Chapter Ninety-Seven: A Rare Rage
Acupuncture is a very profound skill, and it always has miraculous effects, and with the ever-changing force of Ling Baguio's hand, the pain in my chest that was blocked was actually gone. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Can acupuncture still detoxify?
"These injections are to relieve your pain, and your poison has been cured by the prince." One word broke my mind.
"Sister Xie helps." I would like to express my gratitude.
"No need, I'm just doing things for the prince." Ling Biyao was blunt, "Okay, you just recuperate, I will administer needles to you every day in the future, and after seven days, you will be cured." ”
I bow my head, which counts as thanks.
I vaguely feel that Ling Biyao is a person like me, and there is a kind of arrogance in her bones, so I won't say much about the world.
"Also," Ling Biyao, who had just taken a step, turned around again, "You persuade the prince, for Concubine Tong, it's better to be more leisurely, and it will be useful to keep her background in the future." ”
"What happened to Concubine Tong?" I don't understand.
"This ...... You'd better ask the prince yourself. After speaking, Ling Biyao left with the brocade box.
After the injection, my body was really not so uncomfortable, and I propped myself up and straightened my clothes.
Dugu Zhanche should be out there and will be coming in soon.
Sure enough, when he came in with a black face, I felt a thick murderous aura.
"This damn woman!" He walked over to my bedside and examined my body, "This king must break her body into ten thousand pieces!" ”
A rare rage, Dugu Ranche has always hidden his heart very well, and rarely reveals his true temperament.
I like to see him like this, glaring angrily, and there is no hypocrisy in his eyes.
In fact, we all understand that he and I are both people with true temperament, but we are trapped by the world, and we bury that true temperament in a corner that others can't see.
"Why is the prince so angry?" I asked tepidly.
"For you." Dugu Dye Che is also refreshing.
"For the night?"
"Don't forget, you are not only Ye Tianye, but also the dead soldier of this king!"
"Hahaha......" I laughed, laughing wildly.
It's not sarcasm, it's not self-pity, it's just really funny.
"Laughing at what?" Dugu Ranche regained his anger and returned to his ruthless appearance.
"Nothing." I also smiled, "What happened to Sister Cai, the prince?" Even Sister Baguio came to me to intercede? ”
"Ling Biyao pleaded?" Dugu Dye Che seemed to be a little surprised.
I bowed my head, but I didn't really want to know. That woman wants me to die, why should I care about her?
It's just that I want to know where Dugu Ranche's bottom line is.
Dugu Ran Che suddenly reached out and pinched my chin, and his violent face approached little by little: "Don't pretend to be friends with those stupid women, don't show eyes that can see through everything in front of this king, don't think that this king is reluctant to let you die!" ”
I slowly raised my head and looked directly into Dugu's reddish eyes, and for some reason, there was a kind of triumphant joy in my heart. Although I know that with my current strength, I will never be able to defeat him.
"Of course, the prince is willing to die at night. The night is always just a chess piece for the prince. ”
"Hmm......" Dugu Zhanche didn't open his mouth, but I clearly heard the whispering in his throat, and a dangerous breath came to my face, but I was not afraid.