Chu Yangcheng's divine thought almost immediately asked, "What about Pink Die'er's true soul?"

Shen Yixue sighed silently, and even her divine thoughts had a hint of gloom: "Fan Die'er, he is just an ordinary person, and he won't hinder you, so why do you bother to target him everywhere?"

Chu Yangcheng sneered: "It's not that I'm targeting him everywhere, it's that he has to target me everywhere! In the final analysis, it's all because of you!"

Shen Yixue naturally knew that it was because of her, thinking of what had happened since she met Chu Yangcheng, Fan Die'er really seemed to be guarding against Chu Yangcheng.

"So," Shen Yixue thought for a while, and still asked with divine thoughts, "What was your original purpose?"

"My original purpose ......" Chu Yangcheng said this, his mind paused suddenly, and then just before Shen Yixue could react, he suddenly let out a miserable scream and rolled down from the soft collapse!

At the same time as he screamed, Shen Yixue suddenly felt that the surroundings of the tent suddenly returned to normal!

The sound of birdsong, footsteps, and the rustle of the wind through the forest leaves, all poured in in an instant, so vivid, so bright!

Her mind could easily pass through the tent and sense everything outside. At the same time, the sound of the outside came in through the tent.

Just now, this tent, which seemed to be cut off from its surroundings, suddenly returned to its original position at this moment!

Empress Lingxin appeared at the door of the tent with two entourages, and happened to see Chu Yangcheng, whose blood was soaked in bandages, rolling all the way to Shen Yixue's feet!

Chu Yangcheng stretched out his two bandaged arms and grabbed Shen Yixue's ankles at once: "Shen ...... Miss Shen, I don't want to offend you......"

Behind him was the empress Lingxin and two entourages, Shen Yixue had no way to retreat, and subconsciously raised her foot to avoid one of Chu Yangcheng's arms, but in a panic, she tripped over his other arm, shook her body, and fell headlong!

However, these actions fell in the eyes of Empress Lingxin and the two entourages, but it was more like Shen Yixue raised her foot and kicked Chu Yangcheng's arm away, avoiding the other party!

Empress Lingxin's brows furrowed, but she couldn't see the emotional ups and downs that were too right, and only yelled at the two entourages behind her: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you go and help the national teacher to the soft collapse?!"

Shen Yixue's heart was racing, and she suddenly took the lead, took advantage of the situation to turn around, bent down to support Chu Yangcheng on the ground, and said at the same time: "Master Chu, although it is said that men and women are not kissed, but if you insist on this, how can I check your injuries for you?"

Empress Lingxin paused for a moment, and a trace of hope slowly appeared in her eyes: "Xue'er, do you want to check the injury for Chu Guoshi?"

Shen Yixue nodded matter-of-factly, and the movements in her hands were slow, and the two entourages happened to step forward at this moment, one left and one right, and put Chu Yangcheng, who was covered in blood, to the soft collapse again.

"But Chu Guoshi didn't agree," Shen Yixue said helplessly, "It was said that men and women were not kissed, and I just got closer, so he desperately hid." Now it seems that although Chu Guoshi is seriously injured, he still has the strength to roll down from the soft collapse!"

This remark was originally thought up by Shen Yixue temporarily, but what was wrong was that before Shen Yixue came, Chu Yangcheng turned away the empress Lingxin from the tent on the grounds that "there is a difference between monarchs and ministers" and "men and women are not kissed".

Otherwise, Empress Lingxin was obviously already suspicious of Shen Yixue and Shan Tianying, why was she still outside the tent and didn't follow Shen Yixue in?

Chu Yangcheng obviously didn't expect Shen Yixue to come up with such a reason in the end, he was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth and found that he couldn't refute it, so he simply gasped in pain and "fainted" again.

Seeing this, Shen Yixue immediately pulled out the Jialan Ice Spirit Needle on his head, and stabbed towards Chu Yangcheng with a colorful cold light!

Lingxin was taken aback by Shen Yixue's actions again, and lost her voice: "Xue'er-"

After the Jialan Ice Spirit Needle in Shen Yixue's hand was infused with chaotic qi, it could attack and save people, all depending on her intentions, and at this moment, she made an expression that was very eager and didn't hear Lingxin's words clearly, and that colorful cold light stabbed Chu Yangcheng violently!

Chu Yangcheng's body shook and convulsed suddenly, but Shen Yixue could clearly feel that the trace of chaotic qi wrapped in the chill of ice and snow was like a stone sinking into the sea after it submerged in Chu Yangcheng's body!

"Xue'er, what are you doing?" Empress Lingxin's face changed.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, so fast that people didn't have time to react, Shen Yixue didn't even have time to think about the reason, and she heard the empress Lingxin's low roar with a slight anger.

Shen Yixue could only put away the Jialan Ice Spirit Needle, and at the same time suppressed the shock in her heart, and arched her hand towards Lingxin: "I'm saving people." ”

Empress Lingxin frowned and said, "Save people, are there you like this to save people?"

Shen Yixue sighed and made a helpless look, "It seems that Your Majesty is really a noble person who forgets things, and even I am used to using silver needles to save people, have you forgotten?"

She looked down at the bandages on Chu Yangcheng's body, which were already completely stained red with blood, and looked sincere: "I want to use a silver needle to help him stop the bleeding." I didn't have a silver needle to take advantage of for a while, so I used the hairpin on my head. ”

- Lingxin naturally didn't know what the Jialan Ice Spirit Needle was, so Shen Yixue simply used the name hairpin, saving more trouble to explain.

"At the beginning, in the British Palace, didn't I just use silver needles to stop the bleeding for His Royal Highness?" Shen Yixue's thoughts were racing, and when she mentioned stopping the bleeding, she thought of the past that had stopped the bleeding, and brought it up so that Lingxin could feel at ease.

Ling Xinleng was stunned for a moment, although her expression eased slightly, but her gaze at Shen Yixue was still full of complexity.

Alas, eighteen years have passed, and some people, some things, and some knots in their hearts really can't let go, and they still can't let go.

Shen Yixue lamented in her heart, and at the same time secretly annoyed that she shouldn't have been touched by Shan Tianying and complicated things for no reason.

After the two entourages helped Chu Yangcheng to the soft collapse, they immediately retreated with interest, and at this moment, only the empress Lingxin standing at the door was left in the tent, Shen Yixue, who was pinching the Jialan Ice Spirit Needle in front of the soft collapse, and Chu Yangcheng on the soft collapse.

The three of them didn't speak again, and the atmosphere was a little dull and embarrassing for a while, almost like a pin.

Chu Yangcheng is still "seriously injured", except for occasionally moaning twice, it is not easy to speak again. Empress Lingxin was obviously thinking, thinking about the authenticity of Shen Yixue's last few words. And Shen Yixue was annoyed on the side, generally worried about Shan Tianying's situation.

——Seeing that Chu Yangcheng was already aware of it, and even did not hesitate to self-harm to bite back, how could he not secretly deal with Shan Tianying?

Shen Yixue didn't want to cause Shan Tianying to end miserably because of one of her thoughts. One pink butterfly is enough to make her extremely guilty.

If it weren't for this, after learning that it was Chu Yang who had harmed Fan Die'er, she would not have made such a wealthy move.

Thinking of Pink Butterfly, Shen Yixue's heart finally calmed down again.

Since the other two didn't speak, it was up to her to break the dullness.

Shen Yixue raised the Jialan Ice Spirit Needle in her hand, and this time she directly condensed more than a dozen colorful cold rays, and slowly shot towards Chu Yangcheng on the soft collapse, and at the same time, the tone in her mouth was urgent: "Chu Guoshi must stop the bleeding immediately." ”

Suddenly, Shen Yixue wanted to use the excuse of stopping the bleeding to stab Chu Yangcheng with more than a dozen needles.

If Chu Yangcheng accepts it honestly, if he still wants to frame her with self-harm, she will wait to see how much blood he can shed all over his body!

Originally, Shen Yixue also wanted to mention that when she was in Liujia Village, she used the silver needle as a single heavenly eagle to improve her internal strength, but she thought of Lingxin's heart knot, so she didn't say it again.

Empress Lingxin was just an ordinary person after all, and naturally she couldn't see through the mystery on Shen Yixue's blue ice spirit needle, and watched as the dozen or so colorful cold rays seemed to slow down the disease, all of which were submerged in Chu Yangcheng's body.

Shen Yixue concentrated, waiting for Chu Yangcheng's next reaction, if the other party "stopped" the bleeding, she would also stop, and then think of wording to resolve Lingxin's misunderstanding;

It is expected that an empress Lingxin still can't stop her.

Staring at Chu Yangcheng, Shen Yixue's heart almost rose to her throat, and she even forgot to breathe for a while.

After a while, Chu Yangcheng, who was on the soft floor, suddenly coughed lightly: "Thank you...... Miss Shen's clever ......"

Empress Lingxin's eyes showed a hint of surprise: "Xue'er, you ......"

Shen Yixue also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that this Chu Yangcheng should not want to turn his face at this moment, so he followed her wishes, "stopped" the blood, and then forcibly endured more than a dozen of her colorful chaotic qi wrapped in the chill of ice and snow.

At the same time, it also made Shen Yixue extremely frightened, because the dozen or so chaotic qi were completely like stones sinking into the sea!

This Chu Yangcheng is really just an ordinary alchemist?

Although she still didn't have any clue, Shen Yixue finally began to notice that this Chu Yangcheng was unusual.

It's just that I don't know if Lingxin and Xuanyuan Yu mentioned this person when they reunited with their brothers and sisters at the top of Zhun Ti Peak before.

However, she thought about it again, the tribulation that she had once had with Chu Yangcheng was still unconscious, but Xuanyuan Yu had never seen this Chu Yangcheng at all.

Coupled with Lingxin's attitude now, I am afraid that such a person would not have been mentioned to Xuanyuan Yu at that time.

Thinking of this, Shen Yixue couldn't help but feel a little irritable in her heart, and naturally she didn't want to stay in this tent any longer.

However, at this moment, the empress Lingxin was still standing at the door of the tent, and she didn't come in, but she also didn't mean to get out of the way, she had to squeeze past Lingxin if she wanted to go out.

Squeezed past the empress, how bold was she, and how eager was she?

Shen Yixue was thinking about the reason, but Chu Yangcheng, who was on the soft collapse, slowly spoke again: "Miss Shen's hairpin is really amazing, it is even better than the silver needles of ordinary imperial doctors. ”

"Chu Guoshi has lost too much blood after all," Shen Yixue said, "It's better to shut up and save your strength to recuperate." ”

These words seemed to be resting with all Chu Yangcheng, but it was awkward to listen to, even Lingxin couldn't help frowning slightly, turned around, and whispered a few words to the entourage outside, and then actually let go of the position at the door and motioned for Shen Yixue to come out.

As soon as Shen Yixue came out of the tent door, before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she saw one of the old men dressed as a imperial doctor, following behind the entourage and walking over from a distance.