79. 【81】 Do you hurt a lot?

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Hearing Li Haihan's assurance, the anger in Qian Wenxuan's heart calmed down a little, that Xiao Si might have been in a hurry when she saw that Langyue was imprisoned in Dali Temple, thinking that he would not live long, she knew that the demon was not such an easily injured person.

The cell door opened, Qian Wenxuan went all the way unimpeded, Li Haihan respectfully pointed to the locked cell door in front of him, "My lord, this son is inside." "Take it back with you.

Qian Wenxuan stretched out her hand to push open the prison door, and when she saw the person inside who was soaked in blood, her breathing couldn't help but tighten, and the whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning, and there was a dull pain in her heart.

Li Haihan opened his mouth wide in surprise, looking at this scene incredulously, this, what's going on? She had obviously confessed to taking good care of this man, this, how could a good person suddenly become like this!!

Li Haihan looked at Qian Wenxuan with a frightened expression, and knelt down as soon as his legs became weak, "Great, my lord, Xia Guan really doesn't know what's going on." Ask the adults to be clear. ”

didn't have time to care about Li Haihan, who was kneeling on the ground, Qianwen Xuan strode to Zisang Langyue with a cold face, and his white hand trembled and stroked his shoulder, "Make, Langyue?" ”

Hearing this, Zisang Lang Yuese shrank a little, and the hair on his forehead fell down scatteredly, covering his face, and Qian Wenxuan only saw that his lips were tightly pursed, revealing a weak paleness. Qianwenxuan cautiously approached him, and reached out to take him into his arms, "Rongyue, it's okay, it's okay......" Qianwenxuan's voice had a tremor that she couldn't even detect, it turned out that this man was here to send a letter for help, but he was ......

Qian Wenxuan only felt a throbbing pain in her heart, and she couldn't tell why.

"Wife, it's okay to get the moon." A weak voice squeezed out of the pale lips, hoarse.

Behind him, Li Haihan's eyes widened in horror, this man is the husband of the prime minister? Looking at Zisang Langyue's bloodstained appearance, Li Haihan only felt that the sky had fallen, looking at the attitude of the prime minister, it seemed that he cared about this man, so wouldn't she......

"Let's go home." Qian Wenxuan picked up Zisang Langyue, completely ignoring his dirty appearance, and came to the door of the prison, Li Haihan shrank back, his face was sweaty, and looked at Qian Wenxuan timidly, "My lord?" ”

"Lord Li, you'd better give this official an explanation!" After speaking, he snorted coldly and walked out.

The guards in the prison were also surprised, they obviously didn't do anything to this man? Why is this all of a sudden?

His eyes inadvertently opened a slit, Zisang Langyue's eyes flashed with a gleam, looking radiant, the landlord Qianwenxuan's slender waist with his arms tightened, feeling his strength, Qianwenxuan frowned, and his eyes were worried, "Rongyue, are you in pain?" ”

He shook his head weakly, and his hoarse voice overflowed again: "It's okay to make the moon, as long as you are with your wife, it won't hurt." ”

Qian Wenxuan opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything, just quickened her pace.

Back at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Qian Wenxuan immediately called someone to call Mu Cangyun over, looking at the man covered in blood on the bed, Mu Cangyun glared at Qian Wenxuan hatefully, the disgust in his eyes was especially obvious, he knew that women have no heart, wouldn't she be sad to torture a delicate man like this?

Mu Cangyun came to the couch and pushed Qian Wenxuan away, "You go out." ”

Hearing this, Qianwenxuan frowned, "Why should I go out?" ”

"I'm not going to be able to show you here." Can he say that she has affected the mood of this son, who must not want to see her because she has tortured him like this.

Qianwenxuan's brows furrowed even tighter, and after looking at Zisang Langyue deeply, she walked out without saying anything.

Glaring hatefully at the direction in which Qian Wenxuan went out, Mu Cangyun squatted beside Zisang Langyue and said softly: "Childe, I will treat you now, but I have to take off your clothes first." "Wow, Mu Cangyun came to Zisang Langyue's neckline with one hand, and just as he was about to take it off, his wrist was held by a beautiful hand, and his wrist was almost crushed with great force.

Mu Cangyun raised his head and looked at him in surprise, "Childe, don't worry, I ......"

The words stopped abruptly, because the person who was lying on the bed and dying had already shaken off his hand at this time, and slowly stood up from the bed, and the beautiful and bewitching phoenix eyes were looking at him unhappily.

"Eventful!" Zisang Langyue's eyes burst out with an extremely unhappy look, this man, how did he act when he drove her out, how did he make her feel distressed.

Mu Cangyun looked at Zisang Langyue blankly, and after a while, he suddenly came back to his senses, "You're not injured~~~" Mu Cangyun's tail voice suddenly raised, and his eyes stared at Zisang Rongyue in fear, Zisang Langyue looked at him expressionlessly, "If you say the wrong thing later, this will be your fate." As he spoke, the long sword in his hand moved slightly, and he saw that the green bonsai behind him was immediately cut in half, half of which fell to the ground from the sword body, and half of it grew tenaciously in the basin.

Mu Cangyun looked at Zisang Langyue dumbfounded, and nodded violently, he was sure that this man must have been harmed by that woman, so he would pretend to be seriously injured and come to take revenge.

Seeing the man compromise, Zisang Langyue snorted coldly and put away the long sword in his hand, and went to the hot spring to bathe after a familiar detour.

When Qianwenxuan came in again, Zisang Langyue had already changed into a clean underwear, Mu Cangyun stood aside with a stiff expression, and when she saw Qianwenxuan coming in, Zisang Rongyue opened a pair of phoenix eyes with great "difficulty", "Wife, you are here." ”

"Lane Yue, are you hungry?" Qian Wenxuan stepped forward and reached out to brush the hair on his forehead, with worry in his eyes.

Mu Cangyun looked at the person who was still domineering a second ago, but at this moment, he was as fragile as a person on the verge of death, with such superb acting skills, no wonder this woman would be deceived.

"Langyue is not hungry, Langyue just wants to stay with his wife." Zisang Langyue's words were sincere and extremely emotional, but Qianwenxuan's eyes stayed on the collarbone that was inadvertently exposed, and her brows were tightly furrowed, here, she clearly remembered that there was an extremely eye-catching scar when she hugged him in prison, and looked at Mu Cangyun suspiciously, she believed that even in the clever medical book, the scar could not be removed immediately, not to mention, the same doctor, the same injury, why the shallow scar is still there.

Qian Wenxuan pulled the quilt for Zisang Langyue and looked at Mu Cangyun: "How is his injury?" ”

Hearing this, Mu Cangyun glanced at Zisang Langyue, and saw that his seductive phoenix eyes were staring at him tightly, and he couldn't help but tremble, "He, he, he is very seriously injured, very serious, and he has to be with him all the time." ”

"Really?" Qian Wenxuan asked softly, the faint voice was extremely soft, as if she was asking herself. Fingers inadvertently caught Zisang Langyue's pulse, a flash of anger flashed in Qianwenxuan's eyes, his pulse was beating strongly, extremely thick, where was there a little bit of injury, not to mention his dying appearance, when she lived with the master in the early years, because the master was weak, she learned a little bit with a lang.

Retracting her hand, Qian Wenxuan stood up, the worry on her face no longer existed, replaced by a cold glow, her eyes were seriously projected on Zisang Rongyue's face, and she said, "Rongyue, what do you think of me?" ”

"Huh?" I didn't expect Qianwenxuan to suddenly ask like this, Zisang Langyue was stunned for a moment, and then said with a weak face: "What is the wife talking about?" ”

"Say what?" Qianwenxuan sneered, took a step forward, lifted the quilt suddenly, and rudely ripped off Zisang Langyue's clothes, the skin that entered the eyes was white and delicate, faintly glowing with soft light, where is this injured person, both of them were shocked by Qianwenxuan's sudden move, Zisang Langyue looked at Qianwenxuan in a daze, since he realized that now, he had never seen her angry, she was always cold and calm, as if nothing could provoke her emotions.

Now, she would be so angry because she had deceived her, Zisang Langyue lowered her head a little decadently, it seems that she still doesn't have any weight in her heart, if it is...... Is it Immaculate, will she be like this? He thought, she must not be flawless, in the end, it is still his son Sang Langyue who has no ability to let her take herself to heart.

Qian Wenxuan took a deep breath, regained her usual indifference, she turned around, facing the door, and saw that the pear blossoms in the courtyard were falling with the wind, there was a kind of tragic poignancy, just like her mood at the moment, no one knew how anxious she was when she heard that he was in prison, and no one would understand how her heart throbbed when she saw his bloodstained appearance, how anxious she was.

She was full of worries, full of guilt, and in the end, it was just another clumsy attack by his son Sang Langyue.

"Zisang Langyue, no matter how you act, it won't help, I'm going to get married." Saying that, Qian Wenxuan turned around and looked at Zisang Langyue's pale face with burning eyes, "I want to marry Qianqing as a husband." ”

Hearing this, Zisang Langyue didn't say anything, didn't jump like thunder, but the hand was clenched tightly, and his shoulders trembled because of forbearance, and after that, Zisang Rongyue raised a bewitching face to the bones, and looked at Qianwenxuan with a smile on his face: "Rongyue knows." ”

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