As soon as Jiangmen Jiaojiao opened her eyes, she was paranoid that the prince had come to steal her

As soon as Qiu Huixian finished speaking, the sound of armors clashing could be heard in the courtyard.

That was the sound of the soldiers coming forward.

Mrs. Wei panicked, and quickly stepped forward to take Qiu Huixian's hand, "Madam, please calm down, the child is still young, he is not sensible, he is too excited, so he talks indiscriminately, madam, please calm down -"

Qiu Huixian took half a step back, avoiding Wei's hand, "Madam, there is no need to explain anything. Madam is not welcome here, please leave."

Mrs. Wei hurriedly turned to Ji Zian: "Idiot, kneel down and apologize to Madam!"

Ji Zian was young and impulsive, and had been emotionally unstable for the past few days. Now he was so angry that he couldn't listen to his mother's scolding. He only felt that everything was unfair.

It was the Xie family who used their power to suppress others, and it was Qiu Huixian who asked Xie Changyu to suppress them.

The mother's humiliating look and the sound of the armor clashing outside were like strong oil poured on the anger in her heart, and the buzzing sound became stronger and stronger.

Ji Zian walked straight towards Qiu Huixian.

"What do you want to do?" Yin'er was shocked and quickly stepped forward to stand in front of Qiu Huixian and pushed Ji Zian.

Yin'er is only fifteen or sixteen years old, only a year or two older than Ji Zian.

And boys grow up fast.

Ji Zian was half a head taller than Yin'er and more powerful. He threw Yin'er aside and grabbed Qiu Huixian directly.

Qiu Huixian felt a flash of silver light in front of her eyes, and something was leaning towards her neck. She subconsciously turned aside and grabbed it with her hands, but she felt a sharp pain for a moment.

Warm liquid flowed down the palm of his hand, and the smell of blood like rust hit his breath.

A woman screamed loudly, "Killing, killing!"

Blood beads fell on Yin'er's face. She looked up and saw that her face was pale. She shouted "Come here quickly" and rushed over to hug Ji Zian's body with her hands and feet.

Qiu Huixian tightly grasped the dagger Ji Zian sent over, gritted her teeth, and pushed it towards Ji Zian's knee.

Ji Zian was in pain.

But at this time, his eyes were red, and he reached out to grab Qiu Huixian without taking a step back.

Suddenly, the curtain in front of the door flew up.

Xie Changyu strode in, swung his palm, and threw Ji Zian out. He knocked over the coffee table, table and chairs not far away, rolled on the ground several times, and then fell to the ground.

Xie Changyu put his arms around Qiu Huixian's shoulders.

When he lowered his head and saw the bloody wound on Qiu Huixian's hand, Xie Changyu's face instantly became gloomy, "Grab it."

After saying this, he half-supported and half-carried Qiu Priscilla out of the Nuan Pavilion. After taking two steps, he felt that his wife's feet were weak in his arms. He directly reached out to pick her up and strode into Changfeng Garden.

Qiu Huixian's hands were injured, and her sleeves were soon stained red.

Excessive blood loss made Qiu Huixian confused.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she had no strength to say anything.

Just looking at Xie Changyu's resolute and tense profile for a moment, he leaned weakly on Xie Changyu's shoulder.

Xie Changyu's feet were faster.

After taking the person to Changfeng Garden, the government doctor arrived shortly afterwards.

Xie Changyu stood on the side of the bed, frowning as the doctor examined Qiu Huixian's wounds.

The doctor said: "The dagger is very sharp and the wound is a bit deep... Apply medicine and bandage first."

Qiu Huixian said weakly: "Thank you."

The doctor said "it should be done" and began to concentrate on treating the wound.

Although Qiu Huixian has experienced a lot in the past few years and has grown rapidly, she still can't bear to look at the wounds in her palms. Don't raise your eyes or look away.

When she raised her eyes, she realized that Xie Changyu was still standing beside the bed.

After getting up earlier, Qiu Huixian took Xie Changyu's clothes out and prepared a deep waistcoat for him, which happened to be gray and white.

At this time, the gray robe was also stained with a few strands of blood. Xie Changyu's eyebrows were tightened, and his whole face was gloomy.

Qiu Huixian hesitated and said subconsciously: "It's nothing serious..."

Xie Changyu stared at her with his cold eyes, "Don't talk."

Qiu Huixian pursed her lips and fell silent as expected.

I don't have the strength to speak out.

She leaned back, her body limp against the cushions.

The moment the medicinal wine touched the wound, Qiu Huixian suddenly hissed and straightened up.

The doctor sighed: "You have to be patient. Cleaning the wound will take some pains."

"Okay, okay I know!"

Qiu Huixian reluctantly nodded, sat upright, and didn't make a sound after that.

But her heavy breathing, her body swaying uncontrollably as the medicinal wine was applied to the wound, her pale face, and her tightly biting lower lip showed how unbearable she was at this moment.

Big drops of sweat rolled down her forehead, and soon even soaked her collar.

Xie Changyu, who had been standing by the bed, couldn't stand it anymore. He lifted his robe and came forward to sit next to her. While helping the doctor to hold Qiu Huixian's hand, he asked: "How long will it take?"

"soon."

The doctor said: "Just clean it and bandage it."

"Be careful, be quick with your hands and feet... be gentle."

While he was instructing the doctor, he held Qiu Huixian's injured hands steady so that she would not tremble in pain.

The other hand fell on the back of Qiu Huixian's head, pressed her cheek gently on his shoulder, and hooked his arm around her shoulder.

Xie Changyu said nothing more.

Just accompany him silently.

With their fingers connected to their hearts, Qiu Huixian was in severe pain, but she also knew that she could not move her hands, so she had to treat the wound carefully to avoid leaving any symptoms in the future.

And the man close to him, the warm and generous Huaibo, seemed to be the only place that could comfort the pain at present.

Unable to control herself, she kept leaning into his arms.

When the pain was extreme and he couldn't bear it anymore, he bit down on the clothes on Xie Changyu's shoulders.

It takes less than a cup of tea to treat a wound.

Qiu Priscilla felt that several hours had passed.

When the doctor said "Okay", stood up and left, and when Xie Changyu let go of her hands, she was completely exhausted, her arms even had no strength, and she let her hands fall.

Xie Changyu reacted sharply, reached out and held her wrist firmly.

Qiu Huixian said tremblingly: "Thank you."

Xie Changyu stared at her pale face and didn't say anything. He just held her arm tighter.

He hugged her silently, waiting for her to calm down.

At this time, Qiu Huixian could no longer care about her restraint and couldn't care about Yin'er, Cui'er, and Aunt Cui waiting by her side. The pain made her unable to think and had no strength to speak.

She closed her eyes and leaned in front of Xie Changyu.

Xie Changyu also hugged her silently and accompanied her silently.

He knew she was in severe pain and wanted to comfort her, but he was so clumsy that he didn't know how to comfort her.

No words can suppress the pain in my heart, right?

It would be fine if this injury happened to me... I have rough skin and thick flesh and can withstand the pain.

Xie Changyu lowered his head while thinking wildly, and touched Qiu Huixian's forehead with his lips, "It really hurts, just cry." (End of Chapter)