After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 405 Gu Xiang, Are You Alright?
"The subordinates didn't dare to look for the imperial doctor in the palace, but the doctor outside."

"Kill it." He said two words coldly, and when Ye Wu turned around, he said two words coldly, "The whole family."

Ye Wu nodded, "Don't worry, Your Highness, this subordinate will definitely do a clean job."

Nan Rong didn't speak any more, but slowly opened his underwear, and then untied the gauze.

As the gauze faded, a word clearly appeared on the chest: Yin!

His chest was suffocated, and a fishy sweetness came from his throat in an instant.

"Your Highness, the doctor said that you are in a hurry. At this moment, you must not get angry again." Ye Zhao said hastily. He has never seen His Highness being so angry.

To be taken away by a man, this kind of thing, no one can say it, let alone His Royal Highness.

If this matter is known, it will definitely become an indelible stain.

It is impossible for a prince who has such humiliation, let alone the throne, to sit firmly on the crown prince.

Only blame, that Yin Jiuqing is too obscene and vicious!

"Bring the dagger!" Nan Rong's eyes were deep and dark, as if melting into the dark night sky, and he couldn't see his fingers.

Ye Zhao glanced at him in horror, his knees softened, and he knelt down again, "Your Highness, the future will be long, as long as you live, there will be a day of revenge, so don't let yourself get overwhelmed."

"Give the dagger to Ben Gong!" In a word, Nan Rong yelled out almost with all his strength, with a ferocious face and a hoarse voice.

Due to excessive force, the wound on his chest opened slightly again, and Bobo's blood flowed out, dyeing his pure white inner clothes red.

Due to his fury at the moment, Ye Zhao didn't dare to persist, and handed the dagger stiffly.

Nan Rong took the dagger from his hand, and stabbed at the place where the word 'Yin' was engraved on his chest without thinking.

"Uh!" A burst of sharp pain hit him, he gritted his teeth to hold back, his eyes gradually became covered with a layer of bloodthirsty ice-cold.

This pain was given to him by Yin Jiuqing, and one day, he would pay it back with interest.

Ye Zhao looked at him in shock, as if he didn't expect that he would be so decisive.

Ever since he was a child, His Highness has always been held in the palm of the Empress' Empress, and he has never experienced even small bumps, not to mention the pain of cutting off his flesh abruptly.

The dagger slashed deeply against the heart, and forcibly cut off the flesh of that 'Yin', and was thrown to the ground by him in disgust.

In an instant, blood flowed profusely.

Beads of sweat dripped down tirelessly on his pale face.

Ye Zhao didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and immediately rushed out of the room, sending someone to invite the best doctor in the city.

……

Royal Palace.

Just as Gu Qingyu got off the carriage, a courtier greeted him friendly: "Master Gu, are you alright?"

"Gu Xiang, the emperor is sympathetic to you and asked you to rest more. Why did you come to court so soon?"

Gu Qingyu: "..."

Seeing the sympathetic expressions on the faces of the former ministers, the man's face immediately sank, and it was cold.

Wei Li sighed helplessly, what exactly is the master doing now, does he still know?
Taking a step forward, he knelt down on one knee, "Master, then Yin Jiuqing doesn't want you to treat each other like this, you like this... like this..."

There are some things that Wei Li really can't say.

The man's eyes didn't even stay on him, and he walked towards the palace as soon as he took a long leg, ignoring him as nothing.

(End of this chapter)