028, how many times do you want to put your life on the line?

The man in front of me rolled up the book again and knocked on my forehead, and said, "You see, you can't carry it all along. I won't ask you anymore, and when the situation stabilizes in the future, I'll ask you again. ”

I nodded.

She looked at me and said seriously, "Speaking of which, you are almost thirty years old, you can do whatever you want, and it would be good if you married a girl who could take care of you in the house." I don't know how long I'll be able to hold on to my bones. ”

I didn't know how to answer this sentence, but I happened to see that the blood was half a bowl, so I took her hand and wiped out the wound medicine to help her treat the wound.

She sneered: "I said His Royal Highness King Chong'an, such a small wound, why did you spend so much time." ”

She didn't know, and I was always careful about her.

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That day will be in the evening, and I will appear on Qin Buxian's mansion with Ah Yu and my own blood.

Qin Buxian took the two porcelain bottles sealed with blood, one large and one small, his brows furrowed, and his face turned white.

I explained, "Her bottle is a little smaller, but this bottle is a lot, and it should make up for it." ”

She still didn't give this king a good look, but turned her head and instructed Qin Shutong: "I'll go to the palace, and I can come back when I'm about to go, you don't have to worry too much." ”

Qin Shutong nodded, and handed a porcelain jar wrapped in white cotton cloth to Qin Buxian: "Your Excellency must be extremely careful in front of the emperor. ”

On the carriage to the palace, she held the porcelain jar in her arms, sat far away from me, and did not speak to me with a cold face. The good temper that this king brought back from Ah Yu was also exhausted, and he knocked on the empty space beside him with a new folding fan: "Sit closer to this king." ”

Her brow furrowed, but her body did not move.

I rushed upwards with my fire, reached over and grabbed her arm, took her body with me, and pulled her to sit down.

This action led her whole body, and the porcelain jar instantly broke away from her protection and rolled from her arms to the floorβ€”

With a "snap", it shattered.

I was about to apologize to her and say that the king would pay for it, but I saw a dark red liquid trickling out of the broken porcelain jar, staining the white cotton cloth to the ground, and then a strong smell of blood rose in the whole carriage.

Qin Buxian's body trembled violently, and he hurriedly knelt down to pick it up.

I was taken aback and grabbed her arm and dragged her back: "This is your share?!" Are you going to die if you take so much blood? ”

I suddenly remembered: I was in her house just now, and I thought her face was white with anger, but it turned out to be ...... It turned out that it was because so much blood was taken that it looked lifeless.

She finally reacted, turned around abruptly, and slapped me first.

The slap was not heavy, but it made me stop breathing for a moment, and my chest was choked with guilt, and it was uncomfortable.

Her eyes were full of tears, but she couldn't let them flow down my face, just gritted her teeth. said: "I understand that you feel sorry for your Cheng Yu, I know that you can't bring back the bowl I need, so I will take more as a compensatory." But you only know that your journey to take blood will hurt, how have you ever understood the difficulty of others taking blood. ”

With that, he threw off his sleeves, and perhaps was so disappointed in me that he felt uncomfortable even staying with me, and prepared to jump off the galloping carriage.

I hurriedly pulled her back, but she struggled violently.

In the confrontation, her wide sleeves slipped off, and the strap wrapped around her arm was ripped open, and she sensed that something was wrong and pulled out her hand to cover the place where the strap had just been entangled.

I forcibly pulled her hand away, knowing what she was covering, but when I saw the hideous wound, I still didn't control it, and scolded: "Why are you so stupid about your mother? For such a half-dead Donglizhi, how many times do you have to put your life on the line? ”

She slapped me again, and the blood seeped out of the scab that had not yet congealed and rolled down as a bead.

"His Royal Highness King Chong'an," her voice was sad, "that girl you love is also half dead, don't you also want to take your life to take the throne?" ”