Prince Jing's Mansion.
Yan Qingxuan helped Jun Qingxuan change her clothes and stared at her in a daze, his eyes full of complexity that he didn't even understand.
He raised his hand and caressed the scratched little face, sighed softly, turned around and took a bottle of ointment, and carefully applied the ointment on the wounds bit by bit.
The slight tingling sensation made Jun Qingxuan frown slightly, and she opened her eyes drowsily, meeting a pair of concerned eyes.
My heart suddenly felt sour, and a sense of grievance welled up in my heart.
"Qingxuan..."
Jun Qingxuan suddenly threw herself into Yan Qingxuan's arms and hugged him tightly, tears falling from her eyes one by one.
Even though Ji Qiuyue had just beaten her, she didn't want to cry, but when she saw him, she could no longer suppress the grievance in her heart.
The boiling tears burned his heart. Yan Qingxuan pulled the thin quilt and wrapped her completely in his arms.
"Be careful of catching a cold."
The gentle voice hit her heart again, and Jun Qingxuan raised her teary eyes, "Why don't you ask what happened?"
Yan Qingxuan raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"I trust you."
Those few words made Jun Qingxuan's heart shake violently.
She stared blankly at the handsome and innocent man in front of her, her heart sinking a little. He always had this ability, as if ever since she met him, she had been surrounded by the web he had woven, and her people and her heart were... Can't get out anymore.
She reached out and hooked his neck, kissed his thin lips, and traced his lip line little by little, with endless temptation.
Yan Qingxuan's breathing suddenly became heavier, and he quickly grabbed the rebellious uvula and attacked the city instead of the host.
The kiss became more and more intense, like a fire on the grassland that turned into a sea of fire in just a moment.
Yan Qingxuan pressed Jun Qingxuan under him, and his hands kept moving around her body.
Jun Qingxuan's mind was in chaos, her heart was beating wildly, and she went to unbutton Yan Qingxuan's clothes with trembling hands.
The slight chill in his chest brought Yan Qingxuan back to his senses instantly, and he reached out to grab Jun Qingxuan's little hand, with a flash of annoyance in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, you... you should go to bed early."
Yan Qingxuan said, got up from Jun Qingxuan, turned around and got out of bed.
"Don't leave, okay?" I don't know where the courage came from, Jun Qingxuan hugged Yan Qingxuan, and there was a hint of prayer in her low voice.
The softness on his back felt like an electric shock, and waves of heat surged to his lower abdomen. Yan Qingxuan stiffened and took off the small hands from his waist.
"Get some rest early." Yan Qingxuan said, got into the wheelchair and left the room.
Jun Qingxuan looked at Yan Qingxuan's back, hugging her knees aggrievedly and huddled up.
Why
Why doesn't he just want to touch her? He obviously has feelings for her, doesn't he
It's not that he doesn't want to touch her, and it's not that he doesn't love her, but why doesn't he want to touch her
Sitting in the cold water, Yan Qingxuan's mind kept thinking about the enchanting figure beneath him.
Shaking his head, Yan Qingxuan clenched his hands into fists.
He can't, he can't hurt her...
In the carriage, Yan Mosang held Liang Sheng tightly in his arms.
"Cold?"
Yan Moshang asked with concern, while using Xuanqi to help dry her clothes and hair.
Liang Sheng lay obediently in his arms, motionless.
"Sister-in-law, she..."
Liang Sheng couldn't help but frown when she thought of the cinnabar mole on Jun Qingxuan's arm.
Yan Moshang's eyes flickered and he smoothed Liang Sheng's hair behind his ears.
"My eldest sister-in-law was Yan Shengyuan's fiancée before. Before they got married, her father Wang Junxi, who had a different surname, died in battle. Then the whole Jun family was wiped out. My eldest sister-in-law was rescued by her eldest brother. Not long after, Yan Shengyuan broke off the engagement. My father originally disagreed. But then I didn’t know why I agreed, Yan Shengyuan broke off the engagement and married Ji Qiuyue, and my eldest sister-in-law also married my eldest brother."
Liang Sheng frowned slightly, it turned out that her sister-in-law had experienced so many things.
The most disgusting thing is Yan Shengyuan. He broke off the engagement when his sister-in-law was in the most painful time, and now he is still pestering her.
"Brother, he loves my sister-in-law, right?" Liang Sheng raised her eyes and looked at Yan Mosang expectantly.
Looking at Liang Sheng with a serious look on his face, Yan Mosang suddenly smiled.
"I don't know if my eldest sister-in-law loves my eldest brother, but I know that my eldest brother must love my eldest sister-in-law."
No one knows better than him what the eldest brother has paid for his sister-in-law.
Liang Sheng nodded.
With the eldest brother here, the eldest sister-in-law will definitely be happy.
Suddenly, several rays of mysterious energy attacked the carriage from all directions.
Yan Moshang's eyes flashed, and he immediately hugged Liang Sheng and flew out from the roof of the car.
"Boom..."
As soon as the two people left the carriage, the carriage was smashed to pieces.
Yan Moshang looked at the black-clad killer in front of him coldly, and was about to summon the Soul Control Sword, but was stopped by Liang Sheng.
"I'll do it." His current physical condition is not suitable for using Xuan Qi at all.
Liang Sheng said, and without waiting for Yan Moshang's reaction, he summoned the Purple Ming Sword and rushed out.
Liang Sheng's cultivation level is naturally not low, and it is very easy to deal with those killers in black.
Slowly, Yan Mosang's worried heart relaxed.
Looking at Liang Sheng, who was flying like a purple butterfly among the killers in black, Yan Mosang's eyes flashed.
She was really good, so good that he felt it was unreal, so good that he felt scared and afraid of losing her.
Suddenly, a sharp sword stabbed Yan Moshang's heart, and Liang Sheng was shocked.
"careful… "
Kicking away the black-clothed killer in front of him, Liang Sheng flew in front of Yan Moshang and blocked the sharp sword.
Soon, Liang Sheng started fighting with the masked man in black.
Liang Sheng frowned after just a few moves.
The cultivation level of this black-clothed and masked man is very high, much higher than the cultivation level of the previous killers.
Liang Sheng raised her eyes and met a pair of familiar black eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.
At this moment, Liang Sheng forgot that she was fighting. Her eyes, heart, and mind were all filled with those black eyes filled with gratitude and despair.
"Pu..." The sword pierced his heart.
"Xiao Si'er..."
Yan Moshang's heart stopped for a moment and he flew forward to catch Liang Sheng who was falling.
Liang Sheng looked at the masked man in black with a sad face, his eyes full of grievance and sadness.
The masked man in black did not expect that Liang Sheng would suddenly stop, nor did he expect that he would be heartbroken and blame himself when he saw those sad purple eyes.
Looking at Liang Sheng covered in blood, Yan Mosang was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.
He suddenly raised his hand and struck hard at the masked man in black, but was hugged tightly by Liang Sheng.
"Don't hurt him..."
One sentence made the angry aura in Yan Mosang's body become even crazier.
The masked man in black also frowned and looked at Liang Sheng strangely.
Why should she defend him? Why does she give him a familiar feeling? Who is she
Feeling that Liang Sheng's breath was getting weaker and weaker, Yan Moshang stopped staying and immediately picked her up and ran towards the Ghost King's Mansion.
"Boss, are you still chasing me?" The remaining killers in black got up from the ground and looked at the masked man in black and asked.
The masked man in black looked at the two people's backs and disappeared into the darkness, and said for a long time, "You are not allowed to chase these two people again in the future."
"But..." The black-clothed killer frowned, looking puzzled.
The masked man in black raised his hand, "I will explain to the employer."
"Xiao Si'er, please be patient, we will arrive at the Ghost King's Mansion soon." Yan Mosang ran while looking at Liang Sheng, who was breathing weakly, with distress.
"Pfft..." Liang Sheng spat out a mouthful of blood.
Looking at the dark blood stains, Yan Mosang was shocked, "You have been poisoned."
Then he glanced at Liang Sheng's heart, only to find that there was no black color at the edge of the wound. He quickly thought of something and frowned suddenly, "That tea is poisonous."
"Why did you drink the tea when you knew it was poisonous?" Yan Mosang stared at Liang Sheng anxiously and angrily.
Liang Sheng reluctantly twitched the corner of her mouth, "Because I can't prepare the antidote."
"So you tested the poison with yourself!" Yan Mosang suddenly raised his voice.
At this moment, Yan Mosang's voice was not only trembling, but his heart was also trembling.
Feeling Yan Moshang's anger, Liang Sheng's eyes flashed, "I'll be fine. Have you forgotten that I'm a doctor?"
After hurriedly flying into the Ghost King's Mansion, Yan Moshang carried Liang Sheng directly into Nanyuan.
"Jiang Yi!"
Hearing the call, Jiang Yi rushed over.
Seeing Liang Sheng covered in blood, Jiang Yi was shocked, "Wang...Princess, what's wrong with this?"
Zi Su and Bai Kou were also startled by this posture.
"Send to the imperial doctor quickly." Yan Moshang carefully put Liang Sheng on the bed and ordered without looking back.
"Yes, yes, old slave, go right now."
Jiang Yi came to his senses and ran out immediately.
Looking at Liang Sheng who fell into a coma, Yan Mosang's heart felt like it was sinking into an abyss.
The imperial doctor arrived soon. After taking Liang Sheng's pulse, his face turned pale.
"How about it?"
Looking at the imperial doctor with a bad expression, Yan Mosang's heart suddenly sank.
Upon hearing the question, the imperial doctor's heart trembled and he immediately knelt down.
"Sixth Prince, please express your condolences. The princess has no way to save her."
As expected, this ghost king is a master of his wife. I originally thought that Miss Shui San was lucky, but I didn't expect that something would happen just a month later.
"Fart." Yan Moshang became angry when he heard this. He raised his foot and kicked the imperial doctor fiercely, "If you don't know how to read, get out of here."
The imperial doctor was kicked to the ground, but he did not dare to complain and immediately ran out in despair.
Yan Moshang sat dejectedly on the edge of the bed, raising his hand and caressing his pale face.
Don't let anything happen, don't let anything happen, please...
"My lord, do you still want to see the imperial doctor?" Looking at Liang Sheng who was unconscious, Jiang Yi felt uncomfortable.
The princess is very nice, kind and smart, especially to the prince. I hope she is okay.
"Go to Jian's house to find Jian Yuheng."
Thinking of Jian Yuheng, hope rekindled in Yan Mosang's eyes.
"yes."
When it comes to Lingyue Miracle Doctor Jian Yuheng, Jiang Yi also looks hopeful.
At this moment, Liang Sheng felt as if she was being sucked into a huge black whirlpool. No matter how hard she tried, she could not escape and could only sink endlessly along with the black whirlpool.
"Ayan..."
Unconscious murmurs reached Yan Mosang's ears, and his heart throbbed suddenly.
"I am here."
Yan Moshang held Liang Sheng's hand, but found that her palm was hot.
She was shocked and immediately raised her hand to touch her forehead.
The scalding heat made Yan Moshang frown and said, "Get a basin of warm water."
"yes."
Zi Su immediately agreed and soon came in with a basin of warm water.
"Everyone get out."
When Zi Su and Bai Kou heard the order, they immediately retreated.
Yan Moshang untied Liang Sheng's clothes, carefully wiped her wound, then applied medicine and bandaged the wound.
Just when Yan Mosang was helping Liang Sheng change clothes, a silver light flashed and a silver flesh ball suddenly appeared in front of Yan Mosang.