Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 51 How to Heal
Her, what's the matter...

Mo Zicheng didn't care about the scratch on his arm, and walked to Qingyan's side with long and slender steps.

He opened his lips, looked at her face, and stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood stains on her face.

He remembered that she was very particular...

Qingyan also took a look at Mo Zicheng, and when he touched his arm that was so deeply stabbed by the knife, Liu frowned and looked at him with a little worry, "My lord, let's deal with you first." wound!"

She was afraid that he would lose too much blood and die first. If he died, then the master would probably go crazy again.

Qingyan pursed his lips, but just looked at the pool view behind him,

Chi Jing sealed the acupoints of the man in black, walked over, and glanced at the wound on Mo Zicheng's hand, stretched out his hand to seal his acupoints, and pulled his hand over without any politeness.

The pain caused Mo Zicheng to frown, but he didn't say a word.

Chi Jing cut a piece of cloth at the corner of his robe with a dagger, took out a bottle of medicinal powder from his bosom, poured it on his arm, and pulled the cloth onto Mo Zicheng's bleeding arm with his lips pursed.

Fortunately, they all have the habit of carrying wound medicine on their bodies at all times.

Qing Yan, who had been watching Yin Qing all the time, suddenly raised his head, glanced at the frightening stumps and blood around him, turned his head and said coldly to the dozens of black-clothed women who appeared silently: "Clean up this place quickly."

"Yes!"

Qi Qi responded, and all the men in black turned around and went to clean up the mess.

Fortunately, after such a commotion, the people here have almost disappeared, so there is no need to worry about how to deal with those people.

I can't help but feel a little worried.

Mo Zicheng's face was cold, and he looked down at the blood that had invaded again, "This time, it's aimed at me."

Chi Jing glanced at him, holding the medicine bottle in his hand, and said lazily like a cat: "I knew it would happen, it will happen sooner or later."

Coming towards him, it will happen sooner or later...

Qingyan frowned, unwilling to intervene in their topic, holding the comatose Yinqing tightly with both hands, and took a step forward, "Let's go! Let's talk when we return home. Tonight will not be peaceful!"

After finishing speaking, he walked out with Yin Qing in his arms.

Yinshuang, who had been watching this scene under the arch bridge, couldn't help being startled, and Xiao Yanchu, who was shivering on his back, also walked out.

He never knew that his fourth sister knew martial arts...

I never knew that Fourth Sister's martial arts would be so good...

Sure enough, it will not be peaceful.

Xiao Yanchu, who had just returned to the residence of Marquis of Zhongyi, woke up not long before he was arrested by the servant of the Ministry of Punishment.

The reason is that Xiao Yanchu suspected that the salt smuggling case at the end of last month was related to Xiao Yanchu...

As soon as these words came out, not only Zhongyihou, but even Yinshuang were stunned for a long time.

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Mu Wang's mansion was in a panic.

All the servants came and went in and out of Moxuan Pavilion, all of them had anxious expressions on their faces, and some of them were holding basins of blood and bloody handkerchiefs.

Chi Jing applied extremely good jade elixir to Mo Zicheng's injured arm, and then bandaged him layer by layer.

It was originally a strong and perfect arm, but it was wrapped into a zongzi for him. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a zongzi.

Didn't he admit that he was taking revenge on him?Just a childish temper.

Mo Zicheng glanced at his zongzi-like arm, but there was displeasure in his eyes.

Ahead, Yin Qing who was still in a coma on the bed, his face was still as pale as before, without the slightest trace of vitality.

Over the past few days, she has fainted almost half of the time.

Mo Zicheng was suspicious, endured it, and still couldn't help asking: "How is she?"

Her current appearance is very different from the one she just tore apart, as if she is not the same person.

Her martial arts are also very weird, revealing a kind of evil.

Chi Jing tied the gauze slowly, admiring his own work, his eyes were full of complacency, and even his tone seemed a little better.

"Fire and fire."

Furious?

Is it just to get angry?
Mo Zicheng frowned slightly, his heart was full of suspicion.

Qingyan who was standing next to Yinqing's bed waved his hand, and drove all the servants beside him off.

The chime on the bed was pale, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead, as if he was enduring some great pain.

Seeing this scene, Chi Jing immediately put away his teasing mood.

Standing up, he gave Fengyue who was standing behind Mo Zicheng a look, and said, "Fengyue, help your master down to rest!"

Fengyue understood naturally, and stretched out her hand to support Mo Zicheng's intact hand, "My lord, let's go back to the yard first!"

"Don't go!"

The tone was firm and cold.

Feng Yue was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the chime on the bed.

If he doesn't leave, what will the master do?

"My lord, you should take good care of your wounds!"

"Don't go!"

Even if Mo Zicheng became stubborn, even nine bulls would not be able to pull him back!
Feng Yue glanced at the pool scene in embarrassment.

Chi Jing watched from the side, obviously he didn't have the patience of Feng Yue, raised his eyebrows, "What? Wang Jun still wants to see how we can 'heal' the prince?"

The frivolous and ambiguous words he said reminded Mo Zicheng of that rainy day and that scene.

He lowered his eyes so that no one could see his expression.

(End of this chapter)