Su Nianqing's eyes, Mo Xiao had never seen them, and the time she beat him on the second day of the wedding was not like this, like a wounded bird, but her expression was like an angry little wild cat.

There was another inexplicable pain in his heart, and Mo Xiao had already touched this pain countless times.

But Mo Xiao still insisted on his own idea, if she wanted to protect it, he would take it away, "If I give it away, what will happen to you?" ”

She lost the hairpin he gave her at will, and she protected it like this given by Morong.

Mo Xiao took Mo Yu's hand and walked towards the study, leaving Su Nianqing's back again.

The two of them went away, the peach gradually became smaller in Su Nianqing's eyes, and there was a sharp pain in his heart, Su Nianqing stretched out his hand to cover his chest, and his face turned pale.

Feng Ying came over to support Su Nianqing, "Princess, does it matter?" ”

Su Nianqing came back to his senses at this time, "Fengying, you go and get my gentleman's sword." ”

The sword was given by her and Mo Rong when she was in the palace, and everyone else gave her bead hairpin jewelry, but her third brother actually gave her a sword, but it was Su Nianqing's favorite, so she brought it to the palace, and she never used it and hung it on the head of the bed.

"Princess......

"Go get it!"

Su Nianqing's tone was eager, and he had never instructed his subordinates like this.

Feng Ying took the sword, but Su Nianqing had already arrived at the small courtyard in front of the study, where she was waiting for Mo Xiao.

Feng Ying handed the sword to Su Nianqing with both hands, and a plum blossom was carved on the wooden scabbard, delicate but atmospheric, and Mo Rong was really attentive.

"Princess, think twice!"

Su Nianqing also ignored Feng Ying, took the sword and ran towards the study.

Mo Xiao walked out of it with Mo Yu, who was holding the cloak in his hand.

Su Nianqing immediately pulled out his sword, and with a "bang", the cold wind on the sword seemed to be on Mo Yu's face, "Put down the things in your hand, otherwise don't blame my sword for not obeying the call." ”

I had never seen a woman who practiced martial arts in Kyoto Moyu, and I never thought that someone would point a sword at her like this, but at this time, the sword was in front of her eyes, and the extremely sharp sword head was infinitely magnified in her eyes, and her face suddenly changed.

"Brother Xiao!"

Her voice trembled, and she knew that she was good at sending someone to kidnap Su Nianqing that day.

Mo Xiao walked over from behind and blocked in front of Mo Yu, "Su Nianqing put down the sword, what are you going to do?" The tone was unprecedentedly sharp, and he believed that Su Nianqing would definitely be able to take out his sword.

"The sword is in my hand, but my things are in the hands of others, Mo Xiao, I can't let go!" Su Nianqing's sword was always pointed at Mo Yu like that.

"If you hurt her......"

Halfway through the conversation, she didn't know what to say, if she hurt Mo Yu, would he kill Su Nianqing?

"How are you? Mo Xiao? ”

Mo Xiao pushed Mo Yu aside, and Su Nianqing's sword was facing Mo Xiao's chest.

"Mo Xiao, get out of the way!"

Su Nianqing roared at Mo Xiao loudly, and the sword in his hand was a little closer.

Mo Xiao didn't mean to get out of the way, Su Nianqing strode towards Mo Yu, the sword turned and pointed at Mo Yu, Mo Xiao hurriedly grabbed the sword in Su Nianqing's hand, Su Nianqing stabbed straight away, and in a blink of an eye, the sword had pierced into Mo Xiao's left chest.

The navy blue robe changed color in an instant, Mo Xiao covered his left shoulder, bent down, Su Nianqing withdrew his hand, the sword was still inserted in Mo Xiao's chest, and a stream of bright red blood flowed from the translucent sword.

Su Nianqing thought that Mo Xiao would hide, but he didn't dodge, his sword was really strong, even if he withdrew his hand later, it still pierced very deeply.

Mo Yu shouted, hurriedly dropped the fox fur cloak in his hand, and went to help Mo Xiao, "Brother Xiao......" Mo Yu's tears fell like beads with broken threads.

Su Nianqing stared at all this blankly, and Mo Xiao's palm covering the wound was covered with blood, flowing down his fingers into the sleeve.

"Mo Xiao, why don't you hide?"

She didn't think about hurting him, she just forced Mo Xiao to put down the cloak when she took it.

"Su Nianqing, you hurt Brother Xiao, I will definitely go to my father to denounce you and let my father destroy you."

Mo's voice was urgent, and his face was flushed.

"No......" Su Nianqing shook her head, she wanted to say that she didn't mean it, but she immediately remembered something, so she shouted: "Fengying, go and ask the imperial doctor, yes, please ask the imperial doctor." With that, he walked out the door.

There was a cry in her voice, and she was in a mess at this point.

Mo Xiao staggered forward, and there was blood on the ground, "Su Nianqing, you come back!" ”

The sound is loud, and there is a majesty that has never been there.

Su Nianqing turned his head and met Mo Xiao's eyes, "Don't go to the imperial doctor." ”

Su Nianqing turned around and came back, "But you're injured!" ”

"Do you want to leave if you hurt this king? You are not allowed to leave until my wounds are healed. Mo Xiao's face was pale, even if he could bear it again, but the wound was so deep after all.

The movement was not small, Shao Chun came over with a few guards, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he hurriedly stepped forward, "Lord Wang, what happened?" ”

There was blood on the ground, shocking, Mo Yu was crying, and Su Nianqing stood aside in a panic.

"Send the princess back to the palace!"

Mo Xiao only indifferently ordered Shao Chun.

"Brother Xiao, I'm not leaving!"

Mo Yu cried so much that her body was trembling.

Mo Xiao looked back at Mo Yu and said gently, "Go back first, be obedient." ”

He has always been so gentle with her, even if she is injured, he will send her back first.

Mo Yu was reluctant to leave, and when he arrived at the door, he vaguely heard Mo Xiao's words: "If anyone dares to say more about today's events and spread them to the emperor, be careful of your tongues." ”

The tone was menacing.

Mo Yu clenched his fingers, and tears flowed out again, who is he protecting here?

Mo Xiao was still standing bent over, blood still flowing, and his face became paler.

Seeing that Su Nianqing was still stunned, Mo Xiao said, "What are you doing standing stupidly, watching this king bleed to death?" ”

Su Nianqing came back to her senses at this time, raised her eyes to look at Mo Xiao, and hurriedly walked over to help him up.

Mo Xiao sat on the bed, Su Nianqing unbuttoned his shirt for him, most of the white underwear had been stained red with blood, Su Nianqing's heart hurt, her nose was sore, and tears flowed down involuntarily, "I'm sorry!" ”

She never thought of hurting him.

Mo Xiao looked to the side, "Bring that little bottle." ”

Su Nianqing looked in his direction, and there was a white jade porcelain bottle on the cabinet, so he hurriedly ran over to get it and poured one on the palm of his hand.

Looking at Mo Xiao's appearance at this time, he thought about feeding it to his mouth for a while.

This is the medicine to stop the bleeding, and he always has it.

Su Nianqing untied the clothes with scissors, took the medicine powder and sprinkled it on the wound, wrapped it in a muslin cloth, and the movements were skillful and gentle.

Mo Xiao watched all this silently, "Treat wounds often?" ”

Su Nianqing cut the twine with scissors and threw the bloody cloth into the basin, which was already blood-red, "My brother is often injured by me, and I get used to it after doing more." ”

"Oh!"

Mo Xiao seemed to be a little more relaxed at last, the fox fur cloak was placed on the low table at the door at random, no one cared, the battle between the two ended because he was injured, he should be happy!

After taking care of everything, Su Nianqing stood aside with his head bowed, and Mo Xiao sat in front of a few cases, his clothes on his left side were scattered, and his right hand was still writing.

"Ink for me!"

Mo Xiao instructed Su Nianqing, and Su Nianqing did so, only then did he see that his words were very good-looking, flowing smoothly, and his pen was like a cloud of smoke.

Mo Xiao was sitting, and Su Nianqing was standing and studying ink, like a scene of a husband singing and a wife accompanying him.