The merciless prince goes to court

Chapter 64
Chapter 70
Just pinching her fingers, she didn't die so easily, Hong Xiang sneered, looking at the red Gong Ning hanging outside.

In fact, it would be better to die... that would be the end of it all.

"En... lord... lord..." With a shrill voice, there was a man's heavy panting in the red wedding room, inside the red brocade.

"However, this king has missed you for many years, so naturally he won't leave so easily." At this time, his already gentle face was stained with evil, which made Lu Qingran blush and heartbeat She really didn't expect that such a serious and gentle man would be like this among bed brothers...

"My lord, how did you know Ran'er?" Lu Qingran bit her red lips lightly, but was kissed by Duan Xiye, strong and passionate, "Don't do this, my king will feel bad..." Duan Xiye Stretching out his hand, he didn't know where to take out a purse, but Lu Qingran gasped, "We'll continue later." His scorching breath sprayed on her ear, making her twitching. The body trembled again.

Duan Xiye straightened his body and opened the purse in his hand.

"But do you still remember this?" He gently stroked Lu Qingran's red lips with his fingertips, and pinned the hosta in Lu Qingran's hair.

"This was given to me by Ran Er, and now I will return it to you... However, this Qing Ran is yours, and everything that belongs to this king is yours..." And he said, Lu Qing Then she exclaimed, finally knowing what she wanted to know.

A man has done so many things for his own sake, and it would be false to say that she is not moved, so she knows what she wants in the future, and that is to have this man, to have this man forever.

Here there is passion and passion, but in another place, it is extremely miserable.

The woman on the ground moved her lips slightly...

"Sanggong...help me..." A drop of tears suddenly overflowed from the corner of her eyes, and fell down her pale face, and her hands were bloody.

Duan Xiye sat up suddenly, there were tears on his forehead, he didn't know what kind of feeling it was, but his heart was beating wildly.

"My lord, what's the matter?" A pair of extremely beautiful hands stretched out...

"It's okay, go to sleep." He lay down again, but for some reason, there was always a feeling of loss in his heart, but why.It's different now...

He hugged the woman in his arms tightly, squinted his eyes, what was he thinking, this is what he wanted for so many years, and finally got it, and he must hold on to it.

He cherishes the present woman, but he has long forgotten the woman in the past, and let her fend for herself...

It is really self-defeating.

A pair of bloody hands moved slightly, but under that pale face, only black eyelashes became the only color.The black night was full of dark colors again, until a pair of black boots stood beside her, she still maintained that movement.

The man's black black clothes seemed to have merged with the night, only the corners of his clothes kept fluttering at his feet, drifting through an excessive coldness, just like the current autumn wind, with a bit of coldness Desolate, toned down the injury of autumn.

He squatted down, hugged the woman who was only breathing on the ground, and then disappeared in this place in a flash. In this cold courtyard, there was no life at all, only that side The candlestick, burning out the last bit of candle tears, went out in an instant, and this place was completely melted into the night.

seems to be asleep...

The doctor kept shaking his head, staring at the pair of bloody hands, he didn't even want to take a second look, "I don't know who did this, how can you treat a delicate girl like this, her bones are almost broken, However, it is certain that the meridian is injured, and it is impossible to say how it will recover in the future, and it can only depend on her good fortune." The old doctor kept shaking his head and sighing, but the movements of his hands did not stop. He carefully cleaned An Ningxin's fingers with medicinal wine, but the ten fingers really connected to the heart. Even though she was unconscious at this time, she was still in pain. As long as she moved her fingers, her body There will be a spasm, and the creases between the eyebrows will become more.

"Can her hand recover?" The man's blunt voice was filled with natural indifference. The old doctor was wrapped in a bandage, and his hand movements paused slightly, "The old man is not talented, and he can only let the girl's injury heal. As for the muscles and bones, it depends on her recovery ability, if she is an imperial doctor in the palace, it may be better, if she meets a legendary doctor, then everything may be cured."

The old doctor said with a sigh, he didn't depreciate himself, but it was true.

But the man just pressed his lips tightly, those two possibilities are simply not possible.

It is impossible for the imperial doctor to treat her unless it is the prince, but now that the prince has a new concubine and is in a state of deep love, how could he ask the imperial doctor for her, and her own injury was caused by the prince, and He couldn't find a miracle doctor at all. It is said that it is not so easy to enter that person's Valley of miracle doctors. What's more, whether to save or not depends on his mood. What's more, there is an unwritten rule there. To be saved, it is not saved by great kindness, and it is not saved unless it is a thousand pieces of gold.

He closed his eyes, and in silence, there were only those ten red and swollen fingers, maybe in the future, he would never be able to hold a needle or thread again.

"Okay, I've done everything the old man can do, and I've seen everything I can see. You still have a few pictures of medicine that you can bring back. After you boil it, give it to her to drink. If she can't stand the pain, just let her bear it. There is no other way." The old doctor packed the medicine box, looked at those hands again, shook his head and sighed heavily, he has practiced medicine for many years, and he has never seen such a serious injury, these hands, I am afraid, are ruined.

"Thank you." A heavy voice came, and the old doctor just picked up his own medicine box, "This strong man doesn't need to say thank you anymore, I am ashamed." The old doctor shook his head and sighed, just walked out, blamed Strange, this girl's grief is too heavy, and his is not good at learning, so...

(End of this chapter)