Chapter Seventy-One: The Pain of Scraping the Bones

The moment Shen Lian shook his head, there was a pain in his lower abdomen, and Lu Qingling ejected it with his strength, opening up a distance from him.

The moment the hairpin fell, she quickly fell down like a butterfly with folded wings, but there was no panic on her face, but a slight smile.

Shen Lian's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and the Yin Owl's eyebrows were full of murderous intent.

Spread out her palm, it was a wooden hairpin she had dropped, very cheap, with plum blossom marks carved on it.

Looking at the direction in which Lu Qingling fell, Shen Lian snorted coldly, let her go for the time being today, if you want to kill her, there will be many opportunities in the future.

There was a loud bang, and the roof of the Jin Palace's mansion was smashed into a huge hole by a person who fell from the sky.

When he fell, Lu Qingling thought about all kinds of ugly postures, but he didn't expect that he actually fell into the warm pool, and the splash of water disturbed the atmosphere of the room.

With a popping sound, Lu Qingling subconsciously grabbed the things around him that could be grasped, but he never thought that the things in his hands would change in size, and they were so hot!

The man in the water suddenly stiffened, and his originally white ears quickly turned a pale pink.

There was a lot of water poured into the chest, Lu Qingling didn't know the nature of water, and after a while, he felt that his chest cavity was squeezed by an external force, and it was almost about to burst.

She had to treat the thing in her hand as a life-saving straw and grasp it hard, Chu Xinglie never expected that when she took a bath, a person would fall from the sky.

Through the blurred water, she vaguely saw the man's angry face, and at that moment, Chu Xinglie also saw her appearance clearly.

The blood in the pool fainted, and her consciousness seemed to be about to dissipate, her hands lost their strength, and her body gradually sank.

A pair of powerful arms encircled the woman's slender waist, and her face pressed against his chest, a little cornus burning red.

He grabbed her chin and stepped up slightly, the soft and wet touch on his lips, and the fresh air was injected into his chest, Lu Qingling suddenly opened his eyes, as if he wanted to break free.

The man grabbed her hand and cut it behind him, and when he tasted the sweetness, he didn't want to let go.

Her eyes were full of the outline of the man, and the scars on her face were hideous and ugly, and she suddenly stopped struggling and let it rise and fall.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from far and near, he grabbed Lu Qingling's waist and jumped out of the water, and at the moment when the guards broke through the door, he pulled through the layers of veils and wrapped himself and Lu Qingling tightly.

And hid her face in her chest so that no one could see it.

"Your Highness, just now did you break in?!"

Shang Lu rushed in and asked eagerly, and the next second he suddenly froze, the room was in a mess, the mist was filled, and the person in his arms was a woman!

Chu Xinglie's face sank: "Presumptuous, get out!" ”

"There are no assassins, no one is allowed to break into this place without the king's orders!"

Shang Lu hesitantly glanced at the person in his arms, and finally retreated silently.

After leaving with a group of guards, Chu Xinglie quickly returned to his room with someone in his arms and placed her on the soft Luohan bed.

They ripped the clothes off her shoulders, revealing the bloody wounds.

"Damn! Who hurt you! ”

He gasped, his dark eyes churning with an indescribable murderous aura.

The smell of blood filled the air, releasing a smell of rust.

His nerves were very tense, and he estimated that if Lu Qingling said a word, he would be able to immediately pick up a knife and go out to kill people.

Lu Qingling grabbed his wrist, his face turned slightly pale, and he was a little struggling.

A few days ago, I was injured in the main hall, and now I was injured by that mysterious man, it seems that she has recently committed Tai Sui, and she has to go to the temple to worship another day.

"I'm fine, you go get some spirits and bone knives."

She took a painful breath of cold air, the iron chain was poisonous, the poison of the famous flower, although it couldn't kill her, but it could make her hurt worse than death.

Chu Xinglie quickly brought something, Lu Qingling gritted his teeth, took a sip of strong wine and sprayed it on the wound, and put the knife on the fire to roast it for a while.

He used a bone scraper to dig up all the tender meat around it.

"Qingqing!"

Rao is such a big man as Chu Xinglie, seeing this technique, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

How can any woman treat herself like this, most of them are delicate and expensive, and they are never willing to hurt themselves by half a point, and now this meat, if you say that you will scrape, you will scrape!

The bleeding can't be stopped!

Half of his arms were stained blood-red, shockingly.

"His weapon has been quenched with flower poison, and if I don't remove the flesh around the wound, my arm will be useless in less than half an hour."

Her teeth were trembling, and cold sweat was falling down in large pieces.

I don't know what kind of powder she sprinkled on herself, the bleeding stopped, but the pain was still there.

Her aching face was completely bloodless, and the green tendons on her forehead were rising one by one.

Chu Xinglie hugged her tightly.

"If it hurts, you will bite this king!"

Lu Qingling was in a terrible pain, biting him on the shoulder, his mouth was filled with his blood, and she fainted with blood.

When the powder was completely integrated, the pain was relieved.

Chu Xinglie brought hot water and gently wiped the blood on his arm, Shang Lu smelled the bloody breath, and seemed to have expected something, so he ordered someone to wait outside.

But as soon as Chu Xinglie gave an order, someone immediately sent something over, but he was not allowed to take a look in the room.

It was already the middle of the night, Lu Qingling couldn't sleep in pain, Chu Xinglie held her hand, watching her wounds slowly heal, although the speed was very slow, it was also a speed visible to the naked eye.

Her wounds can heal on their own?!

Chu Xinglie suppressed the doubts in his heart and watched her slowly fall asleep, only then did he notice that there was an extra golden bracelet on her wrist, and in that bracelet, there seemed to be a small blood strand like a hair swimming away.

It was just a flash of thought, and it was gone.

Chu Xinglie only regarded it as his own hallucination and didn't care.

The General's Mansion suffered a great change last night, and Emperor Ruiqing ordered the master of Ouchi to go to protect Lu Mingming's safety, and the whole city was under martial law to search for suspicious people.

Early in the morning, Lu Mengming was woken up by the noise outside.

"His Royal Highness the King of Jin, the old slave is just acting on orders."

"Last night, someone saw the assassin running in the direction of the palace, and then he lost his trace, and the emperor asked the old slave to come and search, naturally for the sake of your safety, isn't it?"

It was the white-faced bearded old eunuch again, with a lofty posture.

Chu Xunfeng hurriedly came in from outside the palace, and when he saw the hole that was smashed out by Lu Qingling last night, his eyebrows jumped fiercely.

Could it be that the assassin last night was really hiding in the Jin Palace?

It's just that why is the search now?

"Uncle Huang, are you okay?" Chu Xunfeng asked worriedly, and glanced at him.