossible In addition to killing her, I noticed that there was a drunken parting in her body..."

"Drunk farewell?"

Mo Shangchen asked with some doubts, and a thoughtful gleam flashed in his eyes... Regarding the drunk parting, the monster once reported to him a little bit, and the most important thing was that it was related to Murong Shi.

(End of this chapter)