Lord, please adopt!

Chapter 22 Bandaging the Wound
For such flustered, He Jingmo himself was surprised.

After all, for a person like him who has put life and death out of the question for a long time, even if he died, he would not blink or panic.

But now, he was flustered.

Just because of the kitten that fell into his arms...

For such a feeling, He Jingmo himself finds it inconceivable.

But now, it's not the time for him to think about other things.

Feeling that his body had regained his strength, He Jingmo sat up from the ground with a 'chuckle'.

After He Jingmo sat up, he didn't pay attention to the arrow wound on his shoulder, because now, all his thoughts were on the little cat in his arms.

First, he reached out his hand to detect the breath of the kitten in his arms, and after feeling that the kitten was still angry, He Jingmo only felt that the heart that was hanging high was a little more relaxed.

Thinking about it, this little cat fainted because of excessive blood loss...

Thinking of this, He Jingmo's deep cold eyes could not help flashing a pity and heartache that he himself had never noticed...

Sweeping cold eyes, seeing the bright red blood on the kitten's furry paws, He Jingmo's beautiful sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

Followed by a big hand.

With a 'hiss', He Jingmo had torn off his hem, and then carefully held the wound on his arm for the kitten in his arms.

The man's actions were so gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting the kitten in his arms.

When Ye Xing and the others arrived in a hurry, what they saw was the scene in front of them——

In front of his eyes, corpses were strewn all over the field, blood flowed into rivers, and even the wind that blew past carried a bloody smell that made one's scalp tingle.

Here, it is like a hell on earth!
However, right in the middle of this corpse-strewn field, a man in black robe sat there quietly, lowered his head and closed his eyes, carefully holding the wound on his arm for the kitten in his arms.

The man's black robe is like ink, and his long hair is like water, flowing straight down.

The sun was soft and gently shrouded the man's body, making the originally icy man look softer.

On the man's arm, there is also a bow and arrow, which makes people look shocking.

It's just that the man didn't seem to notice it, he just concentrated on bandaging the wound on his arm for the kitten in his arms.

Between the brows, there is a bit of distress and pity...

Seeing this, not to mention the shock of everyone around, even Ye Xing was even more shocked!

You must know that in the entire Eastern Imperial Kingdom, no one knows anyone. The Seven Lords of the Eastern Imperial Kingdom are indifferent and ruthless.

However, this living Yan Luo is now so gentle to bandage the wound of a kitten! ?
This is really...

Could it be that they are a collective hell! ?

Seeing this, the surrounding people were even more dumbfounded and stunned. For a while, they didn't react.

In the end, it was Ye Xing who came back to his senses the fastest, and then, he took a step forward and hurried towards He Jingmo.

Seeing the arrow wound on the man's arm again, Ye Xing frowned slightly, then without thinking about it, immediately knelt down on one knee and said in a deep voice.

"My lord, please forgive me! The subordinates didn't do enough to protect you, they came late, and you got hurt, lord..."

When Ye Xing spoke, the guilt and apology in his tone was even more difficult to conceal.

After all, he is the bodyguard of the seventh prince, responsible for protecting the prince's safety, but now, he has injured the prince...

Compared to Ye Xing, who was full of guilt and remorse, the others knelt down on the ground together, their faces full of guilt and remorse.

(End of this chapter)