Close guards?

Mo Gongyin looked at Nancheng Xun with a frightened face, and said in astonishment: "Your Majesty, you want to make your ministers a close guard?" This is too unreasonable! ”

Make no mistake! Anyway, she's the prince of Mexico! Although his current identity is a proton, he won't be so sad, so be a guard! This is not the worst, what is even worse is that she has no martial arts now.

It's messed up, it's all messed up.

Nancheng Xun saw her somewhat frantic expression, her thin lips hooked lightly, and her word-by-word statement was clear: "It's not a seal, it's a demotion." I have also decided on this matter, so you should take care of your injuries and come over to be on duty as soon as possible. ”

The corners of Mo Gongyin's mouth twitched, holding back the injury, endure it, who called someone else the emperor? Who called this Nanjing? Who called her a proton of a country?

Biting his lip, he bit the word weakly: "Yes, my subordinates obey the order." ”

It's not a self-proclaimed minister but a subordinate, and the difference is a little too big! She wants to cry without tears, don't want to be so cheating on the rhythm of her father.

Nancheng Xun glanced at her with satisfaction, then turned around and walked towards the prison door, and instructed as he went: "Come on, take the ink guards back to Nanyuan to recuperate." ”

When he heard the three words Mo Guard in his mouth, Mo Gongyin had an urge to kill Nancheng Xun, which was definitely revenge.

As soon as Nancheng Xun walked out of the cell, two black-clothed secret guards walked in, and without any politeness, walked directly in front of her.

"Offended, Ink Guard." The two black-clothed guards were as cold as ice, but they spoke in unison.

She stared at them in amazement, and before she could react, she reached out and put her hands on her shoulders and dragged her out of the cell.

"Wait.... Pain..... Can you be gentle, lighter, it hurts! ”

She's about to die of depression, Mo Gongyin, who has no martial arts, can only wail, her ass, ass!

Being dragged out of death row like this has no image at all, but the two secret guards didn't let her show off on the road, but walked out of the cell and sent her back to Nanyuan.

When I arrived at Nanyuan, I threw it directly at the gate of Nanyuan, and the two dark guards disappeared.

Mo Gongyin was thrown to the ground, the wound on her buttocks had already been torn and bleeding, her eyes were dizzy in pain, and she was very weak without a trace of internal strength to protect her.

The ground was cold, her body trembled slightly, but she gritted her teeth and got up from the ground and knocked on the door.

She made a note of this hatred.

When he was about to reach out and knock on the door, the door automatically opened from the inside, and he leaned forward, dizzy for a while, but barely awake, but his strength was exhausted.

Zhan Shu heard the voice and cautiously came out to investigate, but he didn't expect that the moment he opened the door, when he saw that face, he exclaimed: "Your Highness..."

"Tan Yuan..... Tan Yuan.... Come out quickly, Your Highness is back. He shouted in the courtyard as he rushed into the house.

Hearing the voice, Tan Yuan ran out of the house, and when she saw Zhan Shu rushing in from the courtyard with Mo Gongyin in her arms, her eyes were red, and she hurriedly retreated to make way out.

She knew that the Dragon Lord would find a way to rescue His Highness.

After Zhan Shu entered the house, he put Mo Gongyin on the bed, and knew that she was injured, so he laid her face down, and his movements were cautious.

"Go get the medicine box, I'll boil hot water, you help His Highness clean the wound and bandage it again."

"Okay." Tan Yuan glanced at Mo Gongyin, who was lying on the bed with a pale face, raised her head and answered, and went to get the medicine box.

Zhan Shu is inconvenient for a man, so he can only do what he should do, and the rest can only be handed over to Tan Yuan to deal with.

Mo Gongyin lay on the warm and soft bed, her wrung eyebrows slowly stretched, and her dark voice called: "Tan Yuan...."

Tan Yuan ran over with the medicine box and knelt beside the bed: "Your Highness, the slave is here, is the wound painful?" This is the medicine. ”

Mo Gongyin raised his eyes to look at her, his peach blossom eyes flickered, he pursed his lips and said softly: "This palace is hungry." ”

As soon as Tan Yuan heard this, tears overflowed her eyes, sad and self-blaming; "Your Highness, it's all your fault that the slave maid is not good, he didn't take good care of you, and he made you suffer, the slave and maid should die!"

Mo Gongyin glanced at her weakly, and roared weakly; "Dead girl, this palace is not dead, you cry a fart! Wipe your worthless tears from this palace and go get something for this palace to eat. ”

"But your injuries haven't been treated yet? The slave and maid are called Zhanshu to get it, and the slave and maid will bandage the torn wound for you. Tan Yuan got up from the ground and walked outside.

His Royal Highness's temper is getting more and more irritable, and he used to speak softly, and his voice is good.

Mo Gongyin didn't know what Tan Yuan thought, otherwise she would definitely die of laughter, she has never been gentle. It's just because her gentle brother is too elegant and gentle, how can she deceive everyone if she doesn't act like a little bit.

At this time, she was like a prostration, she didn't want to move when she lay down, she waited for someone to serve, anyway, she didn't think about what to do next until she was full of food and drink!

As for Nancheng Xun, she can only take one step at a time, anyway, she won't tell him, now that she has no martial arts, it is better for someone to assassinate him, and it is best to kill him.

Tan Yuan went out to arrange Zhan Shu and then entered the house with hot water, waited in front of the bed, and saw that Mo Gongyin seemed to be asleep in a daze, so she took off her pants neatly, and saw the wound that had been treated and torn again, and the bloody flesh and blood were sticky to the pants, and she didn't dare to use force, otherwise she had to tear off a layer of skin and flesh, which could only be cut off little by little with scissors, and then washed with water, rubbed with ointment, and bandaged. Seeing that the wound was healed, Tan Yuan scrubbed her body with hot water, changed the official uniform into a clean robe, and then cleaned it up and brought in the porridge cooked by Zhan Shu.

Smelling the aroma of porridge, Mo Gongyin opened his eyes, his body was clean and refreshing, and the wound was not so painful, so he turned his body over, lay down comfortably, and drank the bowl of porridge again, feeling that his whole body had strength, and he was tired and comfortable to sleep.

After tossing all night, Tan Yuan was also tired, and when she saw that Mo Gongyin was asleep, she stayed by the bed and squinted for a while, until dawn, when a guest came to visit.

It's better to visit than to visit.

The person who came to visit the patient was Nancheng Ni, the princess of Nanguo, when she heard that Mo Gongyin was put on death row, she went to ask Nancheng Xun to spare Mo Gongyin, and took the initiative to find out who framed Mo Gongyin, although there was no result in the end, but she did it, she just wanted to return this man to a clean slate.

Because she was a princess, Zhan Shu did not stop her, but led Nancheng Ni into the house to wait, and he went to the bedroom to ask Mo Gongyin.

Mo Gongyin only came back in the middle of the night last night, and tossed for an hour before falling asleep, and he was still sleeping at this time?

In the dormitory, Tan Yuan was a little flattered when she heard that the eldest princess was coming to visit her, and she was also a little puzzled, their Royal Highness and the princess had no friendship! Looking down at the sleeping Mo Gongyin, she really couldn't bear to wake up, so she had to bite the bullet and tell the princess that their Royal Highness was not in good health and couldn't greet her.

In the hall, Nan Chengni sat on the main seat in a purple dress and sipped tea, but she didn't show impatience, quietly waiting for Mo Gongyin to appear. There was a hint of a sweet smile hidden in that delicate face, and she was a little nervous thinking that she would be able to see Mo Gongyin immediately.

Tan Yuan walked in from the outside without hurry, and quickly knelt respectfully in the center of the hall and saluted to Nanchengni; "The slave has seen the eldest princess."

Nancheng Ni looked out of the door, didn't see the person he wanted to see, lowered his eyes and squinted at Tan Yuan who was kneeling on the ground, and said in surprise; "Your Highness! Don't come to see Hongu? ”

Tan Yuan continued to kneel and said; "Qiqi eldest princess, Your Royal Highness was punished yesterday, and it rained again, and her body is very weak, and she can't get out of bed and ask the eldest princess for peace."

"What, can't get out of bed? Is it that serious? Nancheng Ni was a little anxious when she heard this, and stood up.