Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 235 Love Rival Meets, Burning With Jealousy!
Chapter 235: Meet the Rivals, Burning with Jealousy!
"Xiyue?" Bei Chenyan looked at the strange Ling Xiyue, puzzled.

"Yan, take it." Ling Xiyue stuffed the torch into Bei Chenyan's hand.

She quickly lowered herself down and turned the prostrate person over, as if she had exhausted her last strength, the hand that was grasping her ankle was also loosened, and at this moment, the person's face was completely exposed In Ling Xi's eyes.

Under the light of the fire, it can be seen clearly.

The luxurious clothes on the man's body showed sporadic scorching marks. According to previous speculation, they should have been attacked by the will-o'-the-wisps around him. On his forehead, there were messy hair scattered between his temples, casting a shadow on his face.

Originally clear and dazzling, like a god's face, now there is no trace of brilliance, and it is dead silent.

It's like the breeze and the moon, covered by dark clouds, bleak.

If you look carefully, there seems to be black light and shadow, strands, strands, flowing away under his skin.

"Yun Lang?" Ling Xiyue was startled, and patted his lifeless face, "Yun Lang!"

It never occurred to me that it would really be him.

She had received news before that this guy had come to Shacheng early, but she didn't expect that his purpose was really a sky burial. When she saw the finger wrench on his hand, she thought it was a mistake.

Hearing those two words, Bei Chenyan's silent icy pupils suddenly constricted, and when he looked down, he lowered the torch in his hand. If it wasn't for his amazing control, he might have directly killed that 'dead corpse'. Lit to go.

Tantai Yunlang?

What did Xiyue call him!
Bei Chenyan only felt coldness on the soles of his feet, ringing in the ears and dizziness, and the restless aura all over his body might burn everything around him, but it wasn't any other kind of fire, but jealousy...

But at this moment, Tantai Yunlang's life was hanging by a thread, and Ling Xiyue, who was focused on him, didn't notice Bei Chenyan's strangeness at all.

She probed Tan Tai Yunlang's breath with two fingers.

Qi is like a gossamer, not dead yet.

Then he lowered his head again, put his ear against his heart, and listened carefully.

It is almost impossible to feel it anymore, even though the surroundings are quiet and there is no sound of wind, it is still beating.

"We must take him out immediately." Ling Xiyue grabbed his hand and was about to carry it on his shoulder.

At this time, her wrist was heavy and was firmly held down by one hand.

Ling Xiyue raised her head, "Yan?"

"Xiyue, he is Tantai Yunlang." Bei Chenyan slowly reminded Ling Xiyue in a low voice.

His pitch-black eyes, suppressed by the drug, gradually overflowed with ice blue color at this time, facing Ling Xiyue's eyes motionless, with a deep hoarse voice, as if he was suppressing something.

Yu Gong, one is Emperor Tianlin, the other is Prince Xilan, and the two are political enemies.

In private, not to mention meeting a jealous rival in love!
It is not an exaggeration to say that there is no end to death!
No matter from which point of view, Bei Chenyan would not give Tantai Yunlang a knife at this time, and it would be the best demeanor to not add trouble, but to save him, it is absolutely impossible for Bei Chenyan to do something.

Ling Xiyue grabbed Bei Chenyan's hand with her backhand, pleading with her eyes, "Yan, I must save him."

She has always known that debts of favor are the most difficult to repay.

Therefore, even though she has brotherly friendship with Tantai Yunlang, she has always kept a clear distance and kept a distance.

But no matter how clear it is, Tantai Yunlang has saved her life at the foot of Xishan Mountain, and when she was trapped in Beiyi King City, he has risked death to help her, so regardless of the confrontation between Tianlin and Xilan, As far as he is concerned, she has always been in debt.

If she sees death without saving her today, isn't she an ungrateful person?
She will be guilty for a lifetime!

The two stared at each other for a long time, neither of them willing to back down.

The torch that fell to the ground made a slight crackling sound, and the surrounding became more and more terrifyingly quiet.

Bei Chenyan grasped Ling Xiyue's big palm on Ling Xiyue's wrist, tightened again and again, and there was still a slight tremor. The two looked at each other, one with persistent and pleading eyes, and the other so silent that water could drip out. In the depths, there are turbulent waves hidden.

There is also darkness that seems to swallow everything!

After an unknown amount of time, Bei Chenyan tugged at Ling Xiyue's hand and finally relaxed a little bit.

The ice blue color in his eyes gradually faded, he calmed down little by little, and was completely replaced by deep helplessness.

But he didn't let go. In the end, he pushed Ling Xiyue's hand off Tantai Yunlang's shoulder without a trace, and thrust the torch into her hand. He lowered himself down, and grabbed Tantai Yunlang's arm, Pulled his whole body up violently.

That ferocity, I'm really not afraid of being torn apart...

Ling Xiyue's eyelids twitched, and she didn't dare to say anything more at this moment.

If he really dies, it's his life too, at least he didn't die, didn't he?

Fortunately, Tantai Yunlang is in a deep coma right now, he can only be manipulated by others, and he can't feel anything, otherwise he would have died of anger.

Bei Chenyan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he carried Tantai Yunlang on his shoulders. He was not polite at all, without the slightest care to treat people who were dying, just like carrying a sack, and strode out go.

Ling Xiyue picked up the torch and quickly followed.

Ma Long and Ying Yi, who were waiting outside, saw two shadows coming out of the thick fog from a distance, their eyes were delighted, and they rushed to meet them.

But I don't want to, Bei Chenyan is carrying another person on his shoulders, what's the situation?
Rescued someone from the gate of hell?

"what happened."

Everyone also gathered around to watch.

Ling Xiyue waved quickly, "Get out of the way."

Tantai Yunlang must have been poisoned by miasma, what he needs most now is a ventilated area.

Everyone dare not neglect Ling Xiyue, and walk away quickly.

"bump--"

Bei Chenyan raised his hand and left him behind.

Ling Xiyue's eyelids trembled again, and she hurried to check if she was dead.

Ma Long and Ying glanced at each other, and they both noticed that there was something wrong with Bei Chenyan's expression.

That way, it seems that he has some deep hatred with this person, but he has to bear it and can't do it.

It was the first time he had seen the emperor look like this, like, like...a sulking child.

It's really weird...

Malone looked down and opened his eyes slightly.

Even in such an embarrassing situation, he had to sigh, what a handsome young master!
Ma Long, Ying Yi, the two of them had never seen the mysterious Prince Highness of the Xilan Dynasty before, so naturally they didn't know each other.

The admiration in Ma Long's eyes was beyond words, and he suddenly felt a chill on his back, the kind of coldness of being used to cut flesh and bones with a knife. Looking back, he saw Bei Chenyan, expressionless. Look away.

No more strange colors...

"Yingyi, detoxification pill." Ling Xiyue raised her hand.

Fortunately, Tantai Yunlang's internal strength is profound, or his fate is hard, this breath is abruptly suspended until now.

Ying Yi got the order, quickly found the antidote pill from the bag, and quickly handed it to Ling Xiyue, "Master."

Ling Xiyue gave Tantai Yunlang clothes, took out the needle bag, "unbutton his shirt."

"Yes."

Shadow One does as he pleases.

"Pfft—" There was a crisp sound.

Tantai Yunlang's skirt was torn open, exposing a large area of ​​skin on his upper body, just like fine white porcelain, the color became more and more charming under the surrounding firelight, but it also clearly had the figure of a martial arts practitioner, with clear texture and graceful lines.

When Bei Chenyan saw it, his face, which was originally as black as a pot, turned green!

He took a few steps to Ling Xiyue and squatted down, snatched the needle bag, and could almost hear himself grinding his teeth, "Close your eyes!" His voice was as magnetic as ever, but there was an imperceptible and dangerous anger hidden in it, "You Say, I'll come."

Suppressed, his voice became hoarse.

Ling Xiyue, who was suddenly empty in her hand, stood there with an inexplicable expression on her face, and didn't realize why Bei Chenyan was so active all of a sudden.

(End of this chapter)