There was only a sound of silk tearing beside his ears, and Dongfang Jing cut a very deep wound on Zongzheng Fusu's arm, and the bright red blood flowed out quickly, which was particularly eye-catching!
Zongzheng Fusu looked at her and smiled, then suddenly held her wrist with his backhand, and said with thin lips, "Sanmei, I didn't expect you to hate me so much. How is he better than me? You value him so much." ?”
"He's better than you everywhere." Dongfang Jing's eyes were cold, and she cherished words like gold. As long as she thinks of what Murong Qian has done to her in the past three days, she can't wait to draw a few more knives on him! But this body is Wuyou's body after all, even if she hated Murong Qianjue so much, she still couldn't kill him.
"Hehehehe! Good, good!" Zongzheng Fu Su Langlang laughed out loud, his heart twitching endlessly.
Probably the mind was severely injured, and the main character who finally woke up, after several ups and downs, was swallowed up by the oncoming darkness again.
After a while, Zongzheng Fusu let go of Dongfang Jing's hand, tilted his head, and fell into a deep sleep.
Dongmei was startled, and exclaimed, "Master, my lord..."
"He's fine, bring the gauze here." Dongfang Jing checked the man's injuries, as long as the poison of Qiye Naihe Grass doesn't take effect, he won't die for a while. He probably passed out because he was too tired!
"Yes." Dongmei agreed, and then took out some white gauze from under the table, soaked it in the wine, and handed it to Dongfang Jing.
Dongfang Jing glanced at the man's wound, seeing the blood continuously flowing out, but she couldn't understand the anger in her heart at all. Instead, the lump in the left chest was soft and dull pain, the feeling was just like when she Poisoning Wuyou is the same as when forcing Wuyou to jump down from the top of Nine Yi Mountain!
Dongfang Jing was upset, and helped the man on the bed to bandage the wound in two or three strokes.
Zongzheng Fusu closed his eyes tightly, and his consciousness became more and more blurred. He clearly saw that he was trapped in a demon lock tower that couldn't see the sun!
In the dark pagoda, there are ghosts and ghosts everywhere.
Murong Qianjue's voice rang clearly above his head, "Zongzheng Fusu, how are you? You should hear clearly now, right? Zhongli Wanyun, the man she liked from the beginning is me, Murong Qianjue! You stand against me! Murong Qianjue's name has dominated Zhongli Wanyun for so long, don't you feel guilty?!"
Guilty...
Zongzheng Fusu admitted that he felt guilty from the very beginning. It's just that he always thought that after getting along for such a long time, he must have a way to influence the other party. Even if the third sister liked Murong Qianjue at the beginning, but after marriage, the person who gets along with her day and night is him! People's hearts are full of flesh, isn't the third sister not shaken at all? !
It turns out that he was wrong!
The third sister has never wavered!
Just like Ah Jing loved Yu Chimo to the bottom of his heart, he thought that it would take three years to change Ah Jing, but after three years, Ah Jing could still send Yuchi Wuyou into the palace for the man who no longer loved her. Abi hell!
"Zongzheng Fusu, how does it feel to be a stand-in? Hehehehe!" Murong Qianjue laughed lightly from above his head, "If I remember correctly, His Royal Highness Prince Gong said earlier that you are the most What I hate is being used as a substitute by others! Even if the person who misunderstood you is Zhongli Wanyun, you can't... right?"