Concubine Ning, one of the emperor's love

Chapter 120 When the Wife and Slave Raise (2)
Undoubtedly, the master will, for the sake of the person in his arms, he dares to disregard his heart, and there is nothing he can't let go of.There is only one word in the words of Beicang Qin Mi in the governance of the world: ruthless.Liang Liu naturally knew how ruthless the master was, but he didn't expect that there would be someone outside the scope of that word today.

Liang Liu opened his mouth and was speechless. He didn't say anything. He stood in front of the dormitory, guarding it motionless.

Inside the Sujin tassels, Qin Mi whispered: "Wen Qi, don't annoy me." He raised his hand and slowly eased her clothes, and the hand holding the porcelain bottle trembled slightly, and he paused slightly, looking at Wen Qi's peaceful sleeping Face, "Master, don't worry about others."

Lifting off the clothes, a body with icy muscles and bones, as white as jade, made the hideous wound on the waist look red and glaring, a little blood seeped out, without clothes to cover it, it was soon stained with white skin.

This knife actually pierced into flesh and blood, she could bear it, with this wound on her body, she slashed and fought without saying a word, the wound must be touched again and again, so that the new wound will cover the old wound, scabbing ferociously, She could really bear it, Qin Mi slowly applied the medicine to the wound, the movement was extremely gentle, but the hand holding the porcelain bottle almost shattered the fingertips, the back of the hand turned white, and the meridians were visible.

Maybe it was pain, the sleeping man frowned.

"I know it hurts now, who made you keep silent." Qin Mi was slightly annoyed, and raised her hand to rub her brows, "Stand shoulder to shoulder with me, I don't want to, what should I do?" He held the corner of his lips, feeling helpless wry smile, "I want to hide you."

Leaning over, Qin Mi kissed her lips, the cool corners of his mouth, and he left as soon as he touched her, and his movements were very light, as if he was afraid of startling her.

He chuckled lightly, just thinking it was funny, he, Qin Mi, was full of coldness, and he was so absurd and desperate to hide her tightly, to save her from suffering, to protect her at ease, this cat Son, he thought, so he monopolized it.When the idea was planted, it was discovered that it went deep into the bone marrow.

After all, no one can escape this love affair in the world of mortals.

The night was really long, in the middle of the night, the wind stopped, Liang Liu carried hot water into the hall, and saw his grandfather leaning on the bed, half leaning against the curtain, holding Wen Qi in his arms, eyes half closed, seemingly asleep.

Putting down the hot water, Liang Liu hesitated: "Master, your injury."

Qin Mi suddenly raised her eyes, raised her hands, rolled up the curtain, and flicked the hem of Yuebai's sleeves that had not been replaced.A wind blade shot out, Liang Liu hit it heavily, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

For this move, the master only used [-]% of his strength, and he didn't want his life, he had to suffer a lot.Liang Liu knew that he was annoyed when he heard about his master's injury.

Qin Mi put Wen Qi down, tucked in the corner of the quilt and touched her face before getting out of the gauze curtain.

"She was injured." Qin Mi lowered her eyes and looked at Liang Liu coldly, "But you didn't."

The reason for this is because Wen Qi protects Liang Liu, how could the master not know about Wen Qi's protective and lonely personality.Liang Liu got up, knelt up straight, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "This subordinate is willing to be punished." Even if she loses her life, such a woman who dares to risk her life is worth giving her life.

There was no softness in the ice-cold eyes, and they were as dark as shadows. Qin Mi said: "I want your life."

Undoubtedly, Qin Mi was ruthless.

Liang Liu was shocked, not panic, bowed his head, and replied word by word: "The fate of the subordinates belongs to the master, let him dispose of him, and he will never complain." It's just unexpected, a person who is never soft-hearted will leave no room for one person , to what extent do you have to cherish it so that you can't tolerate any mistakes.

Silence, almost dead silence, and then, Qin Mi said: "Your life." He stared at the pale face in the gauze tent, his brows were full of tenderness, "it belongs to her."

(End of this chapter)