"Ah! You want to harm me? Cousin Prince, why don't you call me a doctor? What did you ask him to do for me?" Nangong Yunwu was weak and injured by a sword, looking at the young marshal Linghu. Yes, she was terrified and guilty.
When Prince Duanmu came in, he took off the veils of the two men in black, and he knew what was going on at a glance! He straightened his face and asked, "If you don't want to die, let him treat you! What's wrong with you lying on his bed? Do you know these two men in black?"
"Of course I don't know each other!" Nangong Yunwu wanted to deny it, but she was too confident at the time, thinking that killing Linghu Shuiyue would be an easy task, and the killers were her two confidants.
Prince Duanmu picked up one of the men in black and asked Nangong Yunwu angrily, "Don't you dare to say that you don't know this person?"
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Linghu Shuiyue said: "Prince Duanmu, these two people just fainted temporarily, if you bring back my medicine, I can wake them up immediately."
"No need! These two people are here to kill Marshal Linghu, and they hurt Princess Yunwu. They deserve death! Drag them out! Cut them off!" Prince Duanmu wanted to see if Nangong Yunwu would do it. Let him cut off her two capable confidantes.
In the end, Nangong Yunwu didn't say a word, watching the two confidantes being dragged out with heartache.
"I don't want your fake kindness! Get out of here! Let someone else bandage my wound." Nangong Yunwu was heartbroken that her two confidantes had been chopped off and there was no place to vent her anger, so she took out the young commander Linghu and lost her temper.
Marshal Linghu bandaged Nangong Yunwu's wound quietly: "As long as I see someone injured, I will have a fit of compassion and a disease. Even if it is a cat or a dog, I will bandage it."
Nangong Yunwu's eyes burst into flames, but the fact made her focus on the unparalleled pretty face of Young Marshal Linghu. This face is more beautiful than the Duanmu Prince she has always admired, and it is easy to fascinate women at a glance.
"If Marshal Linghu hadn't rescued you, you would have lost your life. This prince is the one who repays kindness and revenge, and you, Nangong Yunwu, are better than me?"
Nangong Yunwu twisted her face and said, "How do I know if he will poison my wound?"
Linghu Shuiyue hooked her lips and sneered: "Hehe! Not only do I want to sprinkle poison on your wound, but I also want to put some insects in it, so that the poisonous insects can bite you day and night!"
Upon hearing this, Nangong Yunwu snorted coldly and said, "Do you dare? You are a prisoner now, and I can kill you at any time!"
"I don't dare, but the gods dare!" Linghu Shuiyue pointed to the roof and said intentionally, "Have Princess Yunwu ever heard a saying that if you do many unrighteous deeds, you will die yourself? That is to say, if you do If there are too many bad things, God will accept her!"
Nangong Yunwu thought that these two people were originally called by her to kill Young Marshal Linghu, but the swords fell on her body. If it wasn't for the silver needle of Young Marshal Linghu, she might have died already!
Although there were some coincidences among them, this coincidence really made her feel creepy! When her venomous and beautiful eyes stared at Young Marshal Linghu, he squinted and smiled lightly at Young Marshal Linghu with his indifferent and clear eyes, which made her gasp with anger, and the wound made her stop her teeth and grin.
Young Marshal Linghu seemed indifferent like light smoke, but the clarity in his eyes was as clear as water between heaven and earth. This Young Commander Linghu is obviously a captive, and should be humble, but that playful smile like Haoyue, calmly disregarding life and death, seems to be a handsome man who is not worth laughing at, and he is so ashamed that she becomes awkward and willful. open face.