The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 740 Qingcheng She... She Has... Already...

Cangli saw that everyone was looking at him, bit his lips, and said, "Just now we found a bad woman on the big tree over there, and even quarreled with her. Then, Dabai put the bad woman down, that The bad woman snatched my father's sword and killed herself. After the father found out that the bad woman was dead, he ran here suddenly, hugged my mother and refused to let go."

What he said was a bit confusing, but he could probably hear a little clue.

"You mean to say that the woman I stabbed is already dead?" Nan Linghan looked at Cang Li's small face, paused, and continued to ask, "And, did she commit suicide?"

Cang Li nodded vigorously, "Yes, she used the sword to resign herself like this."

Seeing his gestures with both hands, Nan Linghan couldn't help but look solemn, and turned to walk up to Cang Yanli.

He narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and slowly said, "His Royal Highness, Qingcheng is still injured, you hold her so tightly, it's easy to make her breathless."

However, Cang Yanli continued to hold the woman in his arms motionlessly as if he hadn't heard his words.

Seeing that he was so abnormal suddenly, Nan Linghan slightly raised his eyes to look at Mo Yebai. Mo Yebai met his puzzled expression and spread his hands, also with a dazed expression.

Nan Linghan stood there, thinking for a moment, and was about to force Feng Qingcheng out of his arms.

However, before his hand came close, he suddenly saw Feng Qingcheng's hand hanging down from Cang Yanlu's arms.

Nan Linghan's eyebrows twitched heavily, and an ominous premonition suddenly spread in his heart.

Without any hesitation, he took a step forward and directly bent down to buckle the pulse gate on Feng Qingcheng's wrist.

Cangjin and the Mo family brothers and sisters stretched their necks, waiting for his result.

"How is it? How is sister Qingcheng's injury?"

Nan Linghan's hand was still on Feng Qingcheng's pulse gate, but the blood on his face faded completely in the blink of an eye.

"Qingcheng, she...she has no pulse..."

Hearing this, the faces of the other people beside him froze, "What? What does it mean that you don't have a pulse?"

Nan Linghan slowly withdrew his hand, and his eyes swept over them one by one, with a sad expression on Jun's face, "Qingcheng she...she has... already..."

He probably didn't even realize that when he spoke, his voice was trembling all the time, and even his breathing became difficult.

Although he didn't finish his sentence, from his reaction with Cang Yanli, it's not difficult to guess what the final result will be.

"No! Impossible!" Cang Li shook his head vigorously, big and big crystal tears came out of his eyes, "My mother was fine just now, how could something happen to her? She will definitely be all right! You must have made a mistake! Yes You are mistaken!"

Mo Fei hugged Cangli tightly, his voice choked, "Ah Li is right! You must have made a mistake! Sister Qingcheng is so powerful, she will be fine!"

When everyone was immersed in the sad atmosphere, Mo Yebai raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "Didn't it say that the soul-returning grass has the effect of bringing the dead back to life?"

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up with hope.

Cang Yanli, who was still motionless like a wood carving, suddenly raised his head to look at Cang Jin, and said urgently, "Returning Soul Grass! Bring the Returning Soul Grass!"

When he got off the cliff just now, he handed the Soul Returning Grass to Cang Jin for safekeeping. He originally planned to bring it back to the capital, but he didn't expect that it would come in handy so soon.

"Yes!"

　Four shifts!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)