The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 218 If you want to waste, this hall has a lot of time!
There were several bloodstains criss-crossed on such fair and slender hands, which was shocking no matter how you looked at it.

There was some emotion surging in Haitang's chest, but her eyes were as calm as if there was no wave, and even her voice returned to normal without ups and downs, "Young master's hand is injured, Haitang went to find the doctor."

As soon as she turned around, a man shouted coldly from behind, "Rong Yue!"

Haitang was indifferent to the name, and even stopped to look back at him, "My lord, you misidentified the person."

Cang Yanlei's eyes were as dark as ink, "Rong Yue, I want to know what happened three years ago? You didn't leave the hall and left alone, did you?"

Three years ago, when Cang Yanli, who was seriously injured and comatose, was rescued from the battlefield, he immediately went to look for Rong Yue's whereabouts, but only got the news that she had abandoned him for her life.

After that, the youthful man deliberately forgot the name, and even threw the portrait of her that he had personally made into the forbidden area, and never looked at it again.

When he learned another version of the truth from Rong Jin just now, he rushed to Chunfeng Tower immediately.

Yes, no matter what the facts were, in his heart this woman owed him an explanation.

Haitang gritted her teeth secretly, "Young Master and I have never met before, the girl Rong Yue you mentioned died probably three years ago."

Seeing that she was about to go outside again, Cang Yanwei stepped forward quickly, and clasped her wrist with his injured hand, "What if this hall can heal your face injury and restore your appearance to the original?"

Hearing what he said, Haitang's face behind the veil changed drastically on the spot, and even her back froze.

In the past, when a client asked to see her disfigured face, she didn't feel embarrassed, but when this man said this, she felt like someone had uncovered the deepest scar, and she was in hot pain.

In her opinion, it was just his pity and sympathy, which she didn't need at all.

"Young Master, Haitang appreciates your kindness, but Haitang doesn't make a living by looking at her appearance. Whether I look beautiful or ugly doesn't matter to me."

However, upon hearing her refusal, Cang Yanlu not only did not let go of her hand, but tightened it even tighter, as if he wanted to crush the bones of her hand.

The broken porcelain in the palm of his hand was pierced even deeper, and the blood soaked through her long white dress, revealing a somewhat thrilling feeling under the candlelight.

Haitang didn't seem to see his injury, let alone feel the pain in his wrist, "Please let go."

"Rong Yue, if you want to waste, this hall has a lot of time!"

"But I didn't." As if she couldn't stand being in the same room with him, Haitang raised her hand and pulled her hand back forcefully.

She used a lot of strength, but Cang Yanli was unprepared. In addition to the injury in his lower back, she pushed him staggeringly, and his body swayed heavily.

Seeing this, Haitang hastily stretched out her hand to pull him, "Fourth Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Cang Yanlei barely stabilized his figure, his low voice was a bit hoarse, "Didn't you say that you don't know this hall?"

Rong Yue was startled, and didn't answer his question, "Your hand is seriously injured, I'll find a doctor to stop the bleeding for you."

"Don't you understand medicine?"

Haitang pursed the corners of her lips, raised her head slowly, and her eyes behind the veil met his gaze, "It is precisely because I understand medical principles that I know better that my face cannot be healed anymore, so why does Fourth Highness poke my scar?" Find me happy?"

After finishing speaking, she strode away without waiting for his reply.

Cang Yanlei felt a burning pain in the palm of his hand, and he really didn't have the strength to stop her.

　Four shifts~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)