Chapter Seventy-One: Painting Skin and Bones (1st Update)

King Donglin restrained the smile on his face, and said forcefully, "Where is this king happy? The woman he loves is getting married today, and this king has burst into tears several times and is overwhelmed with grief!"

He raised an eyebrow, his amber eyes shining with stars.

Just like him, still grief-stricken?

I stared at his handsome face in wonder, and my heart was slightly sour. After recovering the remnants of the Holy Maiden, he really didn't care about me as much as he used to be.

"Lord Wang, Da Sima Huangfu Xuan is visiting!" Outside the house, Qingshuang knocked lightly on the door.

"Got it. I answered in a deep voice and hurried out of the house.

The king of Donglin blocked my way, and his broad hand suddenly held my face, and his thin lips gently pressed against my forehead, "This king is waiting for you to come back." ”

I noticed the snickering of the three or two servant girls on the side, my face was embarrassed, and I pushed the king of Donglin away, "Are you sick?

The smile on the face of the king of Donglin was even greater, and without saying a word, he dragged me into the house.

"King Donglin, you let go of me, I didn't mean that......" I swallowed, leaning my back against the door, the fawn jumping in my heart.

He looked at me condescendingly, his thin lips lightly furled, "What does that mean?"

He was getting closer and closer to me until I could clearly hear his pounding heartbeat.

I leaned back in embarrassment, but behind me was a closed door, and no matter how much I moved, I was still getting closer to him.

"The king of the east, Huangfu Xuan is still waiting for me in the front hall!" I covered my pounding heart and changed the subject.

The king of Donglin was about to take me into his arms, but the latch on the door broke quietly, and I fell out of the door by inertia.

Bang –

Well, on the day of the wedding, I was knocked into a dizzy eye, which is really miserable!

But what's worse is that the king of Donglin grabbed a void, lost his center of gravity, and fell straight down.

Hiss –

The handmaidens who stood aside and watched the bustle came out with one gasp after another, some with disdain, some with ridicule, and even worse, salivating three thousand feet with excitement.

"King Donglin, you get out of the way for Lao Tzu!" I was full of black lines, and my knee was pushed into his chest, almost holding back a slap in his face.

He sat down on the ground in embarrassment, a hint of embarrassment on the face of the immobile iceberg.

"It didn't hurt, did it?" Donglin Wang wiped the blood stains on his lips that had been knocked on his teeth, and put his eyes on me, who was also very embarrassed in a happy dress.

I quickly got up, let the frost help me sweep the folds of my wedding dress, and hurried to the front hall.

Behind him, the maidservants exclaimed, "King Donglin, you have a nosebleed!"

"What are you shouting, get out!" said the king of Donglin indifferently.

I walked more and more urgently, the hem of my clothes flew up and down, and I just caught a glimpse of the saliva mark on the placket of my clothes, and I had a headache.

In his mind, the peach box laughed, "This Donglin King, it's weird and fun! I thought it was a cold and arrogant master, but I didn't expect to be able to deliberately fall on the crotch of a person, it's really a treasure!"

"Shut up!"

"Hmph, host, you murder me, don't you love Box anymore?" Box Box crossed his hands on his hips, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became!" The mahogany box chattered endlessly.

I couldn't help but sigh, the original domineering and arrogant peach box, since the last time it intersected with my divine sense, it has become more and more like a delicate woman, coquettish at every turn, angry at every turn, and difficult to serve!

In the front hall, Huangfu Xuan seemed to be impatient to wait, so he simply painted with tea.

By the time I entered the foyer, Huangfu Xuan's tea paintings were already roughly formed, shining on the glazed floor tiles in the foyer.

I looked closely, wasn't this the scene of my embarrassing fall with the king of Donglin?

This Huangfu Xuan! The dignified prince of Nanqiang, how can he be so stubborn!

I quietly blew the tea on the floor tiles with the palm wind, and then I set my eyes on Huangfu Xuan, who was holding a folding fan and had a joking face.

"Why did Da Sima come this time?" I sat on the high seat, took a sip of tea, and asked casually.

A touch of joy appeared on Huangfu Xuan's face, and he suddenly folded the folding fan and bowed respectfully to me, "The little prince saved his sister, and Huangfu Xuan wants to come to the door to thank you!"

Huangfu Xuan brought the beautiful girl who had been hiding behind him to me, and said softly, "Xiao Jing, please say hello to the little prince!"

I looked at the delicate woman in front of me in shock, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her pink and white cheeks, "Xiao Jing is born so beautiful!"

Xiao Jing nodded excitedly and said proudly, "My brother is superb in painting and has restored my appearance!"

"Very good, very good!" I admired Huang Fu Xuan's painting work, and at the same time looked at Huang Fu Jing carefully.

She has pink face and red lips, a pair of bright eyes looking forward to Shenfei, and there is a bit of extravagance between her gestures.

But, something doesn't seem right......

In the Demon Shadow Ancient Battlefield, Xiao Jing poked himself in the eyes to save 300,000 soldiers and went blind instantly.

With such a serious injury, even my healing technique could not completely repair her eye disease, how did she recover?

"Xiao Jing, how are your eyes?"

Huangfu Jing blinked his dark eyes, showing a little playfulness, "It's okay!"

"Yes, it just so happens that Nanqiang Divine Doctor is a guest in the house, I will ask him to treat you again!" I glanced at Qingshuang on the side, and ordered her to go and invite Nan Ruojiu quickly.

Huangfu Jing nodded obediently, then got behind Huangfu Xuan, and said softly, "I have been a shadow for many years, and I am always used to being behind Tibetans, don't mind the little prince." ”

I responded with a smile, "It's a blessing to have such an inseparable sister!"

Huang Fuxuan's face was filled with indescribable happiness, "I never expected that in a foreign country, I could find my long-lost sister. Heaven has finally favored me. ”

After a while, Nanruojiu came flutteringly.

His clothes were half-open, his black hair was casually gathered behind him, and the folding fan full of medicinal fragrance in his hand was gently fanned, and within two clicks, the entire hall was filled with a slightly astringent medicinal fragrance.

Naturally, he sat down beside me, picked up the teacup I had just used, and took a sip.

"Divine doctor, I have used the cup in your hand. I whispered.

Nanruo's nine eyes are like a clear stream, clear to the bottom.

He glanced at the teacup in his hand and said, "It's okay." ”

Huangfu Jing suddenly poked out half of his head and grimaced at him, "Brother Jiu, do you remember me?"

Nan Ruojiu was slightly stunned, and then smiled, "Third princess." ”

Huangfu Jing replied sullenly, "Are you still blaming me, right?" I'm sorry for Sister Xiyue's matter, and they didn't mean it......

Nan Ruojiu put down the teacup, his face suddenly cold, and his original tranquility was covered by a strong anger.

"Divine Doctor, what's wrong?" I called Nan Ruojiu lightly, for fear that he would be angry and lose his mind.