Because of the injury, the wound was like a cone-like pain, so that Ye Ningge couldn't finish the words at once for a while, she paused, and continued to speak, "Anyway, if it weren't for the ...... You saved me, and I would have ...... long ago I'm dead, and speaking of which, my life...... It's still yours, and besides, I know it...... He died of great sins...... It's good. ”

"Little junior sister, what are you talking about!" When An Ruoyan heard this, his heart was extremely uncomfortable, and he held on to Nangong Jin's sword and refused to let go, he was afraid that if he was not careful, the little junior sister would die under Nangong Jin's sword.

In the stalemate, a long cut was made in his palm, and blood flowed.

Nangong Jin suddenly urged the internal force, and a strong force gently shook An Ruoyan's body away. In the next second, his beautiful pupils were instantly dyed with an endless black, and it was cold, and the sharp Cold Moon Sword was instantly withdrawn from Mu Ying's chest, and blood flowed immediately.

"Senior Brother Yan, you take her away, I am in the same door with her, I can not kill her." After a pause, he continued to speak, "I don't care if you are Ye Ningge or Mu Ying, you can go, I don't want to see you." ”

After speaking, Nangong Jinruyu's fingertips turned blue-white, and his hands were clenched tightly, and they seemed to be pale and weak.

In fact, hurting Ye Ningge, he also hurts.

The pain of the mother just now, the dying appearance, seems to be still vivid, so that he can't forget it, the kind of injury that hurts to the extreme, the pain that hurts so much that he can't breathe, the phenomenon that there is no pulse, how can he not be afraid? How can he not be frightened? How could he forgive her?

In fact, the sword that stabbed her was a last resort. Now I don't know if she can cure her mother and concubine, and whether she can let her mother return to Anyang Mansion in good health! After all, his mother has suffered too much.

Nightshade, I hope you don't make me despair.

At this time, the courtyard was silent, and even the wind seemed to have stopped blowing.

"Hehe......" half-sounded, Ye Ningge suddenly laughed lowly, her laughter was very light, as light as catkins, this silent courtyard was resounding with Ye Ningge's light and clear laughter, her laughter floated through the beautiful plum blossoms, sprinkled in every corner of the courtyard, low, deep.

After laughing, Ye Ningge turned around, never looked at others again, and flew away.

Qingliu and Qingpiao, who were hidden in the shadows, hesitated for a moment, and after glancing at their master Nangong Jin, Qingliu also flew away.

"Brother, the concubine...... What will happen? Nangong Yao was also uncomfortable in her heart, she looked at her brother in a daze.

Sister Muying, I'm sorry, I can't forgive you now, after all, that's my mother, my most important person.

"Yao'er, go back to the Anyang Palace, concubine...... It's going to be fine, believe it...... She's it! Nangong Jin muttered, looking down at the pool of blood left on the ground by Ye Ningge, it was so red that it stabbed his eyes and his heart, it was left by his Cold Moon Sword, it was left by his most beloved woman, evidence of the rupture! Evidence of love!

An Ruoyan looked at Nangong Jin like this, he had never seen him so depressed, so he couldn't help but walk over, comforted him and said, "Senior Brother Jin, you don't care too much, I want little junior sister...... Ye Ningge also wants you to stab her with a sword, in this way, her heart may be a little better, with her current martial arts cultivation, that sword will not hurt her roots. Moreover, Ye Ningge herself is a person with superb medical skills, although the wound of the Cold Moon Sword is not easy to treat, but the wound on Tang Qinxin's face, didn't she cure it? So she still has a way. ”

When Nangong Jin heard this, he looked at An Ruoyan quietly, his dull tone was mixed with a hint of emotion and a hint of happiness, he really didn't know how to face his mother concubine like this, as well as Ye Ningge.

"No, in fact, I had the idea of killing her just now, and my mother's tortured and dying appearance just now seemed to have completely left me and Yao'er. Senior Brother Yan, do you know? The appearance of my mother's concubine kept replaying in my mind, I was very scared, although I was called the first son in the world, and my medical skills were excellent, but all along, I didn't have any solution to Huagui poison, so I really wanted to kill her just now, and I even had the idea of killing her, although I would hurt here. ”

After Nangong Jin finished speaking, he pointed to his heart, paused, and continued to speak, "But fortunately, Senior Brother Yan, you came in time and stopped me, didn't let me kill Ye Ningge, and didn't make me regret it for the rest of my life." This time, Senior Brother really wants to thank you. ”

An Ruoyan smiled lightly when she heard this, and finally did the right thing for her senior brother and sister!

He looked at the pool of blood on the ground, and then said in a low voice, "Actually, little junior sister...... Ye Ningge is also very tired now, and she is not feeling well now! As the young palace master of the Night Demon Palace, now the whereabouts of the palace master are unknown, and she has the night butterfly and the secret of the flower death, she has more responsibilities on her shoulders than you and I imagined, although her martial arts have recovered, and now it is not just anyone who can hurt her, but, are we ...... Should we put aside our prejudices and help her? After all...... She's our little sister! ”

Hearing this, Nangong Jin glanced at the Cold Moon Sword in his hand, his eyes flashed, and he didn't speak again, and the small courtyard fell silent again for a while.

The sky was pitch black, as if it had just been dyed with black juice, and occasionally a few star-like round meteors streaked across the sky, shedding a few bits of light.

On the silent earth, every qiē seems to be shrouded in this desolate and quiet moonlight, as if time is stuck, the silence is just a little sound of the leaves rubbing occasionally, time seems to have never been so quiet, or perhaps, the night should be so quiet and quiet, everyone fell asleep.

"Young Palace Master, how are your injuries?" Back in the inn, Ye Ningge was covered in blood and pale, and his subordinate Ye Ming couldn't help but ask.

"I'm fine, Yeming, you go to the next room to look at Princess Anyang, see how she is, and dissolve this pill into the potion and give it to Princess Anyang to drink."

Ye Ningge immediately returned to the bed and sat cross-legged, and took out a light green pill from his bosom and handed it to the subordinate beside him. After a pause, she spoke again, "Go and call Yelan in." ”

"Yes, Young Palace Master. But...... Young Palace Master, is this Butterfly Pill? Young palace master, this butterfly pill is very precious, there are not a few left, do you want to give it to Princess Anyang? ”

A subordinate named Yeming is also one of Ye Ningge's henchmen, so he naturally recognizes what that pill is! He looked at his master in disbelief.

"Without this pill, Princess Anyang would not have woken up. It's okay, go ahead. Ye Ningge said lightly, unable to hear what she was.

"Yes, young palace master, my subordinates will do it immediately." Yeming no longer talks nonsense, he understands his master's temper, and orders him to just carry it out.

"Miss, I'll go and boil medicine for you! You take a rest, I'll tell Miss to get up when the medicine is ready. ”

After Yelan came in, she saw Ye Ningge, who was covered in blood, pale face, and endured pain, and felt pain in her heart. She had just heard that it was the son of Nangong who stabbed him with the Cold Moon Sword.

However, doesn't Nangong Shizi love Miss very much? Why did he hurt Miss? When she saw the three-inch-deep wound on her master's chest, Yelan couldn't help but think, Miss is afraid that it hurts, right? The pain is not only physical, but also mental!

Nangong Shizi and Miss, is this a complete break? So is it still possible for the Shen family master?

"Go boil the medicine! Then when I come back, Princess Anyang's poison can no longer be delayed, and I am not confident that I can completely cure her now. ”

After Ye Ningge finished speaking, she got up and went back to the inner room, changing into clean clothes. When I turned around, I saw Yelan standing there stunned, "What's wrong with you?" Why can't it go down yet? ”

"Miss, you can't go, your injuries haven't healed yet......" Yelan's words were interrupted by Ye Ningge.

"Stop...... Don't talk about it, Lan'er, if Princess Anyang passes tonight and her poison hasn't been unraveled, she will really die. When the time comes, even the night butterfly plus the assistance of Hua Yan's internal force will be useless and useless, and it won't save her, do you understand? If I don't save her, she will die at my hands, at the hands of my Night Song! ”

Ye Ningge endured the pain in her chest, and left the room without hesitation after speaking, and came to the next room to visit Princess Anyang.

At this time, Princess Anyang had already woken up, but her face was pale, she looked spiritless, and she was weak.

"Princess."

The sudden voice startled Princess Anyang, who was immersed in her own world just now. She remembered that she was suddenly poisoned, and she couldn't bear the extreme pain, and fell into a coma after seeing her son Nangong Jin's weak, painful, and frightened expression.

When she woke up, she saw a strange young man standing in the room, but no matter what she said, the strange young man did not react, which made her feel that it was a mute, and it was not long before the strange man left the room.

When she raised her head, when she saw the girl her son liked, her frightened expression immediately changed, she looked at Mu Ying gently, and said suspiciously, "Shadow? Where is this? How could we be here at such a late hour? What about Jin'er? ”

Ye Ningge looked at Princess Anyang, and suddenly didn't know where to start. Princess Anyang, if you knew that I was the one who made the flower and poisoned and framed you, would you still talk to me so gently?