Chapter 161, Covering Up the Wound

Did she ever think about hurting him?

Yes, she had thought about it countless times, even every day and night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

But when the sword was against his chest, and the damage was in sight, she realized that the past was nothing but the hatred she had imposed on herself.

She raised her eyes and met King Qi's eyes.

At this time, she actually wanted King Qi to hate her, at least after she was poisoned, she could leave King Qi alone.

"Your Highness......"

After a long time of staring at each other, and after a long silence, she uttered these two words.

Brother Junsheng, who was scurrying on the tip of his heart, couldn't say these words.

"Kill me! Qing'er, you don't even want to call me Brother Junsheng, or simply call you, you can't do it! Alive...... It's torture too! ā€

King Qi's eyes suddenly hollowed, and then he stabbed his sword into his chest.

At that moment, there was no sound, not even the sound of a sharp sword piercing into the skin. All that was left was the sound of each other's deep and shallow breaths.

Then blood stained the white placket of King Qi's chest.

Qi Qing'er screamed heartbreakingly, "Don't! ā€

There was no time to shed tears, she struggled to throw away the Qingyun Sword in her hand, "Brother Junsheng, don't!" Then there was the sound of the sword body falling to the ground, accompanied by Qi Qing'er's scream.

When King Qi stabbed himself in the chest, he grabbed the sword body, and he couldn't control the power well. Qi Qing'er pulled the hilt of the sword, and at the moment when the head of the sword stabbed into King Qi's chest, he withdrew the sword and threw it to the ground.

"Didn't you want to kill me?! Qi Qing'er! King Qi didn't care about the sword wound in his chest at all, and he didn't know where to provoke the anger, he raised his hand and slapped it on the wall behind Qi Qing'er.

Hold Qi Qing'er in front of him.

Qi Qing'er swept in a panic towards the blood-red mark on King Qi's chest, which was getting bigger and bigger.

It turned out that when she really hurt him, she herself was so painful.

"It's not! I thought about killing you, hurting you....... but I couldn't! Can't do it! Qi Qing'er was on King Qi's chest, dancing and crying loudly.

She felt a pair of warm hands, tightening her little by little. She buried her head in King Qi's black hair hanging on her right shoulder, and finally broke through the last line of defense in her heart, reached out and hugged King Qi's waist, and hugged him with all the strength she had left.

"Shall we examine the wound?" Qi Qing'er used her fingertips to feel the curve of King Qi's back.

This is the first time in her life that she has embraced King Qi.

But in such a situation.

King Qi was more than half a head taller than Qi Qing'er, he raised his hand and touched the blood stains in Qi Qing'er's black hair, and then kissed her black hair, and said, "This injury is nothing." ā€

"Check it out, the bleeding must stop!" Qi Qing'er opened her hand lightly.

King Qi had no intention of letting go.

are all ready to die, do they still care about this injury?

However, at this time, the door of the study was suddenly opened.

Qi Qing'er and King Qi, who were hugging each other, had not yet been able to react. Qi Qing'er suddenly felt pain in her arm, and then the whole person was pushed away by a slender and powerful hand.

Like a gust of wind, it took less than a second for this person to push Qi Qing'er away from the door of the study to King Qi.

Qi Qing'er couldn't stand firmly, but fortunately she was very close to the wall, and her back fell against the wall, making a muffled sound.

She hurriedly pressed her hand to her chest, forcibly suppressing the colic and cough in her heart.

When he raised his eyes again, he saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl properly protecting King Qi's body, "I don't allow you to hurt my brother!" ā€

The girl heard someone screaming in her room.

rushed into King Qi's study and saw the bloody Qingyun Sword on the ground, so he concluded that Qi Qing'er wanted to hurt King Qi.

She quickly turned around and glanced at the sword wound on King Qi's chest, and then made a defensive posture and said, "Brother, you are outstanding in martial arts, how could you stab such a powerless woman!" ā€

How could Qi Qing'er not recognize this fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

That day, she visited King Qi's Mansion at night, and the fifteen or sixteen-year-old back she saw when she left was the girl in front of her.

Qi Qing'er raised her eyes and looked at the girl.

Suddenly, there was a violent tremor in her heart.

The girl and King Qi really look alike, and it seems that there is only a gender gap in the likeness.

She once thought that King Qi had not married so far, because he liked fans like Chu Qinge and the girl in front of him.

I don't like to be a prince with a wife in front of people.,I just like to have fun behind my back.怂

A few days ago, Chu Qinge cried to her about her admiration for King Qi.

She found out that Chu Qinge was not a fan of King Qi, but just a person who had been favored by King Qi.

And now, when she looked at the girl in front of her.

The softest part of her heart was suddenly stirred.

This girl is undoubtedly King Qi's younger sister, and her young and nervous face is also like King Qi's mother, Yang Yiji.

It turned out that the misunderstanding of King Qi after returning to Beijing was just made up by her alone.

It turned out that King Qi really hasn't married yet, and he hasn't ...... so far

Is it all to wait for her?

Qi Qing'er quickly glanced at King Qi's eyes, and finally landed on King Qi's wound.

"Yanan, it's none of your business here, you leave immediately." King Qi removed Yanan's hand that was protecting his chest, and told her to leave in the tone of his brother ordering his sister.

Ran Yanan is a child who is extremely lacking in family affection.

At this time, how could she possibly watch her only relative hurt, "Who is she, brother, why did you let her hurt you like this." I'm not going! I'm not going to leave if she's here! ā€

Yanan who came out of the cold palace was not stubborn, she stretched out her hand again, protected King Qi, and glared at Qi Qing'er deadly.

It seems that Qi Qing'er is a demon of the mixed world and will take her only relative away.

Qi Qing'er only leaned against the wall and didn't speak.

The misunderstanding was resolved too late, if it had been earlier, would she have believed King Qi a little more, and perhaps took the initiative to explain her identity to King Qi after returning to Beijing?

Tell King Qi loudly that she needs his help.

It's just that now, life is almost gone, and there is nothing to talk about.

King Qi took a deep breath, his eyes never took off Qi Qing'er, and he pulled down Yanan's hand on his chest again, "Yanan, don't be so disobedient, she won't hurt your brother." ā€

Yanan was holding on to the corner of King Qi's clothes, and when his hand was pulled down, he didn't let go.

King Qi was already thinly dressed, and when she was pulled like this, the wound on his chest was quickly revealed from the thin silk bedrobe that was as thin as light hair.

Such a vague wound was unusually striking in the dim candlelight.

King Qi quickly grabbed one side of the neckline, so that the bed clothes were lightly draped over his shoulders. He suddenly said angrily to Yanan: "You go back to my room for me now, and I am not allowed to come out until dawn!" ā€

Yanan shrank back in fright.

This was the first time that King Qi was angry with her since she came to King Qi's mansion.

She quickly looked at Qi Qing'er, and saw that she was holding one hand to her chest, and her face was also ugly, not like someone who could hurt King Qi.

Gritted his teeth, hid the grievances on his face, and stumbled out of King Qi's study.

After seeing Yanan leave, King Qi hurriedly pulled up his robe to cover the wound on his chest.

However, no matter how fast he moved, Qi Qing'er still saw it and saw it clearly.

There was only one wound in his chest, except for the sword that Qi Qing'er had just stabbed, and the sword that Qi Qing'er remembered, which was stabbed by Yan Song on the lonely mountain.

At the location of the heart, there is a distinct purple mark, the size of a thumb.

Qi Qing'er obviously felt that King Qi was deliberately covering up this purple mark. (To be continued.) )