Chapter Seventy-Six: The King's Woman, The King's Own Discipline

Slowly raised his head, only to see the demon pinching Zhao Qinmeng's wrist that was about to fall. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

That look is not an exaggeration to describe it as angry.

With a slight "click", Zhao Qinmeng let out a terrible scream, and his wrist was broken.

Seeing this scene, I no longer held on, in fact, I had no strength in my body at all.

I only heard Dugu Ran Che Yizheng say: "This king's woman, this king disciplines himself, and it is not your turn to interfere!" ā€

Then I fell into a warm embrace.

It's a good "hero saves beauty", but this one, I don't know if he saved me or I saved him......

When I woke up again, I felt a tingling pain in my back, and someone was medicating medicated.

The gentle gesture gently applied the ointment to my back, and instantly a cool sensation penetrated my skin. The pain disappeared a lot.

I can't help but guess who is the person who is taking the medicine, the medical skills are so superb, and the feel is very good.

"Open your eyes when you wake up, this king doesn't like you to hide in the dark." A cold word knocked me back to reality.

The person on his back is none other than Dugu Dyeche.

Opened his eyes and glanced back at him. A piece of green silk was scattered casually on his shoulders, and the robe was only tied around his waist casually, revealing a large patch of spring light on his chest.

"Don't look at this king with that kind of eyes, you can strip away the doctor who gave you medicine, there is no one but this king." The hand was skillfully drugged on my back, his eyes focused on my wound, but the words were still lightly picked.

I turned around and lay down, no longer looking at him, but I was thinking in my heart, and he saw through my mind again...... How did he know that I had doubts in my heart?

After all the injuries on his back, arms, and thighs were treated, Dugu Ran Che said slowly: "This ointment is the secret recipe of this king, it is cool and pain-relieving, and does not leave scars. It's just ......"

"But what?" I wonder, isn't there a sequelae?

"But I've wronged this king, I can't touch you these days."

Demons are demons after all......

"Thank you, master." didn't know how to pick up his obscenities, so he simply changed the conversation.

"No thanks, this king knows that you have a grudge in your heart." Dugu Ranche gently covered my back with a layer of clean gauze, and then covered me with a brocade quilt, "This king is also a last resort." If you are not badly wounded, the king will not be able to cure their sins. ā€

"So has the prince figured out how to punish them?" Only when I asked did I know that it was a vain question. The man in front of him is Dugu Ranche, how to punish him, shouldn't this be a question that has been thought about before acting? Or rather, I tried my best, but I just helped him achieve this.

"Sin is not death, but this king will let them pack up and leave." Dugu Ranche's slender fingers picked up the broken hair on my sideburns and pulled it to the back of my head, "The credit for this time belongs to you, and in the future, no one will dare to touch you in this mansion." ā€

On the surface, it is indeed as the demon said, but is it really so?

Is the quiet Ling Baguio really free of evil intentions? Is the sleek Yun Wanqi hateless towards me? The simple Gu Ting'er loves Dugu Dye Che so deeply, who can guarantee that she won't turn her face with me? What's more, there are also the demonic wife Concubine Tong and the ruthless Fang Youmin......