The prince is sick: it is too enchanting to marry the princess

Chapter 628
Ji Qingxue stayed in Xueju for medical treatment, and she saw the afternoon directly, and she had to rest for a while.

"Give me your right hand."

Ji Qingxue felt a little strange when she looked at the person who wrapped herself tightly in front of her.

It wasn't the person's attire that made her feel strange, but the look in her eyes.

It seemed that there was a lot of resentment in her eyes.

That's why Ji Qingxue felt very strange. Could it be someone he had offended before?
Ji Qingxue remained calm, but reminded her again: "Please give me your right hand."

The person slowly put her right hand on the table. Her hand was covered with criss-cross scars, some of which had healed, while others were still bleeding.

Ji Qingxue reached out to catch her pulse. She felt the man tremble, and she didn't know if it was because she was afraid, or because... the hatred was hard to get rid of.

"You have suffered a serious internal injury, and all the veins in your body have been broken. Seeing that your pulse is so disordered, it should be caused by the internal injury and the long journey. Your injury has dragged on for too long, and there is nothing I can do."

Ji Qingxue spoke very calmly, after all, she was used to life and death.

This person seemed to have suffered severe torture, that's why the injury was so serious, and she didn't use much medicine, which caused the wound to worsen further, and this person could not be saved.

Ji Qingxue spoke without any ups and downs, and the people listening to her were also very calm, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.

She just stared at Ji Qingxue firmly, wishing to make a hole in her body.

Just when Ji Qingxue was hesitating whether to ask her, the person opposite spoke first.

She smiled bitterly: "I know I can't live, I just want to meet you before I die."

Her voice was broken, and her voice was so hoarse that it was very uncomfortable for others to listen to.

Ji Qingxue said lightly: "You know me?"

"Even if you turn into ashes, I will recognize you." The man's laughter sounded a little scary, "What about Ji Qingxue, do you remember me?"

Ji Qingxue resisted the urge to roll her eyes, thinking to herself, big sister, you wrap yourself up like a rice dumpling, who would know who you are!

But Ji Qingxue smiled: "Your voice is so bad, no matter how good my hearing is, I can't tell the difference."

One sentence successfully stepped on the pain of the other party, and the resentment in her eyes deepened. Her voice was not like this before, like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, and that person even praised her.

But in the end, that person ruined everything about him.

The woman said bitterly: "You don't remember, it's all thanks to you that I became what I am today."

Ji Qingxue simply leaned back on the chair, and said slowly, "Since it's an old friend's visit, why bother to cover it up?"

The woman slowly raised her hand to lift off the hat on her head, revealing a face full of scars, but just by looking at her pair of extremely seductive eyes, one can guess how beautiful this face used to be.

Ji Qingxue frowned slightly, but the woman smiled sullenly and said, "Why, do you feel scared seeing me like this?"

"I'm afraid it won't happen." Ji Qingxue paused, and then continued, "You'd better put on this bamboo hat, otherwise I might lose my appetite for dinner."

Since the wound on her face had not been treated in time, the severe part had already started to fester and ooze pus. Seeing this face really easily affected her appetite.

But the person threw the bamboo hat on the ground, and she stood up slowly while supporting the table, and moved closer to Ji Qingxue with that face on her face: "Keep your eyes open and look carefully, every wound on my body Every scar is because of you."

Because of the closeness, Ji Qingxue couldn't help frowning because of the rotten stench on her body.

"So you're here to seek revenge on me?" Ji Qingxue glanced at her lightly, her tone not in a hurry.

"I know, I can't kill you."

Hearing this sentence, Ji Qingxue laughed: "You are quite self-aware."

"But...I'm not reconciled!"

After speaking, the man took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed straight at Ji Qingxue.

Ji Qingxue sneered, just after she said that she knew herself, she couldn't wait to die.

Ji Qingxue grabbed the abacus next to her and stood in front of her. The dagger pierced the abacus. Ji Qingxue spun it lightly, and the dagger escaped from the man's control.

Ji Qingxue took the opportunity to slap that person hard on the chest. The person was seriously injured, so how could he bear her palm.

She snorted and took a few steps back. Her painful expression made her face even more horrified and distorted. Her legs were trembling all the time, and she couldn't stand up at all.

Ji Qingxue got up, walked around the table, and walked in front of her. She fell on the ground and vomited blood wildly.

Ji Qingxue clicked her tongue and shook her head lightly: "He is already dying, so why rush to find death?"

"Ji Qingxue, even if I turn into a ghost, I will never let you go!" The man said viciously, he could only hate her for dragging such a dilapidated body, otherwise she would have torn Ji Qingxue, a bitch, into pieces up!

Ji Qingxue ignored her resentment, and just said with a relaxed face, "I'm not afraid of you even if you're alive, and even less so if you're a ghost."

Ji Qingxue squatted down and said sharply, "Who are you?"

"Hehe, Ji Qingxue, I have never understood what is so good about you that you are worthy of the master's heart and soul to you. But I was born and died for him, but in the end I ended up like this."

master?An idea flashed across Ji Qingxue's mind, but she didn't have time to grasp it.

She thought for a while and asked hesitantly: "The master you are talking about is Sima Jingxuan, right?"

But she stared at Ji Qingxue and said, "Shut up! You watery woman, you don't deserve to mention his name!"

Seeing her reaction like this, Ji Qingxue knew she was right.

She should be the person next to Sima Jingxuan.

"You were made like this by him?"

I was asking tentatively, but I never thought that two lines of clear tears would suddenly flow from the man's eyes, and Ji Qingxue's hair was terrified when he heard the sobbing sound like a broken gong.

Ji Qingxue blurted out suddenly: "Meng Ziyu, you are Meng Ziyu!"

She remembered.

(End of this chapter)