Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 267 How to pass on the family line?

The corners of his mouth were raised, and Li Mie smiled shallowly, his white and cold fingertips brushed against Fan Qingtian's cheek, and his cold voice was also so cold, "Fan Qingtian, you will let my love Is it up to you? In this game, if you win or I lose, I really look forward to it..."

Following Li Mie's words, Li Mie's slightly icy palms covered Fan Qingtian's body and heart, and then Fan Qingtian's body was enveloped in a layer of faint smoke, which obscured Fan Qingtian's figure, and also blurred Li Mie's body. The look of death.

As the smoke dissipated, Fan Qingtian's pale complexion had returned to a normal healthy color.

The carriage quickly rushed back to the palace and stopped outside the Wolong Hall. Bu Hai raised the curtain of the carriage anxiously and prepared to let Fan Qing go to the carriage.

But when the carriage curtain was lifted, Fan Qingtian leaned in front of Li Mie with his eyes closed.

Seeing this scene, Bu Hai's eyes were full of surprise, and he forgot to speak for a while.

When Li Mie saw Bu Hai at this time, there was no panic on his face, and he said flatly, "Qing'er is asleep, there is no need to call the doctor."

After saying that, Li Mieheng picked up Fan Qingtian's body, carried Fan Qingtian into the carriage, and walked towards the Crouching Dragon Hall.

It wasn't until Li Mie walked a long distance that Bu Hai came back to his senses, a ray of light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly followed Li Mie.

The snowflakes were light, and Li Mie carried Fan Qingtian directly into Fan Qingtian's bedroom, put Fan Qingtian on the bed, and Li Mie covered Fan Qingtian with a quilt.

Turning around and glancing at Bu Hai who followed, Li Mie said in a cold voice, "Take care of her."

Before he finished speaking, Li Mie had already stepped out of Fan Qingtian's bedroom and headed back to his own residence.

Seeing that Li Mie had left, Bu Hai's tense heart relaxed slightly, and then he quickly asked the eunuch to call the doctor.

Although Li Mie said that there is no need to call a doctor, but without a doctor to help Fan Qingtian look at the injury, Bu Hai is not at ease.

After going to ask the eunuch to call the imperial doctor, Buhai returned to Fan Qingtian's bed to see Fan Qingtian again.

Seeing that the pale complexion on Fan Qingtian's face had disappeared, and his complexion had returned to normal, Bu Hai also knew that Fan Qingtian should be fine.

Just as the little eunuch brought the doctor outside the Crouching Dragon Hall, he just bumped into Satin who had just come to deliver supper to Fan Qingtian.

"Xiaochunzi." Duanqing was a few steps behind Xiaochunzi and the doctor, and she immediately called to Xiaochunzi.

Wearing eunuch uniform, Xiao Chunzi's immature and beautiful face heard Duanqing's call, and immediately stopped and turned to look at Duanqing.

"It's Mr. Du Qing." Xiao Chunzi saluted Du Qing respectfully.

Stepping up to Xiao Chunzi, Duan looked lightly at the doctor standing beside Xiao Chunzi, with doubts on his face, slightly raised brows, and asked, "Xiao Chunzi, who is sick and wants to call a doctor."

"Eunuch Buhai said that the king was injured, so I won't let you call the doctor." Xiao Chunzi said honestly, "Mr. Duanqing is going to see the king too, so let's go in quickly."

Never thought that it would be Fan Qingtian who was injured, thinking that it is always arrogant, only let people die, and Fan Qingtian, who never let himself be injured, would actually be injured, Satin Qing couldn't help being surprised.

The king is going there, how could he be injured, that brave man who dared to hurt the king, really doesn't want to live!

At the same time, there was a faint pain in his heart, and the satin light face couldn't help becoming tense, and he said hastily, "Hurry up, hurry up, let the doctor show the king how the injury is."

"Bah, bah, your majesty will be fine." Feeling that she had said something wrong, Duan spat three times to take back what she just said.

And before Xiaochunzi nodded to respond, Duanqing held the stew pot with one hand, and grabbed the doctor's arm with the other, and walked inside.

The doctor felt very helpless, and wanted to break free from Satin's hand, but he couldn't, so he could only let Sainqing pull him to the Crouching Dragon Palace.

Seeing this, Xiaochunzi hurriedly chased after him and shouted, "Sir Dunking, wait a little..."

Soon, Xiaochunzi brought the doctor and Duanqing to Fan Qingtian's bedroom.

Seeing Buhai, Duan easily opened the doctor's arm, hurriedly stepped forward to Buhai, and asked anxiously, "Eunuch Buhai, Your Majesty, how is your Majesty, how did your Majesty get hurt? In the end it was the bastard who dared to attack the king, and I will kill them all without the guards!"

Seeing Duanqing's concerned and worried Fan Qingtian, Bu Hai reached out and patted Duanqing's shoulder and said, "Your Majesty should be fine, Mr. Duanqing, don't worry."

Said, Bu Hai looked at the doctor, and said to the doctor, "Go and see if there is anything wrong with the king."

The doctor at the side nodded tremblingly when he heard the words, and then stepped forward to face Fan Qingtian who was lying on the bed.

And Duan Qing hurriedly put the things in his hands on the table, and immediately huddled in front of the bed to watch Fan Qingtian.

Fan Qingtian, who was sleeping, had a quiet and handsome face with a gentle beauty, and his curly and long eyelashes cast a silhouette under the eyelids like a butterfly.

Looking at the different Fan Qingtian, Duanqing's heart suddenly beat violently, and Fan Qingtian was deeply burned in his eyes with one glance, unable to extricate himself.

I have never seen such a peaceful Fan Qingtian before, satin licked his lips involuntarily, and complicated thoughts lingered in his mind again.

Thinking, could it be that I am really, really in love with Fan Qingtian and this man!

"Yaoshou." Duan Qing yelled wildly in his heart, "Why can't I be a woman, or the king is a woman, it makes me fall in love with a man, how can I carry on the family in the future."

No one knew what Duan Qing was thinking. The doctor checked Fan Qingtian's pulse. Originally, Fan Qingtian's pulse was very chaotic. Doctors who have seen Fan Qingtian's pulse knew that Fan Qingtian's pulse was chaotic. Not surprised.

The face was solemn and serious. The doctor knew that Fan Qingtian's pulse had always been chaotic, so he was not worried. Such a chaotic pulse was the same as Fan Qingtian's previous pulse. It was just a little weak, and there was nothing serious about it.

He looked at Fan Qingtian's face again, and saw that Fan Qingtian's face was also normal, so he turned around and respectfully said to Bu Hai, "Your Majesty is fine, I want to wait for the King to get up and cook some tonic for the King. Your body will be fine."

After listening to the doctor's diagnosis, Bu Hai was really relieved. He had never seen the king vomit so much blood, but Bu Hai was really frightened.

And following the doctor's words, Fan Qingtian who was lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

The amber eyes released a cold light, and when Fan Qingtian opened his eyes, he met the satin light who was staring at Fan Qingtian.

(End of this chapter)